<?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-12084342</id><updated>2012-01-29T15:56:10.809-07:00</updated><category term='pictures'/><category term='dishcloth'/><category term='answers'/><category term='frog'/><category term='constipation'/><category term='babies'/><category term='funny'/><category term='news'/><category term='dislikes'/><category term='movies'/><category term='books'/><category term='likes'/><category term='loom'/><category term='lists'/><category term='motard'/><category term='France'/><category term='musing'/><category term='relationships'/><category term='art'/><category term='crack'/><category term='cross stitch'/><category term='crazy'/><category term='loves'/><category term='hitler'/><category term='censorship'/><category term='leadership'/><category term='sex'/><category term='cleanse'/><category term='wordle'/><category term='dancing'/><category term='karate'/><category term='charity'/><category term='celebrities'/><category term='Knitting Nightmares'/><category term='Paris'/><category term='sports'/><category term='sale'/><category term='rant'/><category term='Helium'/><category term='meme'/><category term='reading'/><category term='law'/><category term='politics'/><category term='random'/><category term='Daily Blurb'/><category term='store'/><category term='shit'/><category term='music'/><category term='hate'/><category term='links'/><category term='UFO&apos;s'/><category term='crafts'/><category term='life'/><category term='Etsy'/><category term='sexual harassment'/><category term='diet'/><category term='Daily Question'/><category term='dojo'/><category term='knitting'/><category term='wierd'/><category term='about me'/><category term='dye'/><category term='yarn'/><category term='fear'/><category term='love'/><category term='drugs'/><title type='text'>KitKatsKnits</title><subtitle type='html'>My blog about my trials with knitting.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>140</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-2087157048591096939</id><published>2010-03-16T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T08:00:03.001-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Totally Tubular Tuesdays</title><content type='html'>I just love how at about 0:23 you see the guy opening the van say Fuck! about the hippies with heads full of zombie.  Totally awesome early music video.&lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt;It's Land Down Under by Men at Work&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DNT7uZf7lew&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DNT7uZf7lew&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-2087157048591096939?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/2087157048591096939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=2087157048591096939&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/2087157048591096939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/2087157048591096939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2010/03/totally-tubular-tuesdays_16.html' title='Totally Tubular Tuesdays'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-5023986521753936993</id><published>2010-03-10T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:01.334-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cleanse'/><title type='text'>Starting Master Cleanse</title><content type='html'>I have decided I am tired of all the crap, figuratively and literally, in my body.  Therefore I have decided to do The Master Clease.  For those of you that don't know that's the lemon juice, maple syrup, cayenne pepper cleanse that you're on for 10 days, in an ideal world.  I don't know exactly how long I'm going to make it but I'm going to try for the whole 10 days.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I've got all the ingredients and am going to start in the morning.  I am currently at 5'7" and 185lbs.  That's a BMI of 29 which is just under obese.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The BMI categories are:&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;    * Underweight = &amp;lt;18.5&lt;br/&gt;    * Normal weight = 18.5-24.9&lt;br/&gt;    * Overweight = 25-29.9&lt;br/&gt;    * Obesity = BMI of 30 or greater&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;You can calculate your BMI &lt;a href="http://nhlbisupport.com/bmi/bmicalc.htm" target="_window"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  If you'd like to do the cleanse as well I would suggest doing a lot of research before you start.  There are several days which can be unpleasant to say the least.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-5023986521753936993?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/5023986521753936993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=5023986521753936993&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/5023986521753936993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/5023986521753936993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2010/03/starting-master-cleanse.html' title='Starting Master Cleanse'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-7781393283315751835</id><published>2010-03-09T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:01.336-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Totally Tubular Tuesdays</title><content type='html'>How can you NOT love this song.  With it's awesome catchy beat.  I've always loved the German version better than the English.  So here it is in all it's awesome German glory.  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Neun und Neunzig Luftballons by Nena&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9whehyybLqU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9whehyybLqU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-7781393283315751835?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/7781393283315751835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=7781393283315751835&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/7781393283315751835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/7781393283315751835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2010/03/totally-tubular-tuesdays_09.html' title='Totally Tubular Tuesdays'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-3004479877575800975</id><published>2010-03-02T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:01.337-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Totally Tubular Tuesdays</title><content type='html'>Another quintessential 80's band here.  Slightly different fan base but most of the same teen and pre-teen girls wetting their panties for these guys.  Probably not their most recognized hit but still a good song.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;It's Duran Duran with The Reflex&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/caTXbSZ1SzM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/caTXbSZ1SzM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-3004479877575800975?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/3004479877575800975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=3004479877575800975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/3004479877575800975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/3004479877575800975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2010/03/totally-tubular-tuesdays.html' title='Totally Tubular Tuesdays'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-276820777103605123</id><published>2010-02-23T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:01.340-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Totally Tubular Tuesdays</title><content type='html'>So it's not her most famous song.  There are no aliens eating cars in this one.  However I like this one better.  The lyrics are much better and I like the message I get from it.  No matter how bad things are you can keep moving on.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;It's Blondie with The Tide is High.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ppYgrdJ0pWk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ppYgrdJ0pWk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-276820777103605123?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/276820777103605123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=276820777103605123&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/276820777103605123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/276820777103605123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2010/02/totally-tubular-tuesdays_23.html' title='Totally Tubular Tuesdays'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-7839524810405946232</id><published>2010-02-22T08:45:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:10:40.428-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>10 Names That Aren't All That Awesome</title><content type='html'>So I was trying to come up with an idea for this weeks list and couldn't think of anything.  So I plagiarized part of 2 lists from Parents.com  They had the top 10 of each sex and I am only posting the top 5 of each.  So here there are in order of popularity with my own comments thrown in for fun.

