<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219</id><updated>2012-02-08T14:30:31.488-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Life of a Southern Girl</title><subtitle type='html'>It&amp;#39;s rarely White Gloves &amp;amp; Mint Juleps</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>453</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-8955891140020391384</id><published>2012-01-06T02:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T03:49:22.218-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Real People</title><content type='html'>I meet alot of interesting people.  It goes without saying that celebrity sightings are always fun.  But, there are alot of other people I meet that don't fall under that category that I find much more interesting.  For example, I met one of the cameramen from the show "Deadliest Catch".  He was assigned to the boat "Time Bandit".  If you watch the show; I know you're familiar with it.  He told me about all of the training he had to go through before he was able to be a part of this project.  He is a cameraman that never in his wildest dreams thought that he would be part of filming what is known as the most dangerous job.  I also recently met the gentleman that is in charge of logistics for Odyssey Marine Exploration.  Being a long time SCUBA diver; I was bowing down to him!  Last week I met the lighting Director &amp; one of the cameramen for the prequel "Wizard of Oz" that is in post-production.  It was filmed in Detroit which I was told is the largest filming location in the US at this time.  The old factories are apparently being used.  It's also the most expensive film shot to date (according to him) overtaking SpiderMan 3.  Just a few examples, but I'm finding that I'm alot more interested in the people "behind the scenes" than I am the ones with body guards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, FYI, I don't give a shit about the election 'til two months prior.  That's when I start paying attention.  Don't try to talk to me about before then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-8955891140020391384?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/8955891140020391384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=8955891140020391384&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/8955891140020391384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/8955891140020391384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2012/01/real-people.html' title='Real People'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-6128742032849001257</id><published>2012-01-06T01:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T02:32:34.875-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rant</title><content type='html'>I have just gone through my 2nd Christmas season as an airport bartender &amp; I have come to the following conclusion:  There is a community of people that air travel during the Xmas holidays that ONLY air travel during the Xmas holidays.  I may even go out on a limb to say that this is the only time they leave their homes.  That is the only explanation I can come up with to explain the mind-numbing ignorance that I have dealt with the last 2 weeks.  I work at National &amp; am therefore a snob by default when it comes to the types of travelers I am use to dealing with.  To be prepared for next year; I am thinking of a FAQ list I can just hand someone as soon as they say, "What is the cheapest thing you have to drink?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAQ:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  What is the cheapest thing you have to drink? &lt;br /&gt;      -Soda: $2.37.  ("Do you know that I can buy a liter of Coke for 3 bucks back home?")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  What is the cheapest beer here?&lt;br /&gt;      - $5.45...Heineken, Corona, Mic Ultra ("Highway robbery!!  I can buy a 6-pack for that!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  How much for your fancy draughts?  You guys brew that stuff, right?&lt;br /&gt;      - $7.72 / 20 oz...Hefeweizen, Winterbock, Czech Pilsner, Marzen  ("That's stupid!  I can buy a keg a Milwaukee's Best for next to nothin'")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Where can I smoke?&lt;br /&gt;     - I'm sorry, but the only place to smoke is outside the airport.  ("I gotta cart my ass outside for a cig?  And then go back through security?  What kinda communist outfit you got goin' here?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  What's good on the menu?&lt;br /&gt;     - Well, everything on the menu is good. It's not really conducive to running a good business by having bad things on the menu.  ("Huh??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOOO happy that holiday travel is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-6128742032849001257?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/6128742032849001257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=6128742032849001257&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/6128742032849001257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/6128742032849001257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2012/01/rant.html' title='Rant'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-3428554519136329479</id><published>2011-10-31T03:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T03:58:04.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Boo...Hisssss</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6vwq69p_Wx4/Tq5hZDJgXXI/AAAAAAAAAUE/zGG810In3Ys/s1600/scott.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 176px; height: 223px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6vwq69p_Wx4/Tq5hZDJgXXI/AAAAAAAAAUE/zGG810In3Ys/s400/scott.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669576063875833202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a big fan of Brown.  He gave my co-worker a hard time because she asked for his ID. We are required to ask for an ID when someone orders an alcoholic drink.  Doesn't matter if you look 15 or 80.  We have to ask for an ID.  He made a huge big deal of it.  AND, in front of voters.  My co-worker also asked for an ID from a woman sitting in front of Brown &amp; he said,"Oh my God! Can't she tell this woman is old?"  He seriously needs a PR person to follow him around &amp; hold his hand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-3428554519136329479?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/3428554519136329479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=3428554519136329479&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/3428554519136329479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/3428554519136329479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2011/10/boohisssss.html' title='Boo...Hisssss'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6vwq69p_Wx4/Tq5hZDJgXXI/AAAAAAAAAUE/zGG810In3Ys/s72-c/scott.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-1424470755515280043</id><published>2011-10-31T03:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T03:37:34.152-05:00</updated><title type='text'>United</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-haGv4h6Lp9s/Tq5azeIdubI/AAAAAAAAAT4/rvqBeHf3uyM/s1600/moon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 195px; height: 258px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-haGv4h6Lp9s/Tq5azeIdubI/AAAAAAAAAT4/rvqBeHf3uyM/s400/moon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669568821214427570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ban Ki-Moon&lt;br /&gt;Secretary-General, United Nations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First sighting was brief...He was heading out to an "undisclosed location" (New York).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second time was his arrival for the State Dinner honoring South Korea President Lee Myung-bak.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side Bar:  First sighting, his entourage was HUGE.  I was impressed that one of his bodyguards was an American woman.  Second sighting, he was met by approx 8 people, two of which was def Secret Service.  Cokie Roberts sat at my bar about an hour later &amp; I asked her about the service detail.  She explained that they were all from the embassy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-1424470755515280043?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/1424470755515280043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=1424470755515280043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/1424470755515280043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/1424470755515280043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2011/10/united.html' title='United'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-haGv4h6Lp9s/Tq5azeIdubI/AAAAAAAAAT4/rvqBeHf3uyM/s72-c/moon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-6642100610823456117</id><published>2011-10-31T02:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T03:02:11.547-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I ♥ Cokie Roberts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5FaFec8K5kM/Tq5R03mEzyI/AAAAAAAAATg/_q4tyJ8Gf8E/s1600/cokie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 248px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5FaFec8K5kM/Tq5R03mEzyI/AAAAAAAAATg/_q4tyJ8Gf8E/s400/cokie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669558949624729378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love her.  I really do.  You know her as an award-winning journalist, a best-selling author, &amp; a senior news analyst for NPR.  I know her as a really cool chick that likes a nice glass of chardonnay, eats light, makes friends with the people sitting next to her &amp; can tell a joke that will make you pee in your pants.  Happy she is a regular at my bar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-6642100610823456117?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/6642100610823456117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=6642100610823456117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/6642100610823456117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/6642100610823456117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-cokie-roberts.html' title='I ♥ Cokie Roberts'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5FaFec8K5kM/Tq5R03mEzyI/AAAAAAAAATg/_q4tyJ8Gf8E/s72-c/cokie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-8280105751785595994</id><published>2011-08-30T11:00:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T11:00:04.962-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sightings....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U6qDHOg58HY/TlyDIDRHlFI/AAAAAAAAATE/iYsGK4oaTRI/s1600/tony.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 252px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U6qDHOg58HY/TlyDIDRHlFI/AAAAAAAAATE/iYsGK4oaTRI/s400/tony.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646532207155057746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tony passed by my bar on his way to catch a flight to an art show.  He looks awesome!  I would venture to say that he's had "a little work" done.  I didn't know that he is an artist as well as being one of the best crooners ever born.  Check out his art here:  &lt;a href="http://www.benedettoarts.com/"&gt;Tony Bennett&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-8280105751785595994?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/8280105751785595994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=8280105751785595994&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/8280105751785595994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/8280105751785595994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2011/08/sightings.html' title='Sightings....'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U6qDHOg58HY/TlyDIDRHlFI/AAAAAAAAATE/iYsGK4oaTRI/s72-c/tony.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-643053461188091925</id><published>2011-08-30T03:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T03:03:15.393-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And in the end &lt;br /&gt;The love you take &lt;br /&gt;Is equal to the love you make. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-643053461188091925?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/643053461188091925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=643053461188091925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/643053461188091925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/643053461188091925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2011/08/and-in-end-love-you-take-is-equal-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-8978393465842016416</id><published>2011-08-30T02:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T02:54:59.829-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Venting....</title><content type='html'>Yeah...I'm talking to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I am not your Bitch.  This is not prison.  You can not speak to me as if I am doomed to be your butt buddy if I don't do what you say.  If you can't conduct yourself in a respectful manner; I can make sure you don't travel at all.  That's right.  I can make sure that you are escorted to the outside of the airport.  For days.  For ever.  I didn't know this before; but, I can actually make sure your name is on the "No Fly" list!  Cool..right??  So, don't piss me off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That felt good to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-8978393465842016416?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/8978393465842016416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=8978393465842016416&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/8978393465842016416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/8978393465842016416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2011/08/venting.html' title='Venting....'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-4928003636585868866</id><published>2011-06-20T02:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T03:38:54.069-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Air Travel 101</title><content type='html'>It's just something I'm thinking about.  A class that people are required to take before they are allowed to book a flight.  The class I'm thinking about would only cover how you should act in an airport.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Check in with the Sky Cap:  Whenever possible; check in curbside.  You are not getting any extra service by going to the counter &amp; checking in.  Your bags are being dropped on the same belt. Trust me.  I walk through the bowels of baggage every day and see the belts.  Some people want to check their bags at the counter because they feel that they have to tip Sky Cap &amp; if they don't; their bags won't get to where they are going.  Sky Caps are NOT going to "lose" your bags if you don't tip them!  They don't have any say in the matter! Your bags are going on the same belt they would if you checked at the counter. It is nice to tip the Sky Caps, because, frankly, they don't make alot of money. Counter service is only good for people that have special request (i.e..oversized baggage, multiple baggage above &amp; beyond, etc...)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)  Before you head to security, make sure you have your boarding pass!  Whether it be from the airlines kiosk or from the counter.  You can't get through security without it.  Before you get in line; have your ID (driver's license, military id, passport, walking id) &amp; boarding pass in hand.  All the TSA agent that greets you has to do all day is look at ID's and they take it very seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Don't try to joke with the TSA guy because he will NOT think you're funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)  Getting through security can be a breeze if you do it right.  When in doubt; take it off!  There is nothing worse than being sent back because you forgot the change in your pocket.  9 times out of 10, the person behind you is prepared &amp; wondering why the hell you're not!  (Actually, before you even go to the airport; forgo the extra jewelry.  This isn't a fashion show!) Wear shoes that are easy to slip off. ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is BETA testing.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-4928003636585868866?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/4928003636585868866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=4928003636585868866&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/4928003636585868866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/4928003636585868866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2011/06/air-travel-101.html' title='Air Travel 101'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-1033028382127867047</id><published>2011-06-20T01:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T01:54:00.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A note to crazy lady in Dayton</title><content type='html'>Dear Crazy Person,&lt;br /&gt;  I know life is hard.  I know it sucks when things don't go your way.  I, myself, have suffered when the line at the bank doesn't move quickly enough.  When I have to listen to countless automated options on the phone when all I'm trying to do is find out WHAT TIME ARE YOU COMING TO FIX MY CABLE; I feel your pain.  These things are day-to-day shit that everyone in the world has to deal with.  Please don't take out your frustrations by claiming that there is a bomb on a plane.  The trickle down is such that you can't even imagine.  You (crazy bitch in Ohio) directly affected me.  I wish I knew someone with Dayton PD that I could convince to punch you in the face.  (Disclaimer:  I am just venting &amp; do not wish any ill will towards the psycho-bitch that ruined my day....I hope she gets the help that she needs.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-1033028382127867047?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/1033028382127867047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=1033028382127867047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/1033028382127867047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/1033028382127867047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2011/06/note-to-crazy-lady-in-dayton.html' title='A note to crazy lady in Dayton'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-6193440236004385792</id><published>2011-06-20T01:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T01:21:44.279-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s2N1AlzssDA/Tf7jchww_JI/AAAAAAAAASM/EifZjfps-EU/s1600/geno.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s2N1AlzssDA/Tf7jchww_JI/AAAAAAAAASM/EifZjfps-EU/s400/geno.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620179464243707026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geno Auriemma.....Coach of UConn Women's Basketball Team.  Hands down probably the best coach of college women's basketball.  He stood in the service area &amp; turned down my offer of a bar seat.  I served him a Kettle &amp; tonic &amp; watched him play with his Blackberry.  I didn't know who he was until my manager walked up, saw him, &amp; said, "Dude, I'm sorry about that game."  (refering to the game that broke their winning streak). Auriemma replied, "It's all part of the game."  My manager later told me that he felt like an idiot that he was so star-struck; that's all he could come up with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-6193440236004385792?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/6193440236004385792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=6193440236004385792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/6193440236004385792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/6193440236004385792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2011/06/geno-auriemma.html' title=''/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s2N1AlzssDA/Tf7jchww_JI/AAAAAAAAASM/EifZjfps-EU/s72-c/geno.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-1426716095716717064</id><published>2011-06-20T00:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T00:47:27.147-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xz8Yp7I6Zxg/Tf7cQo0-ZWI/AAAAAAAAASE/8q8iOZRRxzo/s1600/romney.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 255px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xz8Yp7I6Zxg/Tf7cQo0-ZWI/AAAAAAAAASE/8q8iOZRRxzo/s400/romney.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620171563400586594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PYbW68lE4bI/Tf7cKZGiEZI/AAAAAAAAAR8/Ak_Iv3q0LV0/s1600/hillaryc.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 289px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PYbW68lE4bI/Tf7cKZGiEZI/AAAAAAAAAR8/Ak_Iv3q0LV0/s400/hillaryc.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620171456100045202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kind of a Piece de Resistance.  I have seen Hillary on the concourse.  I have seen Romney on the concourse.  On this particular day, they ran into each other at the end of my bar.  And it was the day after Romney had announced he was running for President.  Hillary only had 4 security (she's usually surrounded by many more) and was rushing to catch a flight.  Romney &amp; his wife had just landed &amp; were leaving.  They stopped &amp; talked for about 10 minutes.  Everyone was very respectful &amp; didn't try to approach them.  Although, they did create a circle around them taking pics.  Security didn't have to step in.  They were laughing with each other &amp; seemed to be having a great time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-1426716095716717064?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/1426716095716717064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=1426716095716717064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/1426716095716717064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/1426716095716717064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2011/06/kind-of-piece-de-resistance.html' title=''/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xz8Yp7I6Zxg/Tf7cQo0-ZWI/AAAAAAAAASE/8q8iOZRRxzo/s72-c/romney.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-6029830245768766670</id><published>2011-06-20T00:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T00:29:38.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JxrKPDs7RW4/Tf7avYPe5QI/AAAAAAAAAR0/SK3If3hJBOo/s1600/al2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 318px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JxrKPDs7RW4/Tf7avYPe5QI/AAAAAAAAAR0/SK3If3hJBOo/s400/al2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620169892501054722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who DOESN'T love Al Roker??  I didn't get to wait on him but saw him having a great time posing for pics &amp; signing autographs.  Half my bar cleared to run out to speak to him &amp; he appeared to be having a really good time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-6029830245768766670?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/6029830245768766670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=6029830245768766670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/6029830245768766670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/6029830245768766670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2011/06/who-doesnt-love-al-roker-i-didnt-get-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JxrKPDs7RW4/Tf7avYPe5QI/AAAAAAAAAR0/SK3If3hJBOo/s72-c/al2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-4750082297518799339</id><published>2011-06-20T00:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T00:13:50.475-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HYrdN7n6AeQ/Tf7VJEsCIPI/AAAAAAAAARk/E8W-VV8079c/s1600/ivanka.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 139px; height: 186px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HYrdN7n6AeQ/Tf7VJEsCIPI/AAAAAAAAARk/E8W-VV8079c/s400/ivanka.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620163736858927346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivanka Trump...daughter of Donald.  I didn't recognize her until someone told me who she was.  I don't watch "The Apprentice".  I can't stand Donald Trump &amp; want to stick something sharp in my eye every time I see him.  When he toyed with the idea of running for President; I decided then &amp; there that I would move to another country if it ever actually happened that he DID become President.  Anyway, she took a table at the far end of the restaurant, ordered an ice tea, and furiously typed on her lap top.  I have to say that she IS a beautiful woman.  She was dressed down with her hair in a ponytail but still caught my attention by just how naturally beautiful she is.  Noone approached her in the restaurant, but she was surrounded as soon as she stepped out into the concourse.  She graciously posed for pictures &amp; signed autographs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-4750082297518799339?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/4750082297518799339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=4750082297518799339&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/4750082297518799339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/4750082297518799339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2011/06/ivanka-trump.html' title=''/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HYrdN7n6AeQ/Tf7VJEsCIPI/AAAAAAAAARk/E8W-VV8079c/s72-c/ivanka.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-4245904762313347132</id><published>2011-06-19T23:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T23:58:03.058-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sightings....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KaUQPFuFY7A/Tf7QpWc1uYI/AAAAAAAAARc/PNEjuV-uDso/s1600/doris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KaUQPFuFY7A/Tf7QpWc1uYI/AAAAAAAAARc/PNEjuV-uDso/s400/doris.