Girls

&lt;ol&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isabella/Isabel/Bella&lt;/strong&gt; - Really ladies?  We can't find better names for our girls than one popularized by a series of books about Sparkly vampires?  Especially since the girl is obsessed with being a vampires housewife.  A perfect Mormon woman whose name means devoted to God.
&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Emily&lt;/strong&gt; - I've never really liked this name.  The last Emily I met was in karate class and she was a "pacifist" who liked causing pain on her practice partners.  I've never met any Emily's who were industrious or striving for anything.
&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elizabeth&lt;/strong&gt; - Liz, Lizzie, Beth, Ellie.  Why should you have a name that can be shortened so many ways?  And the only really good Elizabeth's I've ever even heard of were Queen Elizabeth I, and Elizabeth Barrett Browning.  If you're going to give your child a biblical name pick one that doesn't mean my God is an oath.
&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ava&lt;/strong&gt; - I can't hear this name and not think of the Smashing Pumpkins.
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With a song that includes not only your daughters name but lyrics like
&lt;p&gt;And you'll always be my whore
Cause you're the one that I adore
And I'll pull your crooked teeth
You'll be perfect just like me &lt;/p&gt;
How can you expect your child to ever turn out normal?  Also if you insist on naming your child "like a bird" prepare for a lifetime of eating disorders.
&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Olivia&lt;/strong&gt; - I hear Olivia and I think of a little blue haired grandma in a rocking chair knitting or something.  I do not think cute little girl.  I know there are quite a few Olivia's in the world.  Olivia Newton-John perhaps being the most famous.  I'd have to say that this is by far, however, my least disliked name on this list.  I would possibly have considered it for my future daughter if it weren't for the meaning.  Olive tree.  Really?  If you're going to name your daughter after a tree pick a better one.  Like Willow or Rowan.  Not something that is poisonous unless treated for at minimum a month before they're edible.
&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;

Boys

&lt;ol&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aidan&lt;/strong&gt; - This one's not too bad actually.  I just don't like how many different ways there are to spell it.  Just on the website I stole these from there are 11 different ways to spell this one name.  It does have a cool meaning though.  Little fire.
&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jayden/Jaden&lt;/strong&gt; - Yet another biblical name on the list.  This time it means God has heard.  So, appropriate if you've been praying to get pregnant.  However like Aidan there are too many different ways to spell this name.  17 different variations on this one.
&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Michael&lt;/strong&gt; - My first real boyfriend was a Michael.  You know what I called him behind his back?  Mikey.  I've never really liked the name since.  If you're going to name your child after an Angel though why not go with the biggest and baddest of them all.  The one that led the army for god.
&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jacob&lt;/strong&gt; - Yet another name made popular by sparkly vampires.  This time however NOT the lead.  I'm surprised Edward didn't make the list but the werewolf did.  According to the meaning though this name is only appropriate if you have twins and Jacob is born second.
&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ethan&lt;/strong&gt; - Firm and steadfast?  I've never actually met any Ethans in my life so I can't really say if this is true or not.  But still I can't help but think of unemployed slackers when I read/hear this name.  Remember this?
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Not exactly my picture of firm or steadfast.
&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;

As always some of the comments are made purely for comedic purposes.  I know that what you name your child only in part influences how they'll turn out.

&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.abdpbt.com/?cat=148"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.abdpbt.com/listbutton.jpg" alt="listbutton" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-7839524810405946232?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/7839524810405946232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=7839524810405946232&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/7839524810405946232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/7839524810405946232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2010/02/10-names-that-aren-all-that-awesome.html' title='10 Names That Aren&amp;#39;t All That Awesome'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-4972709973267243886</id><published>2010-02-16T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:01.344-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Totally Tubular Tuesdays</title><content type='html'>By far one of my favorite 80's songs.  I only wish it had a more poppy sound so the local 80's cover band would play it on Saturdays.  Oh well.  I guess I'll just have to survive without it there, but I can have it here.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;It's Tears for Fears with Everybody Wants to Rule the World.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FOA4ixV-3jU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FOA4ixV-3jU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-4972709973267243886?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/4972709973267243886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=4972709973267243886&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/4972709973267243886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/4972709973267243886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2010/02/totally-tubular-tuesdays_16.html' title='Totally Tubular Tuesdays'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-6045997655843334262</id><published>2010-02-09T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:01.347-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Totally Tubular Tuesdays</title><content type='html'>Todays hit has by far one of the most bizarre videos to accompany the music.  However the music and lyrics don't make much sense either.  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;It is awesome though to picture little people running through fields singing and dancing dressed in ren faire garb.  If you haven't already guessed what today's video is it's Safety Dance by Men Without Hats.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HcOZ6xFxJqg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HcOZ6xFxJqg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-6045997655843334262?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/6045997655843334262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=6045997655843334262&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/6045997655843334262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/6045997655843334262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2010/02/totally-tubular-tuesdays_09.html' title='Totally Tubular Tuesdays'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-4980387436615801310</id><published>2010-02-02T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:01.349-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Totally Tubular Tuesdays</title><content type='html'>Here it is the quintessential 80's band and video.  The awesome hair, the awesome use of mirrors in the video, the crazy make-up.  It has it all.  As well as an annoyingly catchy chorus.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;It's I Ran by Flock of Seagulls&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uUjIA3Rt7gk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uUjIA3Rt7gk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-4980387436615801310?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/4980387436615801310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=4980387436615801310&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/4980387436615801310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/4980387436615801310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2010/02/totally-tubular-tuesdays.html' title='Totally Tubular Tuesdays'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-6963796056283351284</id><published>2010-01-26T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:01.350-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Totally Tubular Tuesday</title><content type='html'>Again not technically an 80's hit as it came out in '79, however it was popular enough and fits the 80's pop genre well enough that I'm including it here.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;It's Video Killed the Radio Star by Buggles.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Iwuy4hHO3YQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Iwuy4hHO3YQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-6963796056283351284?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/6963796056283351284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=6963796056283351284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/6963796056283351284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/6963796056283351284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2010/01/totally-tubular-tuesday_26.html' title='Totally Tubular Tuesday'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-3812029259560206868</id><published>2010-01-19T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:01.352-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Totally Tubular Tuesday</title><content type='html'>Another weekly installment of Totally Tubular Tuesdays here.  We were going to be playing White Wedding today, however not ONE of the videos on youtube that are of the actual video are embeddable.  So instead we get pop sugar. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;It's I Want Candy by Bow Wow Wow&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aMICD3aMZpw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aMICD3aMZpw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-3812029259560206868?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/3812029259560206868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=3812029259560206868&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/3812029259560206868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/3812029259560206868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2010/01/totally-tubular-tuesday.html' title='Totally Tubular Tuesday'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-3699026568569005545</id><published>2010-01-12T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:01.354-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Totally Tubular Tuesdays Are Back!</title><content type='html'>I bet you thought I forgot all about my awesome 80's tributes.  Bet you thought you'd never see them again.  But here we have the next Totally Tubular Tuesday installment.  Nearly a year after the last one but it's here.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Today we have a great love ballad from the 80's.  One I loved and sang all the words to when ever Rick Dees in the morning played it on KIIS FM in LA.  It's True by Spandau Ballet.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ct8XyN3ODo4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ct8XyN3ODo4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-3699026568569005545?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/3699026568569005545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=3699026568569005545&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/3699026568569005545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/3699026568569005545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2010/01/totally-tubular-tuesdays-are-back.html' title='Totally Tubular Tuesdays Are Back!'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-4190951297399259898</id><published>2010-01-11T02:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:01.357-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charity'/><title type='text'>46 Reasons to Donate to Love146</title><content type='html'>So I haven't done this in quite a while.  Monday's a list day.  At least according to Anna at &lt;a href="http://www.abdpbt.com" target="_window"&gt;abdpbt.com&lt;/a&gt;.  I participated for a while and then I stopped.  Right around the time I stopped blogging on a regular basis the last time.  Today however I have found something worth creating a list for.  