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620158793824713090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have definitely been slacking on reporting my sightings &amp; am going to try to catch up.  Keep in mind that I see very little as I rarely recognize someone unless someone points them out to me.  Celebrities &amp; "wanna-be" celebrities rarely wear a "Hello!  My name is ___" tag.  So...Doris Goodwin.  She sat at my bar &amp; was lovely.  She was mostly on her cell trying to help someone else find their cell in her house.  I love her because she was the first female journalist to enter the Red Sox locker room.  She was an intern for Johnson during his administration &amp; helped him draft his memoirs years later.  She taught at Harvard.  She won a Pulitzer &amp; the Lincoln Prize.  She was caught up in a plagiarism to-do that I really don't know that much about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-4245904762313347132?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/4245904762313347132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=4245904762313347132&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/4245904762313347132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/4245904762313347132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2011/06/sightings.html' title='Sightings....'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KaUQPFuFY7A/Tf7QpWc1uYI/AAAAAAAAARc/PNEjuV-uDso/s72-c/doris.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-1109332675018913169</id><published>2011-01-13T01:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T02:02:02.260-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sightings....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/TS6fXBV_nbI/AAAAAAAAARI/IOnwA5kGNhQ/s1600/robin.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 94px; height: 94px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/TS6fXBV_nbI/AAAAAAAAARI/IOnwA5kGNhQ/s400/robin.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561557807695633842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/TS6fSK5iEWI/AAAAAAAAARA/yD0FOjxVt0k/s1600/brian.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 94px; height: 94px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/TS6fSK5iEWI/AAAAAAAAARA/yD0FOjxVt0k/s400/brian.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561557724361265506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I really need to take my co-workers advice &amp; PAY ATTENTION!! because this is all I've got :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Robin just stopped in to check out the menu.  She was alone and looked, well, sad.  In an emotional way.  She was absolutely gorgeous, but her sadness kept me from challenging her to a debate (ala Head of the Class).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Brian was just wondering around the concourse.  He didn't stop in, but I saw him pass by several times.  The concourse isn't that big.  OMG!  Is he stalking me??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Robert De Niro:  Don't you ever come to DC via US Air???  Meryl:  Don't you ever have a hankering for a nice frosty Hefferveisen @ DCA? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-1109332675018913169?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/1109332675018913169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=1109332675018913169&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/1109332675018913169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/1109332675018913169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2011/01/sightings.html' title='Sightings....'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/TS6fXBV_nbI/AAAAAAAAARI/IOnwA5kGNhQ/s72-c/robin.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-6919085595367170194</id><published>2011-01-13T01:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T01:33:12.062-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Rather than pointing fingers or assigning blame, let us use the occasion to expand our moral imaginations, to listen to each other more carefully, to sharpen our instincts for empathy, and remind ourselves of all the ways our hopes and dreams are bound together." Barack Obama&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-6919085595367170194?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/6919085595367170194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=6919085595367170194&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/6919085595367170194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/6919085595367170194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2011/01/rather-than-pointing-fingers-or.html' title=''/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-2308221231436925144</id><published>2010-11-26T03:25:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T03:54:38.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back Online!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/TO9y19sfF8I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/GmROBOiYyeQ/s1600/gates.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 106px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/TO9y19sfF8I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/GmROBOiYyeQ/s400/gates.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543775937736153026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/TO9yfMFTaKI/AAAAAAAAAQs/TNw7lbWNH-I/s1600/mccain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 126px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/TO9yfMFTaKI/AAAAAAAAAQs/TNw7lbWNH-I/s400/mccain.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543775546461350050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/TO9yZ2a2sRI/AAAAAAAAAQk/x3Kmyd_hkGM/s1600/kerry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/TO9yZ2a2sRI/AAAAAAAAAQk/x3Kmyd_hkGM/s400/kerry.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543775454746816786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Laptop died.....Thank you, Ken for the loan until I can decide what I want to spend my hard-earned money on next.  I can't believe I haven't had any great sightings this last month.  Just a couple of Politicals &amp; a MW (Media Whored) guy.  My co-worker says that I need to pay more attention to the concourse &amp; who is walking by.  But, really....I just want your money.  I want you to sit at my bar &amp; tip me.  So....There was John Kerry.  Who looked pretty frail.  I almost wanted to help him to his gate.  And then there was John McCain.  Who seriously looked like he has invested in some "dental work" (lol).  Finally, there was Henry Gates.  The Harvard professor who was arrested for entering his own home. (JESUS CHRIST!  I can't believe the world I live in!)  Anyway, this is boring me to tears.  I want Susan Sarandon!  I want Meryl Streep!  I want Robert fucking De Niro!  These are people I want to see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-2308221231436925144?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/2308221231436925144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=2308221231436925144&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/2308221231436925144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/2308221231436925144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2010/11/back-online.html' title='Back Online!'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/TO9y19sfF8I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/GmROBOiYyeQ/s72-c/gates.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-5030546292460607852</id><published>2010-10-25T05:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T05:35:03.002-05:00</updated><title type='text'>fyi</title><content type='html'>Don't dig out your old computer and look up old emails.  Nothing good can come of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-5030546292460607852?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/5030546292460607852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=5030546292460607852&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/5030546292460607852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/5030546292460607852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2010/10/fyi.html' title='fyi'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-5561321069026894890</id><published>2010-10-25T00:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T00:25:48.531-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This  is a test.  I am posting from my EnV Touch.  Which I have a love hate relationship with.  The text is so tiny , I can't see if I am spelling correctly.  Hitting the right keys, I should say.  It's going to be so funny to read this tomorrow when I am able to boot up my sorry ass laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The quick brown fox jumped over the lazy yellow dog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-5561321069026894890?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/5561321069026894890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=5561321069026894890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/5561321069026894890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/5561321069026894890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2010/10/this-is-test.html' title=''/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-871134846218374755</id><published>2010-10-23T00:21:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T00:37:13.795-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sighting....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/TMJxKzPwbCI/AAAAAAAAAQc/ep1sqjpH53U/s1600/hillary.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 141px; height: 196px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/TMJxKzPwbCI/AAAAAAAAAQc/ep1sqjpH53U/s400/hillary.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531107722733317154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/TMJxCbcYPHI/AAAAAAAAAQU/sk5RDPe5XRo/s1600/montel.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 147px; height: 196px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/TMJxCbcYPHI/AAAAAAAAAQU/sk5RDPe5XRo/s400/montel.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531107578904853618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  A couple of cool sightings today. I walked into work and Montel was at a table.  I didn't want to bother him so I just waved.  He waved back with a smile that said, "I'm waving back, but have no clue who you are."  lol  A couple of hours later, a large Secret Service detail walked by &amp; at first I couldn't see who was in the middle.  I got a small glimpse of Hillary Clinton looking very smart in her Jackie O best. Saw "BREAKING NEWS" a few hours later on CNN with her speaking in DC about the WikiLeaks.  Apparently, "BREAKING NEWS" on CNN has a huge delay as Hillary was LEAVING DC when I saw her.  Funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-871134846218374755?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/871134846218374755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=871134846218374755&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/871134846218374755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/871134846218374755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2010/10/sighting_23.html' title='Sighting....'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/TMJxKzPwbCI/AAAAAAAAAQc/ep1sqjpH53U/s72-c/hillary.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-8157494130945487066</id><published>2010-10-02T02:44:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T03:13:09.779-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sighting.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/TKbpPy6ofBI/AAAAAAAAAQM/8jbTtPWqrnY/s1600/calvin1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 190px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/TKbpPy6ofBI/AAAAAAAAAQM/8jbTtPWqrnY/s400/calvin1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523358450591497234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/TKbpHWZd9II/AAAAAAAAAQE/bj0fqOWziu0/s1600/calvin.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 257px; height: 196px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/TKbpHWZd9II/AAAAAAAAAQE/bj0fqOWziu0/s400/calvin.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523358305497248898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So....I'm having a very crappy shift.  People are not being as nice as they should.  Considering that they are having a bad day &amp; I am the one in control of the alcohol.  My bar is packed &amp; there is no available place to sit. This guy walks up to the service end of the bar and kind of stands there.  He's not really trying to get my attention; just trying to stay out of the way of all the other craziness going on.  I asked him what he would like &amp; he orders a chardonnay, pays his tab, tips me big, &amp; moves away.  Now, when he first walked up, in my head, I said, "That's a really small guy".  Not Little Person small; but small.  In either case, he found a seat &amp; sat there enjoying his wine.  Next thing, he's approached by someone that asks to take a pic w/ him.  Then approached by people asking for autographs &amp; more pics.  And he's got the prettiest girls in the room trying to get next to him. I was at a loss.  I had no idea who he was.  He came up to the bar again to order another wine &amp; he just floored me with an incredible smile.  At that point I just loved him w/out knowing who he was.  I just knew he was a very kind person.  I saw a gentleman at my bar speak to him &amp; I asked, "Who's smiley?".  "That's Calvin Borel.  He won the Derby".  OMG.  Every now and again I have a person unintentionally make my day.  It's never been a Derby winner.  Good Times!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-8157494130945487066?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/8157494130945487066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=8157494130945487066&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/8157494130945487066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/8157494130945487066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2010/10/sighting.html' title='Sighting.....'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/TKbpPy6ofBI/AAAAAAAAAQM/8jbTtPWqrnY/s72-c/calvin1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-8381195998029220156</id><published>2010-09-27T02:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T02:41:33.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Did you ever wish you were a whale?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i_dEtaNx2Vc&amp;feature=channel"&gt;Happy Days!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-8381195998029220156?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/8381195998029220156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=8381195998029220156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/8381195998029220156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/8381195998029220156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2010/09/httpwww.html' title='Did you ever wish you were a whale?'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-7944958691199195010</id><published>2010-09-27T02:05:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T02:30:11.005-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This is funny.  I decided.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kZUPCB9533Y&amp;feature=channel"&gt;Llamas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZpjyH-LkEAg&amp;feature=channel"&gt;Llamas2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=49j6_uk0g3k&amp;feature=channel"&gt;Llamas3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-7944958691199195010?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/7944958691199195010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=7944958691199195010&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/7944958691199195010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/7944958691199195010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2010/09/this-is-funny-i-decided.html' title='This is funny.  I decided.'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-9122778803531353967</id><published>2010-09-27T01:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T01:45:05.442-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Runaways"</title><content type='html'>I was a huge Runaways fan.  Girls roughly my age (16) forming a rock band?  And becoming the first all-girl hard-rock band EVER?  A distinction given to them by Rolling Stone Magazine.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was all over it.  And I think I can say, without argument, that no all-girl band has done it since.  With that being said; watching the movie was, well, uncomfortable.  I liked Kristen Stewart as Jett.  I only know her from the vamp movies.  I struggled with Dakota as Cherie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I thought she did an amazing job; but, her last movie was "The Secret Life of Bees".  A far cry from the coke-snorting bi-curious voyeur she played as Cherie.  I know that she tipped the scales when she did "Hound Dog", but it was really hard to watch her in this role.  I kept wanting to tell her to put her clothes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the big picture, it's a pr dream.  The movie pretty much went straight to video. But, I think it will be Dakota's cross-over to being seen as a serious adult actress.  She won't be one of those kid actresses you never hear of again.  Mark my words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-9122778803531353967?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/9122778803531353967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=9122778803531353967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/9122778803531353967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/9122778803531353967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2010/09/runaways.html' title='&quot;Runaways&quot;'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-4568518981570086306</id><published>2010-09-13T21:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T21:57:16.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com/2010/09/13/funny-pictures-comic-cats-talk/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2010/09/caption-this-picture11.jpeg" alt="funny pictures of cats with captions" title="funny-pictures-comic-cat-talk" width="500" height="657" class="alignnone size-full wp-image-284910" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see more &lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com"&gt;Lolcats and funny pictures&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-4568518981570086306?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/4568518981570086306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=4568518981570086306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/4568518981570086306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/4568518981570086306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2010/09/see-more-lolcats-and-funny-pictures_3775.html' title=''/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-6409867900480802427</id><published>2010-09-13T20:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T20:01:02.878-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com/2010/09/10/funny-pictures-gif-cat-facepalm/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2010/09/funny-gifs-kitteh-has-bad-case-of-mondays.gif" alt="funny pictures of cats with captions" title="funny-pictures-gif-cat-facepalm" width="240" height="176" class="alignnone size-full wp-image-284397" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see more &lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com"&gt;Lolcats and funny pictures&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-6409867900480802427?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/6409867900480802427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=6409867900480802427&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/6409867900480802427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/6409867900480802427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2010/09/see-more-lolcats-and-funny-pictures_13.html' title=''/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-7099728874631729091</id><published>2010-09-13T19:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T19:52:29.178-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com/2010/09/09/funny-pictures-comic-cat-psycho/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2010/09/caption-this-picture9.jpeg" alt="funny pictures of cats with captions" title="funny-pictures-comic-cat-psycho" width="419" height="700" class="alignnone size-full wp-image-284375" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see more &lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com"&gt;Lolcats and funny pictures&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-7099728874631729091?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/7099728874631729091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=7099728874631729091&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/7099728874631729091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/7099728874631729091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2010/09/see-more-lolcats-and-funny-pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-1933150372115626179</id><published>2010-09-13T03:18:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T04:04:11.096-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am officially boring....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/TI3iONqaPbI/AAAAAAAAAP0/QWV2L0F_Peo/s1600/alsharpton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/TI3iONqaPbI/AAAAAAAAAP0/QWV2L0F_Peo/s400/alsharpton.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516313852412313010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/TI3hx7it8BI/AAAAAAAAAPs/bm76RQKUhzE/s1600/marcus.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 175px; height: 196px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/TI3hx7it8BI/AAAAAAAAAPs/bm76RQKUhzE/s400/marcus.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516313366511874066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/TI3g8hOypqI/AAAAAAAAAPk/60EfVK58_lI/s1600/johnking.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 162px; height: 196px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/TI3g8hOypqI/AAAAAAAAAPk/60EfVK58_lI/s400/johnking.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516312448915908258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not playing Fantasy Football this year, so, I really don't know what to do with myself.  I've decided that I should bore YOU.  In addition to my random thoughts I make you privy to here; I am going to record my random celebrity sightings. I am a bartender at Washington National Airport. I see alot of stuff. First week celebrity sighting was John King of CNN fame.  (He looks EXACTLY as he does on TV.  Like a Ken doll.)  Second week was Marcus Samuelsson from "Iron Chef". (Hands down one of the most handsome men I've ever met in real life.)  This past week was Al Sharpton.  (Who is way shorter than you would think for someone that has such a big head.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Celebrity: a person who is easily recognized in a society or culture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I may never see another "celebrity".  These past 3 weeks could have just been a glitch in my boring life.  Little tidbits God was handing me to make me want to come back to work the next day.  (Ala..what will I see next?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scarlett&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-1933150372115626179?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/1933150372115626179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=1933150372115626179&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/1933150372115626179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/1933150372115626179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-am-officially-boring.html' title='I am officially boring....'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/TI3iONqaPbI/AAAAAAAAAP0/QWV2L0F_Peo/s72-c/alsharpton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-4455394838755378980</id><published>2010-09-11T00:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T01:02:09.401-05:00</updated><title type='text'>May God bless us all....</title><content type='html'>6:02 – 6:52 am&lt;br /&gt;6:02: Mohamed Atta travels Colgan Air from Portland International Jetport, Portland, Maine to Logan International Airport, Boston, Massachusetts, along with Abdulaziz al-Omari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:45: Atta and al-Omari arrive at Boston's Logan Airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:52: Marwan al-Shehhi, the hijacker of United Airlines Flight 175, calls Atta from another terminal at Logan to confirm that the plans for the attack are intact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit] 7:35 – 7:59 am&lt;br /&gt;7:35: Atta and al-Omari board American Airlines Flight 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:40: The rest of the American Airlines Flight 11 hijackers board the plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:59: American Airlines Flight 11, a Boeing 767, departs 14 minutes late from Logan International Airport, bound for Los Angeles, California. Five hijackers are aboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit] 8:13 – 8:58 am&lt;br /&gt;8:13: Flight 11 has its last routine communication with the FAA's air traffic control center in Boston.