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;So here it is.  46 reasons to &lt;a href="http://www.firstgiving.com/katrinajoylove146" target="_window"&gt;donate&lt;/a&gt; to &lt;a href="http://www.love146.org" target="_window"&gt;Love146&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;For your daughters&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;For your mother&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;For your sister&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;For your niece&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Because you never had to go through this&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Because you did&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;So no child will ever have to suffer through sexual exploitation again&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;For little girl number 146&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;For the two children sold every 60 seconds&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Because there are more slaves today than there were 150 years ago when it was abolished&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;For the over 100,000 children forced into prostitution or pornography each year&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;For all the girls that "lose" their virginity multiple times&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;For all the abortions that these girls are forced to undergo&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;For the little girl that was sold by her sister to a brothel&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;For that same little girl that was forced to watch sex tapes and other girls service clients to learn the business&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;For "Cristiano" who sold himself for $1 to survive from the age of 8&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;For "Maly" who was gang raped at 11 while scrounging for food&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;For all the girls that are routinely electrocuted if they don't comply&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;For all the girls that are forced to live in underground concrete rooms under conditions worse than our prisons&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;For Long Pross who had her eye gouged out for asking for a few days rest after a forced abortion at 4 months&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Because human beings are not commodities&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Because children should not be for sale&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;So pedophiles from the west don't have anywhere to escape to&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Because Martin Luther King Jr. said, "Justice at its best is love correcting everything that stands against love."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;For the 99% of European victims that are never rescued&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Because the legal age for sex in the Czech Republic is 15&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Because those same girls are sold for as little as 15 Euro (approximately $22 US)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Because you believe that change IS possible&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Because there are better ways to live&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Because we are spoiled in America&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Because I am willing to be offended so that children can be protected, are you?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Because the average age that someone enters prostitution in the U.S. is 13&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Because an estimated 200,000 to 300,000 adolescents are sexually exploited annually in the U.S.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Because human trafficking is the fastest-growing criminal industry in the world&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Because they're earning an estimated USD$5 billion to $9 billion annually&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Because the children are treated as sexual objects and as commercial objects&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Because children aren't objects&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Because these children often suffer irreparable damage to their physical and mental health&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Because they face early pregnancy and risk sexually transmitted diseases, particularly AIDS&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Because child sex trafficking is often only treated as a form of child abuse&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Because children make up 40% of prostitutes in Thailand&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Because it is estimated that 2 million children are exploited in prostitution or pornography every year&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Because it is estimated that there are 60,000 child prostitutes in the Philippines&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Because many of the 200 brothels in the notorious Angeles City offer children for sex&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Because one-third of runaway youths in America will be lured into prostitution within 48 hours on the streets&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finally, because it's the right thing to do.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;This list was originally going to be longer.  However, the more research I did the more my heart hurt and I had to stop or I was going to be non-functional for a while.  I know that this is a very depressing list however it is something that I feel very strongly about and needed to share with all of you.  If we don't know it's going on in the world how can we ever expect to stop these atrocities.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Even if it's only one dollar please visit my &lt;a href="http://www.firstgiving.com/katrinajoylove146" target="_window"&gt;Firstgiving&lt;/a&gt; page and help do something to stop this horrendous practice.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.abdpbt.com/?cat=148"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.abdpbt.com/listbutton.jpg" alt="listbutton" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-4190951297399259898?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/4190951297399259898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=4190951297399259898&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/4190951297399259898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/4190951297399259898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2010/01/46-reasons-to-donate-to-love146.html' title='46 Reasons to Donate to Love146'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-4903299767277399837</id><published>2009-12-30T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:01.360-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knitting'/><title type='text'>Scarf and something closer to my heart</title><content type='html'>So the scarf was completed on 12/27/09 and is about 12 feet long.  My honey loves it and wears it every time we go outside.  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;As for what's closer to my heart.  I am a big fan of &lt;a href="http://cakewrecks.blogspot.com" target="_window"&gt;CakeWrecks&lt;/a&gt;.  Recently they decided to do fund-raising for the Christmas season.  One charity per day and a request of a $1 donation to each charity.  One of the charities they featured was an organization called &lt;a href="http://love146.org" target="_window"&gt;Love 146&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I read the &lt;a href="http://love146.org/love-story" target="_window"&gt;story&lt;/a&gt; of how they got their name then cried for a while.  Then I got mad and decided to do something about it.  I started a &lt;a href="http://firstgiving.com" target="_window"&gt;FirstGiving&lt;/a&gt; page.  You can go &lt;a href="http://www.firstgiving.com/katrinajoylove146" target="_window"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to donate.  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I challenge you to read that story above and not find something to donate.  Check your couch cushions, dig all the change out of your car, take in all those soda cans you have laying around the house.  Every little bit helps abolish the child sex trafficking that they're fighting.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;If you know me in real life and don't have a credit card, or don't feel comfortable using it online, you can give me cash and I can add the funds myself.  I'll make sure your name is credited.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-4903299767277399837?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/4903299767277399837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=4903299767277399837&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/4903299767277399837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/4903299767277399837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2009/12/scarf-and-something-closer-to-my-heart.html' title='Scarf and something closer to my heart'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-1475639656871675241</id><published>2009-12-22T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:01.362-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knitting'/><title type='text'>Latest on Scarf</title><content type='html'>Not much progress since the last update.  