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:14: Flight 11 fails to heed air traffic controller's instruction to climb to 35,000 feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:14: United Airlines Flight 175, another fully-fueled Boeing 767, carrying 56 passengers and nine crew members, departs from Boston Logan airport, also bound for Los Angeles. Five hijackers are aboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:19: Betty Ong, a flight attendant on Flight 11 [1] alerts American Airlines via an airphone, “The cockpit is not answering, somebody’s stabbed in business class—and I think there’s Mace—that we can’t breathe—I don’t know, I think we’re getting hijacked.” She then tells of the stabbings of two flight attendants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:20: The Federal Aviation Administration's Boston Center flight controllers decide that Flight 11 has probably been hijacked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:20: American Airlines Flight 77, a Boeing 757 with 58 passengers and six crew members, departs from Washington Dulles International Airport in Fairfax and Loudoun Counties, Virginia, for Los Angeles. Five hijackers are aboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:21 Flight 11's transponder signal is turned off, but the plane remains on radar screens as a blip without additional information. (Prior to the 9/11 Commission's report, news organizations reported this time as 8:13 or immediately thereafter.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:24 Flight 11 makes a 100-degree turn to the south heading toward New York City. A radio transmission comes from Flight 11: "We have some planes. Just stay quiet, and you'll be okay. We are returning to the airport." It is believed Atta mistakenly held a button directing his voice to radio rather than to the plane's cabin as he intended. A few seconds later, Atta's voice says, "nobody move. Everything will be OK. If you try to make any moves, you'll endanger yourself and the airplane. Just stay quiet." Air traffic controllers hear the transmission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:25: Boston Center flight controllers alert other flight control centers regarding Flight 11. However, NORAD is not yet alerted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:34: A third transmission from Flight 11: "nobody move please. We are going back to the airport. Don't try to make any stupid moves."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:34: Dan Bueno from Boston Center notifies the tower controller at Otis Air National Guard Base at Cape Cod of the hijacking of Flight 11. The controller directs Bueno to contact NEADS (Northeast Air Defense Sector), the northeast sector of NORAD.[1] The controller then notifies Otis Operations Center that a call from NEADS might be coming.[2] Two F15 pilots begin to suit up.[3]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:37: Flight 175 confirms sighting of hijacked Flight 11 to flight controllers, 10 miles (16 km) to its south.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:37:52: Boston Center control notifies NEADS of the hijacking of Flight 11, the first notification received by NORAD that American 11 had been hijacked. The controller requests military help to intercept the jetliner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Cockpit view of the World Trade Center towers from the Hudson River – the flightpath of American Flight 118:41: The FAA's New York Center requests information about Flight 11 over the radio. Flight 175 responds: "[...]ah we heard a suspicious transmission on our departure out of Boston ah with someone ah, ah sound like someone sound like someone keyed the mike and said ah 'everyone ah stay in your seats'"[2] New York Center acknowledges and says it will pass the information on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:42: United Airlines Flight 93, a Boeing 757, takes off with 37 passengers and seven crew members from Newark International Airport (now Newark Liberty International Airport), bound for San Francisco International Airport, following a 40-minute delay due to congested runways. Four hijackers are aboard. Its flight path initially takes it close to the World Trade Center before moving away westwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:42 to 8:46 (approx.): Flight 175 is hijacked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:44: Flight attendant Amy Sweeney, aboard Flight 11, reports by telephone to Michael Woodward at the American Airlines Flight Services Office in Boston, "Something is wrong. We are in a rapid descent... we are all over the place." A minute later, Woodward asks her to describe what she sees out the window. She responds, "I see the water. I see the buildings. I see buildings..." After a short pause, she reports, "We are flying low. We are flying very, very low. We are flying way too low." Seconds later she says, "Oh my God, we are way too low.” The call ends with a burst of very loud, sustained static.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:46: Two F-15 fighter jets are ordered to scramble from Otis Air National Guard Base in Massachusetts, intended to intercept Flight 11. Because Flight 11's transponder is off, the pilots do not know the location of their target. NEADS spends the next several minutes watching their radar screens in anticipation of Flight 11 returning a radar contact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Seconds after American 11 impacted North Tower8:46:40: Flight 11 crashes at roughly 490 mph (790km/h or 219m/s or 425 knots) into the north face of the North Tower (1 WTC) of the World Trade Center, between floors 93 and 99. (Many early accounts gave times between 8:45 and 8:50). The aircraft enters the tower mostly intact. It plows to the building core, severing all three gypsum-encased stairwells, dragging combustibles with it. A massive shock wave travels down to the ground and up again. The combustibles and the remnants of the aircraft are ignited by the burning fuel. As the building lacks a traditional full cage frame and depends almost entirely on the strength of a narrow structural core running up the center, fire at the center of the impact zone is in a position to compromise the integrity of all internal columns. People below the severed stairwells start to evacuate—no one above the impact zone is able to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;French filmmaker Jules Naudet and Czech immigrant Pavel Hlava videotape the crash of Flight 11 with their video cameras from different locations. A WNYW TV camera records the sound, but not the image, of the crash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:46 to 10:28: At least 100 people (some accounts say as many as 250), primarily in the North Tower, trapped by fire and smoke in the upper floors, jump to their deaths.[citation needed] One person at street level, firefighter Daniel Suhr, is hit by a jumper and dies.[4] No form of airborne evacuation is attempted as smoke is too dense for a successful landing on the roof of either tower, New York City lacks helicopters equipped for horizontal rescue and the roof tarmac would have been too hot to land a helicopter.[citation needed]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:48:08: The first television report of an incident at the World Trade Center is broadcast locally in New York by WNYW less than two minutes after the plane crashed into the North Tower. WNYW breaks into a Paramount Pictures movie trailer for Zoolander with the first live TV pictures of black smoke coming from the North Tower, relayed by a WNYW cameraman at ground level. One of the station's camera crews already had been out on the street that morning for New York's mayoral primary election. As WNYW broadcasts the first live pictures of smoke, the voice of reporter Dick Oliver is heard from the scene: "Jim, just a few moments ago, something believed to be a plane crashed into the South Tower of the World Trade Center." WNYW reporting would eventually correct the location of the first plane crash from the South Tower to the North Tower. Oliver was referring to WNYW anchor Jim Ryan, who was not seen or heard on-air during the initial seconds of WNYW's first report of the disaster. Around the same time the first radio report of the incident is heard on WCBS-AM through traffic reporter Tom Kaminski, who was flying in the station's traffic helicopter and was set to deliver his 8:48 traffic report when the incident took place. The report is led into as normal with anchor Pat Carroll throwing to Kaminski in the chopper for the report, and Kaminski then relaying what he's seeing, "WCBS News time 8:48 it's traffic and weather together sponsored by Henry Miller's Theatre. Tom Kaminski Chopper 880, Alright uh, Pat we are just currently getting a look at the World Trade Center, We have something that has happened here at the World Trade Center, we noticed flame and an awful lot of smoke from one of the towers of the World Trade Center."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;CNN breaking the news of a plane crash at the World Trade Center8:49:34: The first network television and radio reports of an explosion or incident at the World Trade Center. CNN breaks into a Ditech commercial at 8:49. The CNN screen subtitle first reads "World Trade Center disaster." Carol Lin, the first TV network anchor to break the news of the attacks, says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This just in. You are looking at obviously a very disturbing live shot there. That is the World Trade Center, and we have unconfirmed reports this morning that a plane has crashed into one of the towers of the World Trade Center. CNN Center right now is just beginning to work on this story, obviously calling our sources and trying to figure out exactly what happened, but clearly something relatively devastating happening this morning there on the south end of the island of Manhattan. That is once again, a picture of one of the towers of the World Trade Center."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, Sean Murtagh, CNN vice-president of finance, in an on-air phone call, says from his office in the CNN New York bureau that a large passenger commercial jet was seen to hit the World Trade Center. Murtagh is the first network employee on the air. The first email bulletins of breaking news from CNN and MSNBC report "fire at tower of World Trade Center". Both CNN and MSNBC's websites receive such heavy traffic that many servers collapse. BBC News' website is active and shows a picture of the North Tower on fire. Minutes later, email news bulletins revise the reports of fire to a plane crash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:50: NEADS is notified that a plane has struck the World Trade Center as they continue to locate the flight on radar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:50 to 8:54 (approx.): Hijacking begins on Flight 77.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:51: A flight controller at the FAA's New York Center notices that Flight 175 had changed its transponder code twice four minutes earlier; he tries to contact the flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:52: A flight attendant aboard Flight 175 calls a United Airlines office in San Francisco, reporting that the flight had been hijacked, both pilots had been killed, a flight attendant had been stabbed, and the hijackers were probably flying the plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:52: The F-15s at Otis Air National Guard Base are airborne. Still lacking an intercept vector to Flight 11 (and not aware that it has already crashed), they are sent to military controlled airspace off Long Island and ordered to remain in a holding pattern until between 9:09 and 9:13.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:54: Flight 77 deviates from its assigned course, turning south over Ohio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:55 (approx.): Announcements are made over the building-wide PA system by officials in the still-undamaged South Tower of the World Trade Center, reporting that the building is "secure" and that people should return to their offices. Some do not hear it; others ignore it and evacuate anyway; others congregate in common areas like the 78th floor sky lobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:55: President George W. Bush is at Emma E. Booker Elementary School in Sarasota, Florida as part of a scheduled visit to promote education when presidential advisor Karl Rove, who is with Bush, informs him that a small twin-engine plane has crashed into the World Trade Center. Before entering the classroom, the President speaks to National Security Advisor Condoleezza Rice, who is at the White House. She first tells him it was a twin-engine aircraft—and then a commercial aircraft—that had struck the World Trade Center, adding “that’s all we know right now, Mr. President.”[5]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:56: The transponder on Flight 77 is turned off and even primary radar contact with the aircraft is lost. During radar blackout Flight 77 turns east, unnoticed by flight controllers. When primary radar information is restored at 9:05, controllers look futilely for Flight 77 west of its previous position.[6] Flight 77 travels undetected for 36 minutes on a course heading due east toward Washington, D.C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:58: Flight 175 takes a heading toward New York City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit] 9:00 – 9:59 am&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;9:00: Lee Hanson in Miami receives a second call from his son Peter, aboard Flight 175: "It's getting bad, Dad. A stewardess was stabbed. They seem to have knives and Mace. They said they have a bomb. It's getting very bad on the plane. Passengers are throwing up and getting sick. The plane is making jerky movements. I don't think the pilot is flying the plane. I think we are going down. I think they intend to go to Chicago or someplace and fly into a building. Don't worry, Dad. If it happens, it'll be very fast. My God, my God." The call ends abruptly, as Lee Hanson hears a woman scream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:01 to 9:02: A manager from the FAA's New York Center tells the Air Traffic Control System Command Center in Herndon, Virginia, "We have several situations going on here. It's escalating big, big time. We need to get the military involved with us. . . We're, we're involved with something else, we have other aircraft that may have a similar situation going on here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:01: FAA's New York Center contacts New York terminal approach control and asks for help in locating Flight 175.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:02: Evacuation is ordered by FDNY Battalion Chief Joseph Pfeifer (North Tower). An announcement is made over the PA system to evacuate the buildings.&lt;br /&gt;9:03:04: Flight 175 crashes at about 590 mph (950 km/h) into the south face of the South Tower (2 WTC) of the World Trade Center, banked between floors 77 and 85.[7] By this time, several media organizations are covering the first plane crash—millions see the impact live. Parts of the plane leave the building from its east and north sides, falling to the ground six blocks away. Some mistakenly believe that a second explosion has occurred in the North Tower due to the North Tower's obstruction of the South Tower from certain camera angles. They are unaware that a second plane has struck the South Tower. A massive evacuation begins in the South Tower below its impact zone. One of the stairwells in the South Tower remains unblocked from the top to the bottom of the tower, but is filled with smoke. This leads many people to mistakenly go upwards towards the roof for a rooftop rescue that never comes. The Port Authority kept the two sets of heavy metal doors leading to the building's only roof exit tightly locked.[8] The impact severs communication with several television and radio broadcast towers at the WTC; local station WPIX's feed freezes on an image of the second impact which is all the station broadcasts until alternate transmitters are set up hours later. CNN's headline now reads "Second plane crashes into World Trade Center." The three major broadcast networks have interrupted their morning shows and are speculating on whether they are witnessing a terrorist attack or some sort of very rare accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several eyewitness accounts and camera footage reveal that the plane was coming in at an angle, and was seen to turn drastically to the left to be able to hit the tower, unlike its predecessor, Flight 11, which had been able to hit the North Tower straight on. Thus, it is believed that had the plane continued flying straight, it would have at least simply clipped the side of the building with its left wing, or even missed the building entirely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although there was a live camera feed that showed the second plane fly into the second tower, WABC anchors initially assumed that the explosion seen was caused when the fuselage of the first plane exploded. Other sources and eyewitnesses later advised them that it was actually a plane that had hit the South Tower. WABC suggested that the two crashes were caused by navigational system failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;George W. Bush being told about the second plane hitting the WTC9:03: President Bush enters a classroom as part of his school visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:03: FAA's New York Center notifies NORAD (NEADS) of the hijacking of Flight 175.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:04 (approximately): The FAA's Boston Air Route Traffic Control Center stops all departures from airports in its jurisdiction (New England and eastern New York State).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:05: After brief introductions to the Booker elementary students, President Bush is about to begin reading The Pet Goat with the students when Chief of Staff Andrew Card interrupts to whisper to the president, "A second plane hit the second tower. America is under attack."[9] The president stated later that he decided to continue the lesson rather than alarm the students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:06: The FAA bans takeoffs of all flights bound to or through the airspace of New York Center from airports in that Center and the three adjacent Centers — Boston, Cleveland, and Washington. This is referred to as a First Tier groundstop and covers the Northeast from North Carolina north and as far west as eastern Michigan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:08: The FAA bans all takeoffs nationwide for flights going to or through New York Center airspace. ABC reports later that the Port Authority of New York and New Jersey, the agency that runs the New York-area airports, asked the FAA for permission to close down the New York Center airspace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:13: The F-15 fighters from Otis Air National Guard Base leave military airspace near Long Island, bound for Manhattan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:14: President Bush returned to a holding room commandeered by the Secret Service shortly before 9:15. The holding room contains a telephone, a television showing the news coverage, and several senior staff members. The president speaks to Vice President Dick Cheney, Condoleezza Rice, New York Governor George Pataki, and FBI Director Robert Mueller, and prepares brief remarks [3].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:15: NBC's Today program reports unconfirmed statements from employees at United Airlines that an American Airlines aircraft had been hijacked previous to its destruction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:17: The FAA closes down all New York City-area airports.[10] The city had initially asked the FAA to close down the airports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:17:02: CBS News correspondent Jim Stewart in Washington mentions Osama bin Laden as a probable suspect in the intelligence community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:18: CNN makes reference to foul play for the first time, stating the FBI was investigating a report of plane hijacking. CNN headline: "AP: Plane was hijacked before crashes".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:21: All bridges and tunnels into Manhattan closed.[11]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:23: Flight 93 receives warning message text from United Airlines flight dispatcher: "Beware any cockpit intrusion- Two a/c [aircraft] hit World Trade Center."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:24: The FAA notifies NORAD's Northeast Air Defense Sector about the suspected hijacking of Flight 77. The FAA and NORAD establish an open line to discuss Flight 77, and shortly thereafter Flight 93.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:25: The Otis-based F-15s establish an air patrol over Manhattan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:25: A video teleconference begins to be set up in the White House Situation Room, led by Richard A. Clarke, a special assistant to the president, that eventually includes the CIA, the FBI, the departments of State, Justice, and Defense, and the FAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:25: The Associated Press informs CNN that the two plane crashes in the World Trade Center appeared to be an act of terrorism (terrorist attack).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:26: The FAA bans takeoffs of all civilian aircraft regardless of destination—a national groundstop. All military bases in the United States are ordered to increase threat conditions to Delta status.[citation needed]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:28: Hijackers storm the cockpit on Flight 93 and take over the flight. The entry of the hijackers is overheard by flight controllers at Cleveland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:29: President Bush makes his first public statements about the attacks, in front of an audience of about 200 teachers and students at the elementary school. He states that he will be going back to Washington, that "we've had a national tragedy", and leads a moment of silence. No one in the President's traveling party has any information during this time that other aircraft were hijacked or missing.[12]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:32: A radio transmission from Flight 93 is overheard by flight controllers at Cleveland: "Keep remaining sitting. We have a bomb on board."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:32: Controllers at the Dulles Terminal Radar Approach Control in Virginia observe "a primary radar target tracking eastbound at a high rate of speed", referring to Flight 77.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:33 to 9:34: Tower supervisor at Reagan National Airport tells Secret Service operations center at the White House that "an aircraft [is] coming at you and not talking with us," referring to Flight 77. The White House is about to be evacuated when the tower reports that Flight 77 has turned and is approaching Reagan International Airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:34: The FAA's Command Center relays information concerning Flight 93 to FAA headquarters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:35: The President's motorcade departs from the elementary school, bound for Sarasota-Bradenton International Airport and Air Force One.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:35: Flight 93 reverses direction over Ohio and starts flying eastwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:35: Based on a report that Flight 77 had turned again and was circling back toward the District of Columbia, the Secret Service orders the immediate evacuation of the Vice President from the White House.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:36: Cleveland advises the FAA Command Center that it is still tracking Flight 93 and inquires whether someone had requested the military to launch fighter aircraft to intercept the aircraft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:37: Vice President Cheney enters an underground tunnel leading to a security bunker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A Lincoln Town Car taxicab was hit by a lightpole as American Airlines Flight 77 passed over Washington Boulevard and crashed into the Pentagon.[13]9:37:46: Flight 77 crashes into the western side of the Pentagon and starts a violent fire. The section of the Pentagon hit consists mainly of newly renovated, unoccupied offices. All 64 people on board are killed, as are 125 Pentagon personnel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:39: Another radio transmission is heard from Ziad Jarrah aboard Flight 93: "Uh, this is the captain. Would like you all to remain seated. There is a bomb on board and are going back to the airport, and to have our demands [unintelligible]. Please remain quiet."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:39: Fox News Channel reports, "We -- we are hearing -- right now that another explosion that -- has taken place. At the Pentagon."[14]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:39: NBC and MSNBC report an explosion at the Pentagon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:40: Video teleconference in White House Situation Room begins with the physical security of the President, the White House, and federal agencies. They are not yet aware of the Pentagon crash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:40:49: CNN's Breaking News bulletin reads "Reports of fire at Pentagon."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:43: The White House and the Capitol are evacuated and closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:45: United States airspace is shut down. No civilian aircraft are allowed to take off, and all aircraft in flight are ordered to land at the nearest airport as soon as possible. All international flights headed for the U.S. are redirected to Canada. Transport Canada, Canada's transportation agency, also closes down its airspace. The FAA announces that civilian flights are suspended until at least noon September 12, while Transport Canada gives similar orders, but until further notice, to take in diverted U.S.-bound international flights, launching the agency's "Operation Yellow Ribbon". The groundings last until September 14. Military and medical flights as well as Con Air flights continue. This is the fourth time all commercial flights in the U.S. have been stopped, and the first time a suspension was unplanned. All previous suspensions were military-related (Sky Shield I-III), from 1960 to 1962. Many newspapers (including The New York Times) mistakenly print that this is the first time flights have been suspended. This was also the first time commercial flights in Canada have been stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Further information: Operation Yellow Ribbon&lt;br /&gt;9:45: CNN receives initial reports that, in addition to a fire at the Pentagon, there is also a fire at the National Mall. These reports, however, are later proven to be false.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:49: The FAA Command Center at Herndon suggests that someone at FAA headquarters should decide whether to request military assistance with Flight 93. Ultimately, the FAA makes no request before it crashes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:50 (approximately): The Associated Press reports that Flight 11 was apparently hijacked after departure from Boston's Logan Airport. Within an hour this is confirmed for both Flight 11 and Flight 175.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:52: The National Security Agency intercepts a phone call between a known associate of Osama bin Laden in Afghanistan and someone in the Republic of Georgia, announcing that he had heard "good news", and that another target was still to be hit.[15]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:53: CNN confirms a plane crash at the Pentagon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:55: A CNN correspondent mentions Osama bin Laden as someone determined to strike the US.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:55: Air Force One leaves Sarasota-Bradenton International Airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:57: Passenger revolt begins on Flight 93.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:57: President Bush leaves Sarasota, Florida, on Air Force One. The plane reaches cruising altitude and circles for approximately 40 minutes while the destination of the plane is discussed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:59:02: The South Tower of the World Trade Center begins to collapse, 55 minutes 58 seconds after the impact of Flight 175. Its destruction is viewed and heard by a vast television and radio audience. As the roar of the collapse goes silent, tremendous gray-white clouds of pulverized concrete and gypsum rush through the streets. Most observers think a new explosion or impact has produced smoke and debris that now obscures the South Tower. ABC is the first to get word of the building's collapse as reporter Don Dahler tells Peter Jennings of the collapse, which he had witnessed from his apartment overlooking the site. When the wind finally clears the immediate space, it is plain to see that the tower is gone. Even so, CNN continued to believe, even long after the collapse, that some kind of third explosion had caused the collapse rather than structural failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Further information: Collapse of the World Trade Center&lt;br /&gt;[edit] 10:00 – 10:53 am&lt;br /&gt;10:00 : Moments after the South Tower fell, Chief J. Pfeifer (inside of North Tower) said on the radio the order to all firemen, at least twice, "Evacuate the building".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:01: The FAA Command Center advises FAA headquarters that an aircraft had seen Flight 93 "waving his wings," the hijackers' efforts to defeat the passengers' counterattack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:02: Communicators with the Vice President in the security bunker begin receiving reports from the Secret Service of an inbound aircraft — presumably hijacked — heading toward Washington. This is Flight 93.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:02: CNN announces that the Sears Tower in Chicago has been evacuated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:03:11: United Airlines Flight 93 is crashed by its hijackers and passengers, due to fighting in the cockpit 80 miles (129 km) southeast of Pittsburgh in Somerset County, Pennsylvania.[16] Later reports indicate that passengers had learned about the World Trade Center and Pentagon crashes on cell phones and at least three were planning on resisting the hijackers; the resistance was confirmed by Flight 93's cockpit voice recording, on which the hijackers are heard making their decision to down the plane before the passengers succeed in breaching the cockpit door. The 9/11 Commission believed that Flight 93's target was either the United States Capitol building or the White House in Washington, D.C.[17]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:03 (approximately): The National Military Command Center learns from the White House of Flight 93's hijacking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:05: Andrea Mitchell, reporting on NBC from outside the Pentagon, reports that Osama bin Laden may have been involved in the attacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:05: CNN's headlines read: SOUTH TOWER AT WTC COLLAPSES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:07: NBC reports for the first time that the South Tower of the World Trade Center has collapsed. Prior to this time they have only said that a section of the building has fallen away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:07: NEADS, controlling the only set of fighters over Washington, first learns of the hijacking of Flight 93.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:08: Air Traffic Control System Command Center in Herndon reports to FAA headquarters that Flight 93 may be down near Johnstown, Pennsylvania; at 10:17 the Command Center concludes it is so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:10: Part of the west side of the Pentagon collapses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:10: NEADS emphatically tells fighter pilots over Washington, "Negative clearance to shoot."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:10 to 10:15 (approximately): Vice President Cheney, unaware that Flight 93 has crashed, authorizes fighter aircraft to engage the inbound plane, reported to be 80 miles (129 km) from Washington, based not on radar (from which it has disappeared) but speed and trajectory projections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:13: Thousands are involved in an evacuation of the United Nations complex in New York.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:13 to 10:22: The 9/11 Commission's estimated arrival of Flight 93 over Washington had it not crashed in Pennsylvania.[18]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:14 to 10:19: A lieutenant colonel at the White House repeatedly relays to the NMCC that the Vice President has confirmed that fighters are cleared to engage inbound aircraft if they can verify that the aircraft was hijacked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:15 (approximately): The Democratic Front for the Liberation of Palestine is reported to take responsibility for the crashes, but this is denied by a senior officer of the group soon after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:20: President Bush, aboard Air Force One, tells Vice President Cheney that he has authorized a shootdown of aircraft if necessary.[19]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:23: The Associated Press reports a car bomb has exploded outside the State Department in Washington, D.C. This and several other reports of terrorist acts in the capital are quickly found to be false.[20]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:24: Two men who were being evacuated through the underground shopping mall below the South Tower when it collapsed on them are able to climb up through thirty feet of debris to safety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:28:25: The North Tower of the World Trade Center begins to collapse. Due to the destruction of the gypsum-encased stairwells on the impact floors (most skyscraper stairwells are encased in reinforced concrete), no one who was above the impact zone in the North Tower escapes the collapse. The Marriott Hotel, located at the base of the two towers, is also destroyed. The second collapse is also viewed live on television and heard on radio. The North Tower collapses 1 hour 41 minutes 45 seconds after the impact of Flight 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several long-distance videos of the collapse, such as CNN, were able to notice that, after the cloud of dust had partially cleared away, a portion of the building was still standing. It appeared to be the lower half of the northwest corner column of the North Tower, which, like a spire, grew larger and had more structure still standing near the bottom. The portion rose to a fairly good height considering the collapse around it, as it appeared to rise nearly forty storeys off the ground. This piece remained standing for a few seconds after the initial collapse before it also came down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:31: NORAD first communicates the Vice President's shootdown authority to its NEADS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:35: Air Force One, carrying the president, turns for Barksdale Air Force Base in Shreveport, Louisiana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:37: Associated Press reports that officials at the Somerset County airport confirm that a large plane has crashed in western Pennsylvania. CNN's Aaron Brown passes along reports that a 747 is "down" in Pennsylvania. He stresses these reports are unconfirmed. At 10:50, this report is updated: A 767 has "crashed this morning, north of the Somerset County Airport".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:39: Another hijacked jumbo jet is claimed to be headed for Washington, D.C. F-15s are scrambled and patrol the airspace above Washington, D.C. while other fighter jets sweep the airspace above New York City. They have orders, first issued by Vice President Cheney and later confirmed by President Bush, to shoot down any potentially dangerous planes that do not comply with orders given to them via radio. Eventually, the aircraft is revealed to be a medevac helicopter on its way to the Pentagon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:41: NBC News confirms that a plane has "gone down" in Somerset County. The earlier unconfirmed statements about an incident at the State Department in Washington, D.C. are reported as false.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:43: CNN reports that a mass evacuation of Washington, D.C. and New York has been started. A few minutes later, New York mayor Rudy Giuliani orders an evacuation of Lower Manhattan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:49: Fox News Channel is the first of the United States news networks to implement a news ticker at the bottom of its screen for supplementary information about the attacks. CNN adds one at 11:11, and MSNBC adds one at approximately 2:00 pm. All three cable networks have used a news ticker continuously in the years since (and many local TV stations have followed suit).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:50:19: Five stories of part of the Pentagon collapse due to the fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:50:25: The five stories of the Pentagon have collapsed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:53: New York's primary elections are canceled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit] 11:00 – 11:55 am&lt;br /&gt;11:00: Transport Canada halts all aircraft departures until further notice, except for police, military, and humanitarian flights, as part of Operation Yellow Ribbon. The operation was well underway as international flights headed for the U.S. had already started to land at Canadian airports, beginning at CFB Goose Bay. Fourteen other airports follow, including Halifax, Lester B. Pearson in Toronto, Montréal-Dorval, and Vancouver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:05: The FAA confirms that several planes have been hijacked in addition to American Airlines Flight 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:16: American Airlines confirms the loss of its two aircraft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:26: United Airlines confirms the loss of Flight 93 and states that it is "deeply concerned" about Flight 175.[21]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:53: United Airlines confirms the loss of its two aircraft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:55: The border between the U.S. and Mexico is on highest alert, but is not closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit] 12:01 – 12:41 pm&lt;br /&gt;12:01 (approx.): Fourteen people, including twelve firefighters, who were in a section of a stairwell in the North Tower that held together during the collapse, climb the stairs to the top of the Ground Zero rubble field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:04: Los Angeles International Airport, the intended destination of Flights 11, 77 and 175, is shut down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:15: San Francisco International Airport, the intended destination of Flight 93, is shut down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:15 (approximately): The airspace over the 48 contiguous United States is clear of all commercial and private flights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:30 (approximately): Secretary of State Colin Powell boards a plane in Lima, Peru, for Washington, D.C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:39: On CNN, Senator John McCain characterizes attack as an "act of war."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:41: Senator Orrin Hatch tells CNN, "Both the FBI and our intelligence community believe that this is Bin Laden's signature."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit] 1:00 – 1:27 pm&lt;br /&gt;1:00 (approximately): At the Pentagon, fire crews are still fighting fires. The early response to the attack had been coordinated from the National Military Command Center, but that had to be evacuated when it began to fill with smoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1:04: President Bush puts the U.S. military on high alert worldwide (known as Force Protection Condition Delta). Taped remarks from the President were aired from Barksdale Air Force Base, stating that "freedom itself was attacked this morning by a faceless coward and freedom will be defended." He also said that the "United States will hunt down and punish those responsible for these cowardly acts." He then leaves for a U.S. Strategic Command bunker located at Offutt Air Force Base in Bellevue, Nebraska. Later in the day several commentators and journalists, most notably ABC's Peter Jennings, express frustration with Bush's seemingly random movements. After the arrival in Nebraska, Jennings asks Ann Compton, the ABC correspondent on the scene, exactly where the President is. She answers, "He has disappeared down the rabbit hole, Peter."[22]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1:27: Mayor Anthony A. Williams of Washington, D.C., declares a state of emergency; the District of Columbia National Guard arrives on site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit] 2:39 – 2:50 pm&lt;br /&gt;2:39: At a press conference New York Mayor Rudy Giuliani is asked to estimate the number of casualties at the World Trade Center. He replies, "More than any of us can bear."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2:50: President Bush arrives at Offutt Air Force Base, Bellevue, Nebraska to convene a National Security Council teleconference via the U.S. Stratcom bunker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit] 3:00 pm&lt;br /&gt;3:00 (approx.): Pasquale Buzzelli, who lost consciousness in a North Tower stairway during the collapse, awakens to find himself lying atop the debris with only a fractured foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit] 4:00 – 4:36 pm&lt;br /&gt;4:00: National news outlets report that high officials in the federal intelligence community are stating that Osama bin Laden is suspect number one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4:25: The New York Stock Exchange, NASDAQ, and the American Stock Exchange report that they will remain closed Wednesday September 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4:36: President Bush departs Offutt Air Force Base on Air Force One to return to Washington, D.C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit] 5:20 pm&lt;br /&gt;5:20: The penthouse on top of 7 World Trade Center crumbles apart, only about 6 seconds before the entire building would begin to collapse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:20:33: 7 World Trade Center, also known as the Salomon Bros. Building, a 47-story building that had sustained damage from falling debris and widespread fires, collapses. The building contained New York's emergency operations center, operated by the NYC Office of Emergency Management, originally intended to respond to disasters such as the September 11 terrorist attacks. Due to the emergency personnel having more than enough time to evacuate the building since the collapse of the North Tower, there is not a single injury or death as a result of the collapse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit] 6:00 – 6:54 pm&lt;br /&gt;6:00: Explosions and tracer fire are reported in Kabul, Afghanistan, by CNN and the BBC. The Northern Alliance, involved in a civil war with the Taliban government, is later reported to have attacked Kabul's airport with helicopter gunships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:00: Members of Congress join on the steps of the U.S. Capitol and sing "God Bless America".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:00: Iraq announces the attacks are the fruit of "U.S. crimes against humanity" in an official announcement on state television.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:00: The last of the aircraft headed for the U.S. to land at a Canadian airport lands at Vancouver International, since it was over the Pacific.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:54: President Bush arrives at the White House.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit] 7:00 – 7:30 pm&lt;br /&gt;7:00: Efforts to locate survivors in the rubble that had been the twin towers continue. Fleets of ambulances are lined up to transport the injured to nearby hospitals, but they stand empty. 'Ground Zero' is the exclusive domain of New York City's Fire Department and Police Department, despite volunteer steel and construction workers who stand ready to move large quantities of debris quickly. Relatives and friends of victims or likely victims, many displaying enlarged photographs of the missing printed on home computer printers, have appeared around New York. The New York Armory at Lexington Avenue and 26th Street and Union Square Park at 14th Street and Broadway become centers of vigil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:30: U.S. Government denies any responsibility for the reported explosions in Kabul, capital of Afghanistan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit] 8:00 – 8:30 pm&lt;br /&gt;8:00 (approx.): Port Authority Police Officer Will Jimeno, who was in an underground corridor between the two towers, is found alive in the rubble, and eventually freed at approximately 11:00 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:30: President Bush addresses the nation from the White House.[23] Among his statements: "Today, our fellow citizens, our way of life, our very freedom came under attack in a series of deliberate and deadly terrorist acts," "Terrorist attacks can shake the foundations of our biggest buildings, but they cannot touch the foundation of America. These acts shatter steel, but they cannot dent the steel of American resolve," and "The search is underway for those who are behind these evil acts...we will make no distinction between the terrorists who committed these acts and those who harbor them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Bush speaks, members of Congress tell CNN that during private briefings with senior administration officials, they were told that the administration had enough evidence that it was "confident" the attacks are the work of Osama bin Laden and his al-Qaeda terrorist network.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit] 9:00 pm&lt;br /&gt;9:00: President Bush meets his full National Security Council, followed roughly half an hour later by a meeting with a smaller group of key advisers. Bush and his advisers have evidence that Osama bin Laden is behind the attacks. CIA Director Tenet says that al-Qaeda and the Taliban in Afghanistan are essentially one and the same. Bush says, "Tell the Taliban we're finished with them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit] 10:00 pm&lt;br /&gt;10:00: There are reports (later proven incorrect) of many survivors buried in rubble in New York making cell phone calls. Only two more survivors will be pulled from the rubble on September 12 and neither of them had made cell phone calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit] 11:00 – 11:30 pm&lt;br /&gt;11:00: After 3 hours, the F.B.I. finally digs out Will Jimeno. They also learn that port authority police sergeant John McLoughlin is trapped too. The F.B.I. dig him out at 8:00 am the next morning after he has been there for almost a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:30: Before sleeping, President Bush enters into his journal: "The Pearl Harbor of the 21st century took place today...We think it's Osama bin Laden."[24]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****I wish peace for you &amp; yours,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Scarlett&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-4455394838755378980?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/4455394838755378980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=4455394838755378980&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/4455394838755378980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/4455394838755378980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2010/09/may-god-bless-us-all.html' title='May God bless us all....'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-1906889954445659855</id><published>2010-09-04T03:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T03:57:26.575-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The best song.......</title><content type='html'>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P5CUHHGlQg0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My number one most favorite song....ever...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-1906889954445659855?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/1906889954445659855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=1906889954445659855&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/1906889954445659855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/1906889954445659855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2010/09/best-song.html' title='The best song.......'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-4811218020115173426</id><published>2010-08-30T02:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T03:01:19.886-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Drinking In A Bar 101</title><content type='html'>For you beginners:  Here's what you need to know....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)  Your bartender is not your Mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      We are not here to "help" you through your drinking.  When we ask, "Would you like another?", Don't answer with, "I don't know.  What do you think?"  I think you need another unless you are polluted.  If you're polluted, I would have already cut you off and we wouldn't be having this conversation!  Get your balls out of your purse, Nancy, and order another drink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)  Your bartender is not your Spiritual Adviser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     We honestly do not care what path your Moon is on.  Sharing this information with us just makes us hate you.  The whole time you're telling us about your horoscope &amp; how you should actually be somewhere else right now, we have our own thoughts.  About how we wish you were actually somewhere else right now.  In front of a firing squad made up of all our bartender friends.  Save your New Age bullshit for your therapy group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)  Your bartender is not your Accountant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     "How much is a beer?"  STOP!  If you have to ask me this; you need to go home straight away.  Do NOT go to a bar if you can't afford to drink!  This is not my hobby.  I don't aspire to give drinks to people that can't afford to drink &amp; tip me accordingly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-4811218020115173426?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/4811218020115173426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=4811218020115173426&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/4811218020115173426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/4811218020115173426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2010/08/drinking-in-bar-101.html' title='Drinking In A Bar 101'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-2889379241192286212</id><published>2010-08-28T03:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T03:43:55.534-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a little tip...