Only 9% progess in 3 days.  Maybe he was right and it won't be done by Christmas.  Damn it all to hell!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://wittylittleknitter.com/scarfimg.php?&amp;amp;flip=y&amp;amp;showpercent=y&amp;amp;season=wlk12&amp;amp;percent=58.3'&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-1475639656871675241?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/1475639656871675241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=1475639656871675241&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/1475639656871675241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/1475639656871675241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2009/12/latest-on-scarf.html' title='Latest on Scarf'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-5095655422605344949</id><published>2009-12-19T02:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:01.364-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knitting'/><title type='text'>Scarf Update</title><content type='html'>What I have accomplished in the last 2 days of knitting.  I am now, as you can see below, at 49.3% completion on the scarf.  And he didn't think it'd be done in time for Christmas.  Silly man.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://wittylittleknitter.com/scarfimg.php?&amp;amp;flip=y&amp;amp;showpercent=y&amp;amp;season=wlk12&amp;amp;percent=49.3'&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-5095655422605344949?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/5095655422605344949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=5095655422605344949&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/5095655422605344949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/5095655422605344949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2009/12/scarf-update.html' title='Scarf Update'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-6790039202497280977</id><published>2009-12-16T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:01.365-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knitting'/><title type='text'>Dr. Who Scarf</title><content type='html'>So my man decided a little bit ago that he wanted a Dr. Who Scarf.  You know like the one the 4th Dr. wore.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Like this.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.retroist.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/dr-who-scarf.jpg"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I started about 2 weeks ago and then had to stop as I didn't have one of the colors I needed.  At that time I was only at&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://wittylittleknitter.com/scarfimg.php?&amp;amp;flip=y&amp;amp;showpercent=y&amp;amp;season=wlk12&amp;amp;percent=16.3'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Yesterday we got the last color I needed to continue and today I am &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://wittylittleknitter.com/scarfimg.php?&amp;amp;flip=y&amp;amp;showpercent=y&amp;amp;season=wlk12&amp;amp;percent=33.6'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I'll keep you updated as we progress and let you know where I am.  Perhaps eventually you'll get pictures.  However if you're an old reader of this blog you'll know what kind of promise that is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-6790039202497280977?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/6790039202497280977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=6790039202497280977&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/6790039202497280977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/6790039202497280977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2009/12/dr-who-scarf.html' title='Dr. Who Scarf'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-5766501290573922296</id><published>2009-08-11T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:01.366-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charity'/><title type='text'>10 grains at a time</title><content type='html'>I found this really cool site while stumbling tonight.  It's called &lt;a href="http://www.freerice.com" target="_window"&gt;FreeRice.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;It's a trivia site where every correct answer donates 10 grains of rice to hungry people around the world.  Go check it out.  Have some fun pissing yourself off with the incorrect answers and surprising yourself with the correct ones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-5766501290573922296?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/5766501290573922296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=5766501290573922296&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/5766501290573922296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/5766501290573922296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2009/08/10-grains-at-time.html' title='10 grains at a time'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-4928571784479573801</id><published>2009-05-11T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:01.370-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cross stitch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><title type='text'>Almost a month...</title><content type='html'>So I read on some blog earlier today, no I don't remember which one, that if you don't post for a month you're blog is as good as dead.  I realize that I have gone longer periods of time without posting and I'll probably be erratic still in posts to come but hey, you get what you pay for.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;What have I been doing the last month you may ask.  Lots of things.  Some knitting.  But mostly I have rediscovered my original needle passion Cross Stitch.  And like the typical ADD American that I am I have three started and none finished.  The one I have been working on the most is &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3306/3524111712_4f4d3f3a61.jpg"&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I have all of the upper right wing complete and am working on the scroll in the middle now.  I have also started &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3396/3524146960_99af36d29d.jpg"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Sorry but I couldn't find a better picture.  On that one I only have about 100 stitches actually in the cloth.  I have also started &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3337/3523352823_767698f017.jpg"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I have quite a bit of his forehead done and around the eyes.  On the main wolf that is.  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;That's pretty much all that I've been doing other than work and sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-4928571784479573801?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/4928571784479573801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=4928571784479573801&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/4928571784479573801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/4928571784479573801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2009/05/almost-month.html' title='Almost a month...'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3306/3524111712_4f4d3f3a61_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-6263295819978605415</id><published>2009-04-15T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:01.375-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexual harassment'/><title type='text'>More Crazy People</title><content type='html'>I'm telling you guys they're everywhere.  I read yet another crazy story in the paper on my lunch break the other day.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;This time a 13 year old girl was accused by a classmate of having prescription strength ibuprofen on campus.  So get this.  Two school officials strip searched the girl.  That's right STRIP SEARCHED.  A 13 year old girl.  She was forced to remove all her clothing including bra and panties.  Guess what.  They didn't find anything.  That's right.  Not even one pill.  Not one.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The people at the school don't feel they did anything wrong.  In fact there was no disciplinary action taken of any kind.  This girl was emotionally scarred.  She developed ulcers and had to move schools.  The lawyer even said they had "reasonable grounds" for the search.  "Remember," he said, "these were prescription strength Ibuprofen."&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Just outrageous.  I will be sure that my children know it's okay to say no to ANYONE.  To read the full story &lt;a href="http://abcnews.go.com/TheLaw/story?id=4537765&amp;amp;page=1" target="_window"&gt;go here&lt;/a&gt;.  To send the superintendent a piece of your mind you can write:&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Dr. Mark R. Tregaskes&lt;br/&gt;734 W 11th St&lt;br/&gt;Safford, AZ 85546 &lt;br/&gt;928-348-7000&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-6263295819978605415?