</title><content type='html'>When you order a drink in an airport bar and pay with a credit card; leave the signed receipt.  If you don't leave the signed receipt; I don't get the tip!!  And then your tip karma plummets to the bottom of the universe!  Never to be seen ever ever again.  EVER!!  And no bartender will ever be nice to you for The Rest Of Your Life!!!  Do you really want that????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-2889379241192286212?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/2889379241192286212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=2889379241192286212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/2889379241192286212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/2889379241192286212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2010/08/just-little-tip.html' title='Just a little tip...'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-6812342252514287792</id><published>2010-06-23T02:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T02:31:17.421-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't worry..</title><content type='html'>about a thing...&lt;br /&gt;Every little thing..is gonna be all right.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Said I remember when we used to sit&lt;br /&gt;In the government yard in Trenchtown&lt;br /&gt;Oba, ob-serving the hypocrites&lt;br /&gt;As they would mingle with the good people we meet&lt;br /&gt;Good friends we have had, oh good friends we've lost along the way&lt;br /&gt;In this bright future you can't forget your past&lt;br /&gt;So dry your tears I say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No woman, no cry&lt;br /&gt;No woman, no cry&lt;br /&gt;Oh my Little sister, don't she'd no tears&lt;br /&gt;No woman, no cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Said, said, said I remember when we used to sit&lt;br /&gt;In the government yard in Trenchtown&lt;br /&gt;And then Georgie would make the fire light&lt;br /&gt;Log wood burnin' through the night&lt;br /&gt;Then we would cook corn meal porridge&lt;br /&gt;Of which I'll share with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My feet is my only carriage&lt;br /&gt;So I've got to push on through&lt;br /&gt;But while I'm gone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything's gonna be alright&lt;br /&gt;Ev'rything's gonna be alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Jah say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All is right with the world&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-6812342252514287792?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/6812342252514287792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=6812342252514287792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/6812342252514287792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/6812342252514287792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2010/06/dont-worry.html' title='Don&apos;t worry..'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-7383487930143866932</id><published>2010-06-15T23:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T00:05:52.039-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/TBhbA3zzWYI/AAAAAAAAAPU/9wlvENwWYmo/s1600/me.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 119px; height: 94px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/TBhbA3zzWYI/AAAAAAAAAPU/9wlvENwWYmo/s400/me.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483232616862931330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We go to the bible, we go through the workout&lt;br /&gt;We read up on revival and we stand up for the lookout&lt;br /&gt;There's more than one answer to these questions&lt;br /&gt;pointing me in a crooked line&lt;br /&gt;The less I seek my source for some definitive&lt;br /&gt;The closer I am to fine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-7383487930143866932?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/7383487930143866932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=7383487930143866932&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/7383487930143866932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/7383487930143866932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2010/06/we-go-to-bible-we-go-through-workout-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/TBhbA3zzWYI/AAAAAAAAAPU/9wlvENwWYmo/s72-c/me.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-5104061769911543866</id><published>2010-06-08T23:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T00:02:11.943-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I challenge you.....MAKE THIS RIGHT!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/TA8dBfhk2UI/AAAAAAAAAPM/RotMAbG-NO0/s1600/oil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 254px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/TA8dBfhk2UI/AAAAAAAAAPM/RotMAbG-NO0/s400/oil.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480631183012583746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please join me in saving the wildlife affected by the oil spill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I send a plea out to you.  Call in every favor you have owed to you.  Save the birds.  Save the birds!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-5104061769911543866?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/5104061769911543866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=5104061769911543866&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/5104061769911543866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/5104061769911543866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-challenge-youmake-this-right.html' title='I challenge you.....MAKE THIS RIGHT!!!'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/TA8dBfhk2UI/AAAAAAAAAPM/RotMAbG-NO0/s72-c/oil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-8919697122321372099</id><published>2010-06-01T23:16:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T23:26:41.173-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"No one can find the rewind button, girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/TAXcmRz9QTI/AAAAAAAAAO0/qVuNl7MP7JU/s1600/oil1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 146px; height: 196px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/TAXcmRz9QTI/AAAAAAAAAO0/qVuNl7MP7JU/s400/oil1.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478027071940542770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/TAXcWAQSykI/AAAAAAAAAOs/BKOeHpiw1bU/s1600/oil2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 139px; height: 94px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/TAXcWAQSykI/AAAAAAAAAOs/BKOeHpiw1bU/s400/oil2.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478026792349649474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cradle your head in your hands."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Anna Nalick&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-8919697122321372099?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/8919697122321372099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=8919697122321372099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/8919697122321372099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/8919697122321372099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2010/06/no-one-can-find-rewind-button-girl.html' title='&quot;No one can find the rewind button, girl'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/TAXcmRz9QTI/AAAAAAAAAO0/qVuNl7MP7JU/s72-c/oil1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-3249484833480208138</id><published>2010-05-19T00:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T00:35:07.972-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"There are places I remember..</title><content type='html'>All my life, though some have changed&lt;br /&gt;Some forever, not for better&lt;br /&gt;Some have gone and some remain&lt;br /&gt;All these places had their moments&lt;br /&gt;With lovers and friends, I still can recall&lt;br /&gt;Some are dead and some are living&lt;br /&gt;In my life, I've loved them all"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Beatles&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-3249484833480208138?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/3249484833480208138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=3249484833480208138&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/3249484833480208138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/3249484833480208138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2010/05/there-are-places-i-remember.html' title='&quot;There are places I remember..'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-4302641420456935753</id><published>2010-04-19T00:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T00:06:17.072-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/S8vkgyWvA8I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/ApUgm-_a8qs/s1600/winetoast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 82px; height: 124px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/S8vkgyWvA8I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/ApUgm-_a8qs/s400/winetoast.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461710225040933826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Drink wine. This is life eternal. This is all that youth will give you. It is the season for wine, roses and drunken friends. Be happy for this moment. This moment is your life." &lt;br /&gt;— Omar Khayyám (Rubaiyat)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-4302641420456935753?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/4302641420456935753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=4302641420456935753&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/4302641420456935753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/4302641420456935753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2010/04/cheers.html' title='Cheers!'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/S8vkgyWvA8I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/ApUgm-_a8qs/s72-c/winetoast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-4598817554244707892</id><published>2010-04-08T04:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T04:22:02.944-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness vs Reality</title><content type='html'>Let's suppose that you are an awesome Bartender &amp; you have 2 choices:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  You have a corporate job where you are not happy, making so-so money, but have a great benefits package&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  You have the opportunity to go to a privately owned restaurant where you can be Very happy, make alot of money, but have no benefits at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would YOU do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-4598817554244707892?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/4598817554244707892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=4598817554244707892&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/4598817554244707892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/4598817554244707892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2010/04/happiness-vs-reality.html' title='Happiness vs Reality'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-1690518736809885284</id><published>2010-02-15T20:21:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T20:49:10.554-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I remember easier times...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/S3n0jswHBdI/AAAAAAAAAOI/TLzA-kkER-Y/s1600-h/TheEvilSnowman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/S3n0jswHBdI/AAAAAAAAAOI/TLzA-kkER-Y/s400/TheEvilSnowman.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438646919172130258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/S3nzfliJ1AI/AAAAAAAAAOA/trJ8vHqf8w0/s1600-h/fields.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 137px; height: 91px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/S3nzfliJ1AI/AAAAAAAAAOA/trJ8vHqf8w0/s400/fields.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438645749003441154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back when fields were green &amp; noone ever thought about snow.  Snow was something we had heard about but, had never really seen before.  Yes, times were easier then.  And then, the SnowMonster came.  And he ate the entire world &amp; that is just how it is.  FOREVER.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-1690518736809885284?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/1690518736809885284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=1690518736809885284&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/1690518736809885284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/1690518736809885284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-remember-easier-times.html' title='I remember easier times...'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/S3n0jswHBdI/AAAAAAAAAOI/TLzA-kkER-Y/s72-c/TheEvilSnowman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-930790112137924223</id><published>2010-02-09T18:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T19:09:35.211-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't like snow anymore...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/S3H0fzbnfYI/AAAAAAAAAN4/rdxgg3LqYpw/s1600-h/meansnow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 108px; height: 147px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/S3H0fzbnfYI/AAAAAAAAAN4/rdxgg3LqYpw/s400/meansnow.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436395052432063874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I use to like snow.  When I was little and living in South Carolina.  I thought snow ROCKED back then!  The powers-that-be would call school out if there was a THREAT of snow.  Mainly because the state owned, like, 3 snow plows.  I won't lie.  We did have a couple of snow storms.  But, they were followed by ice which took out our power &amp; therefore lumped themselves into Southern Icestorms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  A few years after I moved to the DC area, we had the President's Weekend Storm which dropped 2 feet of snow on us.  It was record- breaking.  It was novel.  I thought it was cool.  I'd never seen anything like That before!!  I figured it would be a loooong time before I would see it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Well, that was 2003. Fast-forward to December 19, 2009.  Two feet of snow!!  A week before Christmas!  Geez...  And then, BAM!!  Seven weeks later; two feet of snow!!  But, don't hold your breath... three days later, BAM!  Another foot of snow predicted!  OMG!!  It started snowing again about an hour ago &amp; I'm just done.  This SUX!!  I don't want to shovel anymore &amp; I am freakin' bored being snow-bound!  Closets are not meant to be this organized!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Much love to all my peeps in St.Croix.  Think of me while you raise your Margarita's to the Sunset!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-930790112137924223?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/930790112137924223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=930790112137924223&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/930790112137924223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/930790112137924223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-dont-like-snow-anymore.html' title='I don&apos;t like snow anymore...'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/S3H0fzbnfYI/AAAAAAAAAN4/rdxgg3LqYpw/s72-c/meansnow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-7836569968693620930</id><published>2010-01-16T01:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T03:52:22.429-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, I have to say, that I am very disappointed. I have 175+ friends on my FB and only TWO mentioned the travesty that is Haiti. The rest of them went on and on about their daily "grinds" involving mis-spent minutes on Hair-Revival, Coffee-Saves, and French-Manicures. GodSpeed to the people that matter..... And, God? If you are listening? Don't ever let me be like that!! Thank You!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-7836569968693620930?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/7836569968693620930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=7836569968693620930&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/7836569968693620930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/7836569968693620930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2010/01/well-i-have-to-say-that-i-am-very.html' title=''/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-6873649075446164139</id><published>2009-12-22T02:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T02:47:01.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/SzB5aiB7E5I/AAAAAAAAANs/IivEYyse1gk/s1600-h/murder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417963848445137810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 74px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/SzB5aiB7E5I/AAAAAAAAANs/IivEYyse1gk/s400/murder.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6976219-6873649075446164139?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/6873649075446164139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=6873649075446164139&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/6873649075446164139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/6873649075446164139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_22.html' title=''/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/SzB5aiB7E5I/AAAAAAAAANs/IivEYyse1gk/s72-c/murder.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-812141879871971585</id><published>2009-12-17T00:38:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T00:56:15.009-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/SynD3AkpNDI/AAAAAAAAANE/HI8NskBqsw4/s1600-h/god.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416075376703648818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/SynD3AkpNDI/AAAAAAAAANE/HI8NskBqsw4/s400/god.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xkcd.com/"&gt;xkcd&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-812141879871971585?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/812141879871971585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=812141879871971585&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/812141879871971585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/812141879871971585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_17.html' title=''/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/SynD3AkpNDI/AAAAAAAAANE/HI8NskBqsw4/s72-c/god.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-1814560892361832321</id><published>2009-12-14T23:33:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T00:06:16.697-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Boobs are cool!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/SycWERPFzLI/AAAAAAAAAM0/bS2XZxMWcl4/s1600-h/tatas.jpg"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.savethetatas.com"&gt;Boobies&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415321339538295986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 116px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 68px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/SycWERPFzLI/AAAAAAAAAM0/bS2XZxMWcl4/s400/tatas.jpg" 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/6976219-1814560892361832321?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://www.savethetatas.com' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/1814560892361832321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=1814560892361832321&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/1814560892361832321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/1814560892361832321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2009/12/boobs-are-cool.html' title='Boobs are cool!!!'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/SycWERPFzLI/AAAAAAAAAM0/bS2XZxMWcl4/s72-c/tatas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-6886248390486045615</id><published>2009-12-02T21:24:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T23:40:13.166-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook Rules!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/SxckTWCF2PI/AAAAAAAAAMc/0U5-d16Gy6Q/s1600-h/st_croix.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410833392059406578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/SxckTWCF2PI/AAAAAAAAAMc/0U5-d16Gy6Q/s400/st_croix.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, I know this wasn't my feeling in the past, but now it is. Facebook rules!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only think that because I was able to get back in touch with all my girls from St. Croix! The most awesome girls in the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started innocently. I found Sylvia. In turn, Kerri found me. Because of that, I found Isabel &amp;amp; Sue...And so on and so forth.  We are all scattered up and down the Eastern Seaboard and down into the Islands.  Now we are planning a reunion! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good Times!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-6886248390486045615?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/6886248390486045615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=6886248390486045615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/6886248390486045615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/6886248390486045615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2009/12/facebook-rules.html' title='Facebook Rules!!'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/SxckTWCF2PI/AAAAAAAAAMc/0U5-d16Gy6Q/s72-c/st_croix.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-4223012688718063827</id><published>2009-12-02T18:38:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T19:54:21.199-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Rose-Colored Glasses are broken...again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/Sxb83VSKJ9I/AAAAAAAAAMU/p9d8N3x-Exg/s1600-h/cracks-in-the-rose-colored-glasses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/Sxb83VSKJ9I/AAAAAAAAAMU/p9d8N3x-Exg/s400/cracks-in-the-rose-colored-glasses.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410790029868541906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, that's OK. I'll just get them fixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will do this because I believe that it is better to see the good in people and suffer periodic disappointments than to be jaded. I know a hand-full of jaded people. They ARE NOT happy people. They walk around with this black cloud over their heads saying, "Yeah, I saw that comin'", "I knew that wouldn't turn out well". The jaded people end up missing all the good stuff. They are so fixated on a bad outcome; they don't notice when things turn out well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never be that person. Even if it means me getting my heart broken every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, Tiger Woods DID break my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not a golfer and only started following the sport when Tiger broke onto the scene. I remember watching him put the green jacket on in '97. And, I don't know anyone that didn't shed a tear when he dedicated his win in the 2006 Open Championship to his father who had recently passed away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me say at this point that I am not completely naive. I am a football fan. I have watched countless athletes go down in shame. People that have more talent &amp; more opportunity than 99% of the world population piss it all away on stupid shit. I know it happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, Tiger was different in my eyes. Maybe it was because he was a pro in a "gentleman's sport"? I don't know. I was happy when he married. I was happy when their kids were born. All the time I was thinking, "Wow! I bet his Dad is so proud!!". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, his Dad isn't proud now. And even though Tiger hasn't admitted to anything in particular; we're not stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bummer..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace,&lt;br /&gt;Scarlett&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Image borrowed from &lt;a href="http://poietes.wordpress.com/2009/03/31/you-know-its-bad-because-im-speechless/"&gt;Lola's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-4223012688718063827?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/4223012688718063827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=4223012688718063827&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/4223012688718063827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/4223012688718063827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-rose-colored-glasses-are-brokenagain.html' title='My Rose-Colored Glasses are broken...again'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/Sxb83VSKJ9I/AAAAAAAAAMU/p9d8N3x-Exg/s72-c/cracks-in-the-rose-colored-glasses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-4706885918979057000</id><published>2009-11-07T01:15:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T02:07:53.591-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Seriously...Be a Donor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/SvUQsYVYUzI/AAAAAAAAAMM/Ylr_uU9S4a8/s1600-h/lego.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 346px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/SvUQsYVYUzI/AAAAAAAAAMM/Ylr_uU9S4a8/s400/lego.