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/6263295819978605415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=6263295819978605415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/6263295819978605415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/6263295819978605415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2009/04/more-crazy-people.html' title='More Crazy People'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-7218750252575630617</id><published>2009-04-09T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:01.377-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><title type='text'>I See Crazy People...</title><content type='html'>...They're everywhere!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;So this former Nazi guard has made it to the ripe old age of 89 here in the states.  Enjoyed the privileges of citizenship until the year 2002 even.  Now he's being deported back to Germany to stand trial on 29,000 counts of acting as accessory to murder while he was a guard at the Sobibor death camp in Poland.  We all know that most of the people in these camps suffered untold horrors at the hands of their captors.  Torture beyond what most of us can imagine.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Here's the crazy part.  He says that forcing him to travel back to Germany at the frail age of 89 would be, and I quote, "severe physical and mental pain that clearly amount to torture under any reasonable definition of the term."  I'm so sorry that it would be torture for you.  You're right crazy old man.  You DO deserve better than those you stole from, beat, starved, and froze to death.  That's just to name the least of what they had to suffer.  You're life is worth so much more than those 29,000 people that did nothing to deserve what they received.  You don't need to face the consequences of you're actions just because you're old.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;How crazy can people be to support him not being extradited?  He has an attorney defending his right to stay in the states, mind you his citizenship has been revoked.  His family is trying to stop the extradition.  There was even a temporary stop granted by a judge, he revoked that 3 days later.  I'm sure it took him so long because it was the weekend.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Why is it that people think they don't have to pay for their crimes just because they happened decades ago?  Or because they're old and they don't have a lot of time left on this earth?  I just don't understand people.  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;For the full story &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/hostednews/ap/article/ALeqM5hcacQnW1QoBUVrxRqGaCdcjpfytAD97EDQIO3" target="_window"&gt;go here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-7218750252575630617?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/7218750252575630617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=7218750252575630617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/7218750252575630617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/7218750252575630617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-see-crazy-people.html' title='I See Crazy People...'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-8433791257972806140</id><published>2009-03-31T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:01.379-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Totally Tubular Tuesdays</title><content type='html'>Today we have one of the all time greatest hits of the 80's.  So awesome in fact that they spoofed it on an episode of &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GAL05XRn580"&gt;Family Guy&lt;/a&gt;.  It's Take On Me by A-Ha&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xW86DTpWWpM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xW86DTpWWpM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-8433791257972806140?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/8433791257972806140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=8433791257972806140&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/8433791257972806140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/8433791257972806140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2009/03/totally-tubular-tuesdays_31.html' title='Totally Tubular Tuesdays'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-2711444527391183717</id><published>2009-03-25T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:01.381-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><title type='text'>Wednesdays MEMEdays</title><content type='html'>Found this one on the web.  Some of the questions are repeats from previous meme's but that's going to happen.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;1) Favorite object in your room?&lt;br/&gt;My bed.  So warm and comfy.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;2) Do you smoke?&lt;br/&gt;Not any more.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;3) Do you own guns?&lt;br/&gt;Yes.  An H&amp;amp;K 9mm USP and I love it.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;4) What flavor do you add to your drink at Sonic?&lt;br/&gt;None.  I don't get the flavored drinks at Sonic&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;5) Do you get nervous at the doctors?&lt;br/&gt;Nope.  Not even when I went in for surgery.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;6) What do you think of when you hear hot dogs?&lt;br/&gt;Yummy goodness and Wienerschnitzel.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;7) Favorite song?&lt;br/&gt;Can't pick one song.  There are too many to count.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;8.) What do you prefer to drink in the morning?&lt;br/&gt;Diet Pepsi.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;9) Can you do push ups?&lt;br/&gt;Yeppers.  They were a requirement for instructors.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;10) Can you do a chin up?&lt;br/&gt;Don't know.  I haven't tried since Jr. High.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;11) What’s your favorite piece of jewelry?&lt;br/&gt;Don't have one favorite.  I wear several.  If I had to pick one I'd say my CTR ring.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;12) Your pet peeves are?&lt;br/&gt;It would have to be people that say anywayS.  There is no S at the end of that word people.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;13) Ever been in a car wreck?&lt;br/&gt;Yes, several.  The first one when I was 5.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;14) Do you like to work on your Birthday?&lt;br/&gt;I don't like to work period.  However I don't treat my birthday as anything other than a regular day so it doesn't matter if I work on it or not.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;15) What’s one trait that you hate about yourself?&lt;br/&gt;I don't hate anything about myself.  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;16) Are you named after anyone?&lt;br/&gt;I tell people that I'm named after a prostitute.  My mother got my name from Judith Light's character on General Hospital and only after found out that she was playing a prostitute.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;17) Name 3 thoughts at this exact moment.&lt;br/&gt;I'm tired.&lt;br/&gt;I'm hungry even though I just ate a couple of hours ago.&lt;br/&gt;I wish I were at work right now.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;19) Name 3 drinks you drink regularly&lt;br/&gt;Diet Pepsi, Dr. Pepper, and Non-fat milk.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;20)What’s your job?&lt;br/&gt;I am a DCO at the SLC REC for the USPS.  Can you tell it's a government job.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;21) Current hate right now?&lt;br/&gt;Low volume, and consequently low hours, at work.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;23) Do your friend’s love you?&lt;br/&gt;I'm sure in their own way they do.  I haven't ever asked any of them though.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;23) How did you bring in the New Year?&lt;br/&gt;Playing poker at a new friends house til 7 AM.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;24) Where would you like to be right now?&lt;br/&gt;At work.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;25) Name three people who will complete this.&lt;br/&gt;Since I'm not sending this out as an email I've no clue about who'll complete it.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;26) Are you one of those people that thinks and talks about their life being unfair?&lt;br/&gt;Nope.  I know that what my life is right now is what I've made it.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;27) What shirt are you wearing?&lt;br/&gt;Which one?  I'm wearing three.  An wife-beater undershirt, a T-shirt from my trip to Alaska, and a mens thermal shirt that's like 6 sizes too big.