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401241682733191986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cartoon from &lt;a href="http://www.xkcd.com"&gt;XKCD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-4706885918979057000?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/4706885918979057000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=4706885918979057000&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/4706885918979057000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/4706885918979057000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2009/11/be-donor.html' title='Seriously...Be a Donor'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/SvUQsYVYUzI/AAAAAAAAAMM/Ylr_uU9S4a8/s72-c/lego.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-1349985501675402829</id><published>2009-11-02T22:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T22:43:33.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"I recall...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/Su-mgIZlpvI/AAAAAAAAAL0/TK02BotGTLo/s1600-h/ferris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 93px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/Su-mgIZlpvI/AAAAAAAAAL0/TK02BotGTLo/s400/ferris.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399717549181347570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Central Park in fall, how you tore your dress, what a mess, I confess, that's not all."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-1349985501675402829?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/1349985501675402829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=1349985501675402829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/1349985501675402829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/1349985501675402829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-recall.html' title='&quot;I recall...'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/Su-mgIZlpvI/AAAAAAAAAL0/TK02BotGTLo/s72-c/ferris.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-9189506147133811349</id><published>2009-11-02T20:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T20:38:02.290-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Seriously...</title><content type='html'>If the Yankees win tonight; I am blocking the entire 2009 MLB season out of my head.  Really.  It will be like it never happened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-9189506147133811349?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/9189506147133811349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=9189506147133811349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/9189506147133811349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/9189506147133811349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2009/11/seriously.html' title='Seriously...'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-9049033914424169659</id><published>2009-10-29T00:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T01:10:10.970-05:00</updated><title type='text'>JD, my heart belongs to you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/SukwcisOPCI/AAAAAAAAALs/8OPuL6M1sY8/s1600-h/utley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 114px; height: 97px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/SukwcisOPCI/AAAAAAAAALs/8OPuL6M1sY8/s400/utley.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397898895287008290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, this is the man I'm lovin' today!  Thank you, Chase, for the 2 Homers against the Yankees!!  You Rock!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-9049033914424169659?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/9049033914424169659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=9049033914424169659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/9049033914424169659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/9049033914424169659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2009/10/jd-my-heart-belongs-to-you.html' title='JD, my heart belongs to you...'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/SukwcisOPCI/AAAAAAAAALs/8OPuL6M1sY8/s72-c/utley.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-6640406725714115909</id><published>2009-10-23T23:45:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T00:24:41.737-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Junk Drawer</title><content type='html'>Ok...I'm going through my Junk Drawer.  Ticket stubs...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KISS...1976...$6.50&lt;br /&gt;Eagles...1978...$7.50&lt;br /&gt;Aerosmith...1977...$7.50&lt;br /&gt;Emerson, Lake, &amp; Palmer....1978...$8.50&lt;br /&gt;AC/DC....1980...$10.50&lt;br /&gt;Foghat...1979...Final Tour..$10.50&lt;br /&gt;Foghat...1980...Second Final Tour...$12.00 Ha!&lt;br /&gt;Fleetwood Mac...1988(?)...$19.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grateful Dead...1983...Halloween...$16.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave Matthews....2009....$75.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  So, I've been to alot of shows.  The ones I listed are just the first stubs I put my hands on. I may have the years wrong on a couple just cause I can't read it.  It amazes me that shows are just so freakin' expensive now.  But, I'll pay it to see the bands I love.  Yes....I'm the sucker...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-6640406725714115909?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/6640406725714115909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=6640406725714115909&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/6640406725714115909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/6640406725714115909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2009/10/junk-drawer.html' title='Junk Drawer'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-7012226668963776963</id><published>2009-10-11T23:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T23:51:49.254-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Disclaimer:</title><content type='html'>I, in no way, shape or form; condone the use of drugs.  I also do not condone the negligence of children.  Or the molestation of Superman Action Figures.  With all that being said:  This video is Freakin' Funny!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oEEwGZixc6Y"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oEEwGZixc6Y&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-7012226668963776963?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/7012226668963776963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=7012226668963776963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/7012226668963776963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/7012226668963776963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2009/10/disclaimer.html' title='Disclaimer:'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-1450640395258107902</id><published>2009-10-11T22:17:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T22:52:48.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Hermes,</title><content type='html'>God of Athletics, what have I done to piss you off? And what do I have to do to get back in your good graces? My beloved Sox went into the bottom of the 9th today up by 2 and still managed to lose to the Angels. My Ravens lost to the Bengals. My Clemson Tigers are 2-3. And my fantasy team (which looks good on paper) sucks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, Dude! You gotta give me SOMETHING!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW!! You could let the Angels sweep the Yankees!! Yeah! That's it! That would make up for part of the disappointment you have caused me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll talk about the Ravens &amp;amp; Tigers later. And we WILL talk about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your most humble servant,&lt;br /&gt;Scarlett&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-1450640395258107902?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/1450640395258107902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=1450640395258107902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/1450640395258107902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/1450640395258107902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2009/10/dear-hermes.html' title='Dear Hermes,'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-4509311823615150436</id><published>2009-10-08T02:16:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T02:21:59.380-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just because I don't know when to say when:</title><content type='html'>Roger the Shrubber:   Are you saying Ni to that old woman?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;King Arthur:   Um, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roger the Shrubber:  Oh, what sad times are these when passing ruffians can say Ni at will to old ladies. There is a pestilence upon this land, nothing is sacred. Even those who arrange and design shrubberies are under considerable economic stress in this period in history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;King Arthur:   Did you say shrubberies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Roger the Shrubber: Yes, shrubberies are my trade. I am a shrubber. My name is Roger the Shrubber. I arrange, design, and sell shrubberies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-4509311823615150436?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/4509311823615150436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=4509311823615150436&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/4509311823615150436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/4509311823615150436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-because-i-dont-know-when-to-say.html' title='Just because I don&apos;t know when to say when:'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-4185356142922698563</id><published>2009-10-08T01:41:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T01:50:07.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/Ss2KhPUGOHI/AAAAAAAAALc/HEvV7emuLq8/s1600-h/bigdarkknight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390116632683493490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 113px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/Ss2KhPUGOHI/AAAAAAAAALc/HEvV7emuLq8/s400/bigdarkknight.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/Ss2JlNsakiI/AAAAAAAAALU/iSpLvohtqbg/s1600-h/bigdarkknight.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;King Arthur: Look, you stupid Bastard! You've got no arms left!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Black Knight: Yes I have&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;King Arthur: *Look*!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Black Knight: It's just a flesh wound.&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/6976219-4185356142922698563?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/4185356142922698563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=4185356142922698563&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/4185356142922698563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/4185356142922698563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2009/10/king-arthur-look-you-stupid-bastard.html' title=''/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/Ss2KhPUGOHI/AAAAAAAAALc/HEvV7emuLq8/s72-c/bigdarkknight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-2469745286692747247</id><published>2009-10-07T22:04:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T22:24:08.462-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I aspire to love something this much:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/Ss1W_9_AKgI/AAAAAAAAAK0/tRVC3z15fxk/s1600-h/coloring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390059986002913794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/Ss1W_9_AKgI/AAAAAAAAAK0/tRVC3z15fxk/s400/coloring.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6976219-2469745286692747247?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/2469745286692747247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=2469745286692747247&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/2469745286692747247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/2469745286692747247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-aspire-to-love-something-this-much.html' title='I aspire to love something this much:'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/Ss1W_9_AKgI/AAAAAAAAAK0/tRVC3z15fxk/s72-c/coloring.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-7708728022033415880</id><published>2009-09-14T21:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T21:40:54.444-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I a bitch...</title><content type='html'>because I don't want Rivers to pass to LT?  It's OK if you think so....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-7708728022033415880?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/7708728022033415880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=7708728022033415880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/7708728022033415880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/7708728022033415880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2009/09/am-i-bitch.html' title='Am I a bitch...'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-8092348483547155347</id><published>2009-09-14T21:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T21:30:51.302-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's where I stand...</title><content type='html'>I am 24 points down.  Dave has LT.  I have Rivers.  Let the games begin!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-8092348483547155347?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/8092348483547155347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=8092348483547155347&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/8092348483547155347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/8092348483547155347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2009/09/heres-where-i-stand.html' title='Here&apos;s where I stand...'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-303957363582740926</id><published>2009-09-12T23:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T23:48:06.193-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A pretty perfect day.....</title><content type='html'>had by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a new menu tasting at 11am. I was eating Pork Chops &amp;amp; Sirloin for breakfast. Cleaned my house within an inch of its life after that. (Have to now that Miss Rosa only comes every other week)  Went for a Mani/Pedi and ran into an old friend.  Then met a very dear friend for late afternoon drinks which turned into dinner. And then turned into beers on his southern porch solving all the problems of the world. Now I'm home. I'm a very lucky girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-303957363582740926?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/303957363582740926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=303957363582740926&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/303957363582740926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/303957363582740926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2009/09/pretty-perfect-day.html' title='A pretty perfect day.....'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-3665584198358647718</id><published>2009-09-11T23:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T23:17:23.408-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So...</title><content type='html'>Mostly everything sucks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  My beloved Clemson Tigers bit it at the end last night.  The Steelers defense didn't do near what I thought they would.  And Chris Johnson held status quo against the Steelers.  He needs to kick it up a notch this next week against the Texans or his days are numbered in the Alley Cats!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  On the baseball front:  Very disappointed the Red Sox were rained out.   Believe it or not; I was happy to see Jeter get his....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-3665584198358647718?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/3665584198358647718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=3665584198358647718&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/3665584198358647718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/3665584198358647718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2009/09/so.html' title='So...'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-8461289296764358222</id><published>2009-09-09T21:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T21:50:09.542-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you, JJ!</title><content type='html'>A friend of mine just pointed out to me that I lost my audience when I stopped posting on a regular basis a couple of years ago.  Well...I knew that.   When it got to be that alot of people were reading me; I started really paying attention to what I wrote.  I started censoring myself.  I got to where I didn't want to offend or annihilate.  In essence, I started just writing what I thought people wanted to hear.  Obviously, that's not the case anymore.   Barely anyone is reading me now and I have to say that it's very freeing.  The people in my life that are the most important ARE reading me.  And they care about all my bitches &amp;amp; loves.  So there.  I win regardless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-8461289296764358222?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/8461289296764358222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=8461289296764358222&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/8461289296764358222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/8461289296764358222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2009/09/thank-you-jj.html' title='Thank you, JJ!'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-7550654484792558320</id><published>2009-09-09T20:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T20:50:22.865-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop The Madness...</title><content type='html'>that is the habit of radio stations thinking it's OK to use emergency sirens as sound effects!!  This is something that has driven me crazy since I have lived in the DC Metro area. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case in point:  I'm driving to work in an area ranked #3 for worse traffic in the nation listening to the radio.  I've got a kung-fu grip on the steering wheel because every car around me is a potential weapon.   Keep in mind that this is not because I'm paranoid.  Random cars slamming into other cars is the status quo around here.  It's like Bumper Cars; only you didn't pay 40$ to get into the park.  There's a commercial on the radio advertising Hot Wings for some Hooter's "wanna-be" restaurant with sirens in the background.  I start looking for a place to pull over.  But, there isn't one.  There never is.  Then I realize it's the radio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And it's not just advertisements.  DJ's around here LOVE the "siren" sound effect.  They use it like the rest of us use exclamation points.  "I saw a hot girl last night! {siren}", "I was So drunk! {siren}", "Where's my pen?! {siren}"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  If I had the time; I would start a protest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-7550654484792558320?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/7550654484792558320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=7550654484792558320&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/7550654484792558320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/7550654484792558320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2009/09/stop-madness.html' title='Stop The Madness...'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-4842870024386422532</id><published>2009-09-07T20:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T21:38:39.451-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Football is Back, Baby!!!!</title><content type='html'>And Thank God for that because Baseball has broken my heart.  I was just reading my last post and I still feel the same.  Right now I am living in a world where the Yankees are in the playoffs &amp;amp; the Sox are battling the Rangers for the wild card.  And the Sox aren't doing that great.  Watching them against the White Sox today was PAINFUL.  We lost our "Umph" somewhere and I will be the one to say:  We Miss You Manny!!!  I know he was a loose cannon (thanks to his agent) and nooone ever knew what he was going to do next..but, GODDAMN he was the spark in the Sox.  Just like he's the spark in the Dodgers now.  C'est la vie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Anyway....Here's what I got in my Fantasy Draft:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  QB:  Philip Rivers  SD&lt;br /&gt;           Shaun Hill  SF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  RB:  Chris Johnson Tenn&lt;br /&gt;           Pierre Thomas NO&lt;br /&gt;           Tim Hightower Ari&lt;br /&gt;           Fred Jackson Buf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  WR:  Antonio Bryant TB&lt;br /&gt;            Donald Driver GB&lt;br /&gt;            Devin Hester Chi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   TE:  Tony Gonzalez Atl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   K:  Stephen Goskowski NE&lt;br /&gt;         Kris Brown HOU&lt;br /&gt;          Robbie Gould Chi&lt;br /&gt;          Sebastian Janikowski Oak&lt;br /&gt;          Joe Nedney SF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Def:  Steelers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know...I have alot of kickers.  That's thanks to the computer that picked for me last few rounds.  But, In The Big Picture...I have a kick-ass QB, 3 kick-ass RB's, &amp;amp; a couple of kick-ass WR's.  There's all my fantasy points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  It's all about football now!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-4842870024386422532?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/4842870024386422532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=4842870024386422532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/4842870024386422532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/4842870024386422532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2009/09/football-is-back-baby.html' title='Football is Back, Baby!!!!'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-7501039980193527893</id><published>2009-07-03T23:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T00:19:32.012-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a Football gal....</title><content type='html'>I'm good for 16 or so games over a four month period.  I operate well in that 16 game window.  Lots of time between games to sit and analyze.  With that in mind; I don't function well as a Baseball fan.  I've tried for 4 seasons and I just can't do it.  It's my nature to watch every single game when the team I love is playing.   Easy in a Football world.   Torture in a Baseball world with 162 games in 5 1/2 months.   Forgive me, but, I want my team to win Every Single Game!  Is that wrong?  A "Baseball" friend of mine told me tonight that it's OK for the Sox to lose against the Mariners one game because it will work out better if we win the last two.  What??  It's Ok to lose??  I don't get it.  And I can't watch another Sox game that goes into extra innings for a while.  Which means, I can't watch the Sox play for at least two weeks.  Don't tell me what happens....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-7501039980193527893?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/7501039980193527893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=7501039980193527893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/7501039980193527893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/7501039980193527893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-football-gal.html' title='I&apos;m a Football gal....'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-4191428264038557176</id><published>2009-06-29T20:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T20:57:02.053-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ya know...</title><content type='html'>I don't even want to talk about the fact (I literally JUST discovered) that all of my unread AOL mail has mysteriously disappeared since this morning.  I will deal with that tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I DO want to say how incredibly ANNOYED I am with the whole Michael Jackson thing!!  He's dead.  Let it go!  In my opinion, (although, not a popular one) the world is less a man of questionable character.  I understand that he was a great entertainer at one time.  I understand that he broke many barriers.  But, you can't parlay that into saint-hood.  Especially when he's been surrounded by nothing but controversy the last few years.  In my opinion, where there's smoke; there's fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-4191428264038557176?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/4191428264038557176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=4191428264038557176&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/4191428264038557176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/4191428264038557176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2009/06/ya-know.html' title='Ya know...'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-9149790212473162807</id><published>2009-06-26T23:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T23:37:14.709-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sox vs Nats...Game 3</title><content type='html'>So, I finally got to see my Sox LIVE.  And they lost.  But that's Ok.  I was watching from a suite which made it alot easier.  Also, the attendance record at Nat's stadium was broken on Tuesday, Wednesday, and then again on Thursday!  Because of the Sox.  (The Red ones)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-9149790212473162807?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/9149790212473162807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=9149790212473162807&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/9149790212473162807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/9149790212473162807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2009/06/sox-vs-natsgame-3.html' title='Sox vs Nats...Game 3'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-5014355602560359260</id><published>2009-06-25T00:16:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T02:54:34.467-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Regeneration Tour 2009</title><content type='html'>A couple of months ago, Mary Elizabeth told me that she was getting a group together to go to Wolftrap to see the Regeneration Tour. My first thought was, "Wolftrap is So Far Away" &amp;amp; my second thought was "I really didn't like the music when it was new. Can I like it now when it's cult classic?" Let me just say that Wolftrap really isn't that far away. It's just that I need a passport to get out of Alexandria. I really like Wolftrap. It's a great venue for live music. It's "green". Meaning that it's a very woodsy amphitheater where there are separate trash cans for glass, paper, etc... You can sit either in the covered pavillion or on the lawn. If you have lawn seats; you are allowed to bring coolers, food, &amp;amp; blankets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to go &amp;amp; I have to say that I had an incredible time! (We, of course, went the Lawn seat route...) Breakdown:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Cutting Crew was the first band up. The first thing said was, "Here's a song from our new CD!" I was confused. I thought the whole purpose of the concert was 80's revival. We nod along to a couple of new songs &amp;amp; then they did "Died in Your Arms Tonight". The crowd woke up for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Wang Chung was next &amp;amp; they didn't mess around. They started out with "Let's Go". Did a couple of lesser known songs &amp;amp; went straight into "Dance Hall Days" which got everyone on their feet. They finished off with "Everybody Have Fun Tonight". And I asked around: "Is there a Wang Chung dance? Like the Electric Slide or something?" The song implies it. Just wondering....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I have to say at this point that, even though I wasn't into the songs when they first came out; I somehow managed to know every single word. And I wasn't ashamed to sing them really loud and out of tune!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Berlin was next up &amp;amp; OMG!! Terri Nunn is as hot as she was in the 80's! They opened up with "Masquerade" &amp;amp; the crowd went insane! The live version of "No More Words" was awesome. And then she did something completely unexpected. She started talking about how she knew that, as a woman, she was going to have a hard time breaking out of the mold that had been created for women singers in the 80's.  She went on to say that, as a very young girl, she saw a concert where a woman kicked ass as much as the man she was singing with. She then sang "Somebody to Love" in a way that would make Grace Slick PROUD! Her voice was so fucking strong; it was religious. After that, she did "Take My Breath Away" (Top Gun).  They did an extended version of "The Metro" which was freaking awesome!  Then she invited anyone that wanted to dance on stage to come on up! She did "Dancing in Berlin" and danced with everyone that made it up on stage. In my opinion, Berlin stole the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Last up was ABC. We all know them for "Poison Arrow" and "When Smokey Sings". They did those punctuated with new songs that no one really cared about. (Again, it's a Revival!!) I liked their new songs kinda but realized why I couldn't really get on board with them. Martin Fry has such a distinct voice (in a lounge singer sort of way) that you can't get past it. Every song sounds the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all; it was a great time. Good food, good drinks, good weather, &amp;amp; great company. Perfect way to spend a summer evening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-5014355602560359260?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/5014355602560359260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=5014355602560359260&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/5014355602560359260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/5014355602560359260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2009/06/regeneration-tour-2009.html' title='Regeneration Tour 2009'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-8406948685451737467</id><published>2009-06-23T22:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T22:31:54.464-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Please say a prayer..</title><content type='html'>for all the families that were affected by the horrific METRO crash in DC yesterday.  A tragic reminder that you never know when your day will come.  Assume that everyday may be your last &amp;amp; act accordingly.  Take that extra minute to tell the people that are important to you how much they mean to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-8406948685451737467?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/8406948685451737467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=8406948685451737467&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/8406948685451737467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/8406948685451737467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2009/06/please-say-prayer.html' title='Please say a prayer..'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-8548257869559836567</id><published>2009-06-23T21:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T21:48:52.350-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook is TOO much....</title><content type='html'>It just is.  Just like a Drag Queen at a Baby Shower would be TOO much.   I signed up under duress.  It seemed that everytime I asked for copies of pictures from an event; I was told to "check my Facebook page".  That's what sucked me in.  Once I signed up; I thought it was kinda cool.  What a great place to send out announcements about the Promos my bar was doing!  I quickly got in touch with all the people I hang out with.  And then it got all weird.  After a couple of weeks; someone from my High School class found me &amp;amp; sent me a friend invite.  I accepted because I really like this person &amp;amp; was glad to get back in touch.  After that, I was getting friend invites from people I haven't seen since graduation day.  And they were all about me catching them up on everything I've been doing SINCE THAT DAY.  Now, I won't mention how long ago that day was; but I've had several address changes &amp;amp; there have been a few Presidents since then.  Darlin', if you don't know what I've done since graduation day; there's a reason. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  And then there's the people that narrate their entire day on Facebook.  "I just woke up".  "I'm getting coffee".  "My dog's poop looks weird".  "  "I'm late to work".  "I have to get gas".    Please tell me who wants to hear this dribble??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  And then there's the quizzes!!!  OMG!  I get asked 87,ooo questions a day at work.  I don't want to take a quiz in my off time!!  I really don't want to know which Power Ranger I am! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I will have to say that Facebook put me back in touch with two people (so far) that I have really missed.  One of my roommates from St. Croix &amp;amp; the guy that trained me on my first bartending job in VA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  And that's all I have to say about that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-8548257869559836567?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/8548257869559836567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=8548257869559836567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/8548257869559836567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/8548257869559836567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2009/06/facebook-is-too-much.html' title='Facebook is TOO much....'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-1369381850512392786</id><published>2009-06-12T00:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T00:49:51.842-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love That Dirty Water......</title><content type='html'>Ah....Boston, You're my Home!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-1369381850512392786?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/1369381850512392786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=1369381850512392786&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/1369381850512392786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/1369381850512392786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-love-that-dirty-water.html' title='I Love That Dirty Water......'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-5865387123170963686</id><published>2009-06-10T23:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T23:12:12.318-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Sox!!</title><content type='html'>I mean, really...You have to love them!  They're struggeling!  And you've got to love a struggeling Red Sox team.  It's practically tradition!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love that dirty water....&lt;br /&gt;  Kimberly:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-5865387123170963686?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/5865387123170963686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=5865387123170963686&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/5865387123170963686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/5865387123170963686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2009/06/go-sox.html' title='Go Sox!!'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-7102745800977158121</id><published>2009-05-09T00:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T00:47:13.823-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Manny is stupid...</title><content type='html'>And he's not my screen-saver anymore.  That's all I have to say about that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-7102745800977158121?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/7102745800977158121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=7102745800977158121&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/7102745800977158121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/7102745800977158121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2009/05/manny-is-stupid.html' title='Manny is stupid...'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-6551707102687693013</id><published>2009-04-12T01:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T01:23:24.188-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/SeGH5T-PdTI/AAAAAAAAAKs/QZb2ANUKX2M/s1600-h/nick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323685653212263730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/SeGH5T-PdTI/AAAAAAAAAKs/QZb2ANUKX2M/s400/nick.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nick Adenhart&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; 8/86 - 4/09&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;God Bless.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-6551707102687693013?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/6551707102687693013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=6551707102687693013&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/6551707102687693013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/6551707102687693013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2009/04/nick-adenhart-886-409-god-bless.html' title=''/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/SeGH5T-PdTI/AAAAAAAAAKs/QZb2ANUKX2M/s72-c/nick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-165146101041217622</id><published>2009-04-10T00:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T00:16:08.636-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Hate Facebook....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-165146101041217622?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/165146101041217622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=165146101041217622&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/165146101041217622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/165146101041217622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-hate-facebook.html' title='I Hate Facebook....'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-6444424467089565685</id><published>2009-04-04T00:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T00:49:32.542-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot Topics!!</title><content type='html'>*.. Cutler was traded to the Bears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       In my opinion; Godspeed, Dear Jay!!  Very tacky move by the Bronco's to solicit another QB.  Even if they tried to do it on the DL.  Chicago &amp;amp; Jay are definitely going to benefit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*..Burress was released from the Giants!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     In my opinion; sanctions in the NFL should be done on the top level.  Not at the team level.  What's the point in punishing a player at team level when he can just get recruited by another team .  Sure, the Giants are making a point by releasing him; but, who are they hurting?  Another team is going to pick him up because he is a great athlete! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I should be in charge.  I should be the President of "They"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-6444424467089565685?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/6444424467089565685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=6444424467089565685&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/6444424467089565685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/6444424467089565685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2009/04/hot-topics.html' title='Hot Topics!!'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-3997088447684550657</id><published>2009-04-02T21:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T21:19:28.368-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shenanigans!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/SdVvx_4LXwI/AAAAAAAAAKc/xu7-ClRY_7c/s1600-h/pedroia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320281439559442178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 117px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 102px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/SdVvx_4LXwI/AAAAAAAAAKc/xu7-ClRY_7c/s400/pedroia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yesterday, I actually fell for the whole "Pedroia is being traded to the Yankees!" thing.  For about 5 seconds &amp;amp; then I realized it was April Fool's Day.  Damn Yankees!  And their Shenanigans!  May you burn in proverbial Hell!  You made me choke on my Latte!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pedroia would never forsake the team that made him the AL Rookie of the Year!  Not this season, anyway :)  Next season....maybe.  All players have a dollar amount in their heads.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  4 more days!!!  Love that Dirty Water.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;peace&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-3997088447684550657?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/3997088447684550657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=3997088447684550657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/3997088447684550657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/3997088447684550657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2009/04/shenanigans.html' title='Shenanigans!'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/SdVvx_4LXwI/AAAAAAAAAKc/xu7-ClRY_7c/s72-c/pedroia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-1240635294883414185</id><published>2009-03-31T20:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T20:35:45.692-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The countdown is on....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/SdLBsvylMOI/AAAAAAAAAKU/GHrS57v4s5Q/s1600-h/red.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319527084365000930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/SdLBsvylMOI/AAAAAAAAAKU/GHrS57v4s5Q/s400/red.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Opening Day is April 6 at 2:05 at home.  The first opening day at Fenway since '02.  And we're playing the Tampa Bay Rays who we fought all last year for the AL East title.  I will be working the bar &amp;amp; am hoping that all my Sox friends will do what is expected of them:  Call in sick &amp;amp; come watch the game with me!!  Seriously; I will write you a "get-out-of-work" note.  And we all know that notes from Bartenders carry alot of weight! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Down by the river....."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-1240635294883414185?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/1240635294883414185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=1240635294883414185&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/1240635294883414185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/1240635294883414185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2009/03/countdown-is-on.html' title='The countdown is on....'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/SdLBsvylMOI/AAAAAAAAAKU/GHrS57v4s5Q/s72-c/red.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-2151156787132776300</id><published>2009-03-29T03:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T03:45:18.160-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"If I had a friend</title><content type='html'>who was a tightrope walker, and he fell off a curb; that would be unacceptable."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mitch Hedberg&lt;br /&gt; February 24,1968-March 29,2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-2151156787132776300?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/2151156787132776300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=2151156787132776300&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/2151156787132776300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/2151156787132776300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2009/03/if-i-had-friend.html' title='&quot;If I had a friend'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-1568332462873862102</id><published>2009-03-18T21:52:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T23:05:27.776-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Feel the Love....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/ScGzkTuvEoI/AAAAAAAAAKM/0AoTYZYbMiY/s1600-h/clem5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314726471626855042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 98px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 116px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/ScGzkTuvEoI/AAAAAAAAAKM/0AoTYZYbMiY/s400/clem5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hear the ROAR!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Clemson vs Michigan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3/19 7:10&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ps- Attention Booker &amp;amp; Oglesby: I'm watching you!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-1568332462873862102?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/1568332462873862102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=1568332462873862102&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/1568332462873862102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/1568332462873862102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2009/03/feel-love.html' title='Feel the Love....'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/ScGzkTuvEoI/AAAAAAAAAKM/0AoTYZYbMiY/s72-c/clem5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-8627482425329458404</id><published>2009-03-02T23:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T23:47:24.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SNOW</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/Say1_-rNCGI/AAAAAAAAAKE/Csg60k_xSO4/s1600-h/IMG_0132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308818171523565666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/Say1_-rNCGI/AAAAAAAAAKE/Csg60k_xSO4/s400/IMG_0132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$100 if you'll come clean the gray car on the right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-8627482425329458404?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/8627482425329458404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=8627482425329458404&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/8627482425329458404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/8627482425329458404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2009/03/snow.html' title='SNOW'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/Say1_-rNCGI/AAAAAAAAAKE/Csg60k_xSO4/s72-c/IMG_0132.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-13948228655727500</id><published>2009-02-28T02:14:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T02:26:23.782-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/Sajkc5sFJ7I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/7uZ11zRNptc/s1600-h/manny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307743346029307826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/Sajkc5sFJ7I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/7uZ11zRNptc/s400/manny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My name is Manny.  I am very rich.  I am SO rich;, I get bored sometimes with my richness.  I thought at one time that I wanted to be 45 million dollars richer;  and then I thought, "No".  I met this guy named George.  He has a really cool grill thing.  He grills hot dogs.  I Like hot dogs.  I think I'd like to give up baseball for hot dogs.  That would be cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-13948228655727500?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/13948228655727500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=13948228655727500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/13948228655727500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/13948228655727500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2009/02/hi_28.html' title='Hi!'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/Sajkc5sFJ7I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/7uZ11zRNptc/s72-c/manny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-7437732311894641800</id><published>2009-02-25T23:21:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T00:30:33.214-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lent</title><content type='html'>I'm Lutheran. Which means that I'm pretty comfortable with the choices I make and how I deal with the repercussions of said choices. With that said; I'm very leary of the whole Catholic thing where you have to do all your sinning by midnight on a Tuesday. And then give stuff up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm for sinning all the time and never giving anything up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think there's a special spot in Heaven for me.....:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-7437732311894641800?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/7437732311894641800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=7437732311894641800&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/7437732311894641800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/7437732311894641800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2009/02/lent.html' title='Lent'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-2891142903796278906</id><published>2008-12-12T23:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T00:10:25.448-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bettie Page</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/SUM_rs4Uf7I/AAAAAAAAAJA/OY1K1F9zf2s/s1600-h/betty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279133208222662578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 129px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 84px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/SUM_rs4Uf7I/AAAAAAAAAJA/OY1K1F9zf2s/s400/betty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4/22/23 - 12/11/08&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I was not trying to be shocking, or to be a pioneer. I wasn't trying to change society, or to be ahead of my time. I didn't think of myself as liberated, and I don't believe that I did anything important. I was just myself. I didn't know any other way to be, or any other way to live."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/6976219-2891142903796278906?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/2891142903796278906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=2891142903796278906&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/2891142903796278906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/2891142903796278906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2008/12/bettie-page.html' title='Bettie Page'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/SUM_rs4Uf7I/AAAAAAAAAJA/OY1K1F9zf2s/s72-c/betty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-9131493721013493456</id><published>2008-12-06T01:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T01:45:02.074-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn.....