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;28) Do you like sleeping on satin sheets?&lt;br/&gt;Sometimes.  But not for long.  They don't breathe.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;29) Can you whistle?&lt;br/&gt;Yes, but not well since I got my tongue pierced.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;32) What songs do you sing in the shower?&lt;br/&gt;I don't.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;33) Favorite girl’s name?&lt;br/&gt;Mine.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;34) Favorite boy’s name?&lt;br/&gt;Fagan&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;35) What’s in your pocket?&lt;br/&gt;Lint&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;36) Last person that made you laugh?&lt;br/&gt;My friend Mike.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;37) Best toy as a child?&lt;br/&gt;Don't remember&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;39) Do you love where you live?&lt;br/&gt;Not really.  It could be better, but it's what fits in my budget.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;40) Do you give good advice?&lt;br/&gt;I usually don't give advice.  I'm more of a listener.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;41) Who is your loudest friend?&lt;br/&gt;I don't really have any loud friends.  I'd say I'm the loudest in our group.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;43) Does someone have a crush on you?&lt;br/&gt;Don't think so, but it's always a possibility.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;44) Favorite part about your weekend?&lt;br/&gt;Not having to work.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;45) What are you gonna do for your next birthday?&lt;br/&gt;Since it's 11 months away I don't have a clue.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;46) Favorite sports team?&lt;br/&gt;The Pittsburgh Penguins.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;48) Where is the next place you want to travel to?&lt;br/&gt;Back to France and all over Europe.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;49) What were you doing 12 AM this morning?&lt;br/&gt;Watching Fearless at a friends house.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;50) What was the first thing you thought of when you woke up?&lt;br/&gt;I can snooze a couple more times before I have to get up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-2711444527391183717?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/2711444527391183717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=2711444527391183717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/2711444527391183717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/2711444527391183717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2009/03/wednesdays-memedays.html' title='Wednesdays MEMEdays'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-5549013904023569857</id><published>2009-03-18T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:01.383-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><title type='text'>Wednesday's MEMEdays Take the Third</title><content type='html'>Take Three.  This one was an email sent by a friend.  She does this frequently.  It has been edited somewhat to remove the email related questions.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;What time is it? - 9:35 PM&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;What's your full name? - Not getting this here.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;What are you most afraid of? - I don't really have any fears.  I'm pretty happy with most aspects of my life and know that I'll eventually get everything I want before I die.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;What is the most recent movie that you have seen at&lt;br/&gt;Home: &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0118178/"&gt;Wish Upon a Star&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Theater: &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1205489/"&gt;Gran Tourino&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Place of birth - La Mirada, CA&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Favorite food - Right now it's Hostess Struessel Cakes&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;What's your natural hair color? - Brown&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ever been a Neat Freak? - Never&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ever been skinny dipping? - Can't say that I have&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Love someone so much it made you cry? - Everyone I've ever loved has been so much that I cried.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Been in a car accident? - Several&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Croutons or bacon bits?  Croutons, bacon bits are nasty unless they're real.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Favorite Day of the Week? - Pay day.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Favorite restaurant?       	&lt;br/&gt;Nice: Hamilton's Steakhouse in Logan, UT&lt;br/&gt;Fast: Mickey D's&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Favorite Flower? - Black Tulips&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Favorite sport to watch? - Hockey&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Favorite drink? - &lt;br/&gt;Alcoholic: White Russian or Tequila&lt;br/&gt;Non-Alcoholic: Diet Pepsi or Dr. Pepper&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Favorite ice cream? - Butter Pecan&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Warner Brothers or Disney? - Disney&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ever been on a ship? - A Couple.  Need to be on more.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;What color is your bedroom carpet? - Boring apartment beige.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;How many times did you fail your driver's test? - Not once.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;What do you do when you are bored? - Usually knit.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;What is your Bedtime? - When I'm tired.  Usually around midnight.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Favorite Television Shows? - Almost anything on Adult Swim&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Last person you went to dinner with? - My Mother&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Park or Zoo? - Duh!  Zoo.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;What are your favorite colors? - Only one.  Purple.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;How many tattoos do you have ? - 5&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;How many pets do you have? - One&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Which came first, the chicken or the egg? - The chicken.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;What do you want to do before you die? -  That list is too long for this&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have you ever been to Hawaii? - No, but that's one of the things I'd like to do before I die.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have you been to countries outside the U.S.? - Yes.  Two, France and Mexico.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;So there you have it.  The latest meme for your learning pleasure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-5549013904023569857?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/5549013904023569857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=5549013904023569857&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/5549013904023569857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/5549013904023569857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2009/03/wednesday-memedays-take-third.html' title='Wednesday&amp;#39;s MEMEdays Take the Third'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-9193325959812043931</id><published>2009-03-10T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:01.385-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Totally Tubular Tuesdays</title><content type='html'>I hate this song, but I have to include it because it was and still is a good song.  I can't tell you the number of times I was asked, "Where are the Waves?", when I was growing up.  I know all the words to this song and sing it whenever I hear it on the radio or in a club, but that doesn't mean I have to like it damn it.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eONhto0x_nI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eONhto0x_nI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-9193325959812043931?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/9193325959812043931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=9193325959812043931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/9193325959812043931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/9193325959812043931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2009/03/totally-tubular-tuesdays_10.html' title='Totally Tubular Tuesdays'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-1480410976775986580</id><published>2009-03-09T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:21.940-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><title type='text'>Motard Monday's</title><content type='html'>Here's your second installment of Motard Monday's.  