</title><content type='html'>OJ....such an innocent.  How did he ever get caught up in all this blackmailing business??  He was such a good golfer.  And a good airport-runner back in the day.  It's hard to watch someone like that go down....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I jest&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-9131493721013493456?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/9131493721013493456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=9131493721013493456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/9131493721013493456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/9131493721013493456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2008/12/damn.html' title='Damn.....'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-8409644041958731145</id><published>2008-11-29T22:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T22:27:26.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/STIHy_xRq_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/2nwx3o0wNUY/s1600-h/You_Scare_Kitty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274286686297238514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 365px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/STIHy_xRq_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/2nwx3o0wNUY/s400/You_Scare_Kitty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like that sometimes....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-8409644041958731145?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/8409644041958731145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=8409644041958731145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/8409644041958731145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/8409644041958731145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2008/11/yeah.html' title='Yeah'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/STIHy_xRq_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/2nwx3o0wNUY/s72-c/You_Scare_Kitty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-5121680068135282341</id><published>2008-11-17T20:25:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T22:13:16.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm thinking....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/SSIpJEeW1dI/AAAAAAAAAIg/gdNefrot_GY/s1600-h/fingers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269819749773530578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 72px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 127px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/SSIpJEeW1dI/AAAAAAAAAIg/gdNefrot_GY/s400/fingers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;that, when I'm a billionaire; I'm going to buy a professional basketball team, a cable network, and a 24,000 square foot home. But, just to ensure I have enough money; I'm going to do a little insider trading. Because I can. Who's gonna know? I'll feel really terrible about the money I lost in fines to the NBA for criticizing the league and the refs. I gotta make my money back somehow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cuban is a joke. The SEC has been investigating him for two years and have now filed charges. I'm assuming they've got their "ducks in a row". Why else would they wait this long to file charges? Cuban denying all charges and saying the investigation was "a product of gross abuse of prosecutorial discretion" is an insult to, well, EVERYONE'S intelligence. That's just fancy talk for, "I think the SEC is being mean to me for no reason." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;______________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being a sports lover, I have to say that I do enjoy having sports news at my finger-tips 24/7. But, I want to hear viable news. I don't want to hear trivial bull shit. I understand that there are umpteen different sports channels that need to find stuff to report 24 hours a day. And they may have to fill in the gaps with speculation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With that being said; does anyone REALLY care that McNabb wasn't aware of the NFL overtime rules? I have to admit that I find it a little &lt;little&gt;weird. Like me not knowing, as a bartender, that serving someone alot of drinks may get them drunk. But, it's really apples &amp;amp; oranges because it's not like the out-come of the game would have been any different. They both sucked. It just drove me crazy that ESPN was all over his interview when he admitted not being aware. Ala Vince Young leaving his cell phone at home. I actually saw a tag-line on ESPN1 (not 2, News, or U) before I left work that said, "Are we making too much of McNabb not knowing?" That tells me they know they're making too much of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;____________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm very happy my Tigers posted against Duke. I'm happy the 3rd-string and the Water-boys got to play. I'm happy we're still bowl-eligible. I'm just plain happy. Here's hoping we can pull it out against Virginia &amp;amp; USC. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;____________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;peace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-5121680068135282341?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/5121680068135282341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=5121680068135282341&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/5121680068135282341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/5121680068135282341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-thinking.html' title='I&apos;m thinking....'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/SSIpJEeW1dI/AAAAAAAAAIg/gdNefrot_GY/s72-c/fingers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-5180353497880268258</id><published>2008-11-15T21:35:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T21:52:09.005-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/SR-Ir4LLZCI/AAAAAAAAAIY/fifDzCgFpQ0/s1600-h/carl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269080376441791522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 102px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/SR-Ir4LLZCI/AAAAAAAAAIY/fifDzCgFpQ0/s400/carl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"So I jump ship in Hong Kong and make my way over to Tibet, and I get on as a looper at a course over in the Himalayas. A looper, you know, a caddy, a looper, a jock. So, I tell them I'm a pro jock, and who do you think they give me? The Dalai Lama, himself. Twelfth son of the Lama. The flowing robes, the grace, bald... striking. So, I'm on the first tee with him. I give him the driver. He hauls off and whacks one - big hitter, the Lama - long, into a ten-thousand foot crevasse, right at the base of this glacier. Do you know what the Lama says? Gunga galunga... gunga, gunga-galunga. So we finish the eighteenth and he's gonna stiff me. And I say, "Hey, Lama, hey, how about a little something, you know, for the effort, you know." And he says, "Oh, uh, there won't be any money, but when you die, on your deathbed, you will receive total consciousness." So I got that goin' for me, which is nice. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Carl Spackler&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-5180353497880268258?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/5180353497880268258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=5180353497880268258&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/5180353497880268258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/5180353497880268258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-i-jump-ship-in-hong-kong-and-make-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/SR-Ir4LLZCI/AAAAAAAAAIY/fifDzCgFpQ0/s72-c/carl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-7605886425578253205</id><published>2008-11-13T23:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T00:19:59.485-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW</title><content type='html'>It's an acronym.  If you are in-the-know;  you know that this is a very happy day for me!  The expansion for WOW came out at 12am.  And I pre-bought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...........I show up at Best Buy this evening to cash in my pre-bought receipt for WOW.  The Xpac.  All the displays are empty.  I'm actually behind the game because I was not at Best Buy last night for their Grand Sale.  At midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I couldn't find what I was looking for; so, I tackled a guy with a Best Buy uniform and asked him, "What's up?  No WOW WOTLK?"  I am waving around my receipt like a crazy person.  "I Have Dibs, Goddamnit!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  This man is Tired.....He is SO tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  He has been dealing with crazy-ass WOW freaks all day.  He has nothing left for me.  Except that little WOW xpac in the box underneath the display case.  Which I snatched out of his hands like it was on FIRE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Level 70 Night Elf Hunter in Suramar.&lt;br /&gt;  My cat's name is Max&lt;br /&gt;.  He'll kick your ass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-7605886425578253205?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/7605886425578253205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=7605886425578253205&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/7605886425578253205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/7605886425578253205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2008/11/wow.html' title='WOW'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-836519316140077361</id><published>2008-11-10T22:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T22:03:28.921-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/SRj1qhKp9pI/AAAAAAAAAII/yCxSv-09WFw/s1600-h/richard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267229875016169106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 110px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 110px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/SRj1qhKp9pI/AAAAAAAAAII/yCxSv-09WFw/s400/richard.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Leave the gun.  Take the cannoli."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Peter Clemenza&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-836519316140077361?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/836519316140077361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=836519316140077361&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/836519316140077361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/836519316140077361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2008/11/leave-gun.html' title=''/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/SRj1qhKp9pI/AAAAAAAAAII/yCxSv-09WFw/s72-c/richard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-7364500113355821401</id><published>2008-11-06T23:43:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T00:13:48.524-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You God......</title><content type='html'>...it's OVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so fucking happy the election is over. If you live in the DC area; I'm sure you can relate. And if you work in a bar in the DC area; I'm sure you can read my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have suffered through 2 years of people trying to bait me. Trying to get me involved in political discussions that I did not want to be in. I have made it very clear that I do not discuss politics over my bar. Yet, people still tried. And it drove me crazy! I knew that as soon as I gave any idea to someone about which side I was on; it was going to cost me. Cost me money. Someone that doesn't agree with my political views is not going to tip me. That's why I just don't discuss it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's been funny. My regulars have been trying to find out how I voted. Every time someone asks, I tell them I "wrote in" someone. And I give a different name each time: Axl Rose, Hunter Thompson, Joe Perry, Cecil Mills, Jack Kerouac. I'm thinking they'll eventually stop asking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-7364500113355821401?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/7364500113355821401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=7364500113355821401&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/7364500113355821401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/7364500113355821401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2008/11/thank-you-god.html' title='Thank You God......'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-9097917863001748190</id><published>2008-10-29T23:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T23:22:42.316-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yawn..</title><content type='html'>..um...OK...I'm up!   um......what?.....someone won the World Series?    Cool....  Shut out the light, will ya?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-9097917863001748190?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/9097917863001748190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=9097917863001748190&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/9097917863001748190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/9097917863001748190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2008/10/yawn.html' title='Yawn..'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-1095572275848757977</id><published>2008-10-27T23:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T23:19:47.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"On second thought,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/SQaShzsnwbI/AAAAAAAAAIA/YzEuDObyajo/s1600-h/kingarthor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262054324139704754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 99px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 84px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/SQaShzsnwbI/AAAAAAAAAIA/YzEuDObyajo/s400/kingarthor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;let's not go to Camelot. It is a silly place."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-King Arthur&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-1095572275848757977?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/1095572275848757977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=1095572275848757977&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/1095572275848757977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/1095572275848757977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2008/10/on-second-thought.html' title='&quot;On second thought,'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/SQaShzsnwbI/AAAAAAAAAIA/YzEuDObyajo/s72-c/kingarthor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-2760326589731291044</id><published>2008-10-23T23:22:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T23:26:51.719-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Du jour</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/SQFNwv0WGQI/AAAAAAAAAH4/9cjj8fheIbo/s1600-h/itsback.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260571339610528002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 352px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 309px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/SQFNwv0WGQI/AAAAAAAAAH4/9cjj8fheIbo/s400/itsback.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cartoon making the rounds today AMB (aka At My Bar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace&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/6976219-2760326589731291044?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/2760326589731291044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=2760326589731291044&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/2760326589731291044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/2760326589731291044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2008/10/du-jour.html' title='Du jour'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/SQFNwv0WGQI/AAAAAAAAAH4/9cjj8fheIbo/s72-c/itsback.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-5155305296605665990</id><published>2008-10-17T23:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T00:27:24.444-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome...</title><content type='html'>listening to all the stories today.  People telling me what they were doing last night while the Red Sox were going down in history.  I had given up on them.  I'm ashamed to say that I switched channels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I was sitting right here writing about my thoughts on Pac-Man when my Dad called me to see if I was watching the game.  He doesn't even like baseball.  He's only been watching it for the past week because he knows I like baseball.  Well, because he knows I like the Sox.  When he told me it was tied up, I thought he was joking.  And it was a really bad joke.  And my Dad is not a jokester.  Knowing that; I knew he was serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Thank you, Dad, for making sure that I saw one of the greatest comebacks in MLB history!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be at Ramparts tomorrow night for game 6.  I will have on my blue shirt and my blue hat.  I will be drinking beer from my right and smoking cigs from my left.  I will never cross my legs above the ankle.  I will only do shots with my left hand.  I will "air-kiss" from the left.   "High-Fives" with left hand only.  "Hip-checks" will also only be done on the left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Sox will win because all of my neurotic, superstition-driven," can't-stand-if-the-Phillies-win"; -  dribble actually means something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Sox!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps...I'm nothing if not superstitious&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-5155305296605665990?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/5155305296605665990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=5155305296605665990&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/5155305296605665990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/5155305296605665990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2008/10/awesome.html' title='Awesome...'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-7805102125042255794</id><published>2008-10-16T22:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T23:27:18.461-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Turn the lights out...</title><content type='html'>Please! Please turn the lights out. The show is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about you; but, I am so happy that Pac-Man is gone. At least for 4 weeks. Maybe more. I was surprised that Dallas opted not to discipline him over his latest indiscretion. I was not surprised that Goodell did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand Dallas' position. They didn't necessarily try to sweep it all under the rug. "They" (whoever They are. GM? Head Coach? Legal team?) did an internal investigation and determined that Jones did not break any of the conditions of his contract. Simply because no charges were filed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry. I have to interrupt this post to say: GO SOX!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Just won 8-7 bottom of the 9th!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-7805102125042255794?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/7805102125042255794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=7805102125042255794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/7805102125042255794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/7805102125042255794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2008/10/turn-lights-out.html' title='Turn the lights out...'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-7087271227261360021</id><published>2008-10-16T22:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T22:05:58.912-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/SPgAb0n2w-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/_BaFfGbBGFE/s1600-h/damone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257953042937332706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/SPgAb0n2w-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/_BaFfGbBGFE/s320/damone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;" First of all Rat, you never let on how much you like a girl. "Oh, Debbie. Hi." Two, you always call the shots. "Kiss me. You won't regret it." Now three, act like wherever you are, that's the place to be. "Isn't this great?" Four, when ordering food, you find out what she wants, then order for the both of you. It's a classy move. "Now, the lady will have the linguini and white clam sauce, and a Coke with no ice." And five, now this is the most important, Rat. When it comes down to making out, whenever possible, put on side one of Led Zeppelin IV. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Mike Damone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-7087271227261360021?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/7087271227261360021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=7087271227261360021&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/7087271227261360021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/7087271227261360021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2008/10/first-of-all-rat-you-never-let-on-how.html' title=''/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/SPgAb0n2w-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/_BaFfGbBGFE/s72-c/damone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-5321915187567894730</id><published>2008-10-13T23:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T23:29:07.108-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's official.</title><content type='html'>I'm working on some bad Karma right now. My fantasy team just lost by 1. That's right. One point. I went into tonights game back by 21. With Manning &amp;amp; Jacobs playing. My opponent was done last night. He didn't set his line-up, so it was like my 9 players against his 6. I was expecting AT LEAST 21 from Manning alone. All I needed was 12 more at half-time. At one point, we were tied. Then Manning threw another interception. -1 for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've switched up my strategy. I am not watching the Sox game tomorrow night. I will not be taking phone calls or texts during that time. I'm going to wear my blue hat all night. Reverse psychology; if you will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow...I obviously need to re-think my priorities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-5321915187567894730?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/5321915187567894730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=5321915187567894730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/5321915187567894730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/5321915187567894730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-official.html' title='It&apos;s official.'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6976219.post-8188989013766149711</id><published>2008-10-13T20:56:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T21:23:17.882-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am convinced...</title><content type='html'>that there is some alien entity out there in the galaxy that has picked me to study. This course of study includes trying to make my head explode. First they make Clemson lose to WF. They make the Sox lose in an excruciating 5 1/2 hour 11 inning game in Florida. They make Bowden resign. And THEN, make the Sox lose in Boston 9-1. I was thinking it may be over; but my Fantasy team is behind 12 points right now. I have Manning &amp;amp; Jacobs. They're not looking that great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you happen to be walking behind me and see this guy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256825274537953474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/SPP-vD8hSMI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/43idk8UftiQ/s320/alien.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Shoot him because I think he's trying to hurt me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;__________________________&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's the only explanation I can come up with.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;__________________________&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6976219-8188989013766149711?l=scarlettohara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/feeds/8188989013766149711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6976219&amp;postID=8188989013766149711&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/8188989013766149711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6976219/posts/default/8188989013766149711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlettohara.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-am-convinced.html' title='I am convinced...'/><author><name>Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380180603003217170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/R6FFI0y9HPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mySQAlljDVI/S220/2400-1416_b~High-Heels-Posters.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bYY6XoMu3YI/SPP-vD8hSMI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/43idk8UftiQ/s72-c/alien.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