Enjoy!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Not So Smooth Criminal&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20090307/ap_on_fe_st/odd_back_in_jail"&gt;What?!  I just ran for some smokes.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Another Jackson in the News&lt;a href="http://www.worldleisurejobs.com/newsdetail1.cfm?codeID=113043"&gt;It's not as bad as what Michael's done.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;More Moronic Cops&lt;a href="http://www.thenewstribune.com/293/story/649852.html"&gt;Shorry ocifer.  I think I had too mush to drink!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Hope you enjoyed these and all the other crazy things people have done to amuse us this week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-1480410976775986580?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/1480410976775986580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=1480410976775986580&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/1480410976775986580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/1480410976775986580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2009/03/motard-monday_09.html' title='Motard Monday&amp;#39;s'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-4425580689602265600</id><published>2009-03-05T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:21.941-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><title type='text'>Wednesday's MEMEdays Take Two</title><content type='html'>Okay so like six weeks ago I said I was going to have theme days and Wednesdays would be meme's.  And then I didn't follow up on that promise.  Only posted one meme.  Blah, blah, blah.  Come on guys, if you've read any of the history of my blog you know how I work.  So here's the second installment.  Enjoy.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do you like blue cheese? Ummmm, let me think.  Yes!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have you ever smoked a cigarette? Yes&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Do you own a gun? Yes.  An &lt;a href="http://www.hk-usa.com/usp_general.html"&gt;H&amp;amp;K 9MM USP&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;What flavor do you add to your drink at Sonic?  None&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do you get nervous before doctor appointments? Depends on what the appointment is for.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;What do you think of hot dogs?  Love Hebrew National.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Favorite Christmas Song? Silver Bells&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;What do you prefer to drink in the morning? Diet Pepsi&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Can you do push ups? Yes.  Kind of a requirement for MA instructors.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;What is your favorite movie? Labrynth&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;What's your favorite piece of jewelry?  My CTR ring.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Favorite hobby?  Knitting&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do you like your life? Someimes&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do you have A.D.D.?  Not that I know of.  My mind does tend to wander sometimes.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;What's one trait that you hate about yourself?   Nothing right now.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Middle name? Joy&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Name 3 thoughts at the moment: How much is it going to be for new insurance for my car?  I really hate doing these kinds of silly things.  Where is the CD repair kit?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Name 3 things you bought yesterday? Nothing that I can think of.  I hate shopping.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Name 3 drinks you drink regularly? Diet Pepsi, Milk, Dr. Pepper&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Current worry right now? What am I going to do for transportation?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Current hate right now?  The fact that I'm alone in the world.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Favorite place to be? My bed.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;How did you bring in the New Year? Partying til 7 am.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Where would you like to go: Scotland.  Heaven.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;What color shirt are you wearing?  Black&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do you like sleeping on satin sheets? Only when it's like a million degrees outside.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Can you whistle?  Yes, but don't ask me to carry a tune.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Favorite color(s)?  Purple&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Would you be a pirate?  What kind of pirate?  If you mean a modern pirate, I guess I kind of already am.  I do download stuff I shouldn't.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;What songs do you sing in the shower?  I don't sing in the shower.  I'm usually in and out too fast for that.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Favorite girl's name?  Mine of course&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Favorite boy's name?  Anything Gaelic.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;What's in your pocket right now? My phone.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Last thing that made you laugh?  Friends.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Worst injury you've ever had?  Torn ACL&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do you love where you live? Not really, but I'll survive&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;How many TVs do you have in your home? 2&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Who is your loudest friend? None of my friends are really very loud.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;How many pets do you have? 1.  My beautiful kitty Odin.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Does someone have a crush on you? Don't think so.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;What is your favorite book? Today?  Hunchback of Notre Dame by Victor Hugo.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;What is your favorite candy? Anything made out of dark chocolate.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;What is your favorite sports team?  Don't really watch sports that much.  I'd have to say my friends hockey team the Dawgs.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;What song do you want played at your funeral?  Don't care.  I'm not going to be there to hear it.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;What were you doing 12 AM last night? Watching Sphere with my friend.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;What was the first thing you thought of when you woke up this morning? Same thing I think everyday.  What time is it?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;There you go.  Hope you learned something new.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-4425580689602265600?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/4425580689602265600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=4425580689602265600&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/4425580689602265600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/4425580689602265600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2009/03/wednesday-memedays-take-two.html' title='Wednesday&amp;#39;s MEMEdays Take Two'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-8816653000098794040</id><published>2009-03-03T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:21.944-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Totally Tubular Tuesdays</title><content type='html'>The choreographed dancing.  The cool hair.  A guy for every girl.  What 80's compilation could be complete without a little bit of NKOTB.  It's You Got It (The Right Stuff) by New Kids on the Block.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XYQ2aoFKLvo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XYQ2aoFKLvo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-8816653000098794040?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/8816653000098794040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=8816653000098794040&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/8816653000098794040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/8816653000098794040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2009/03/totally-tubular-tuesdays.html' title='Totally Tubular Tuesdays'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-2928572832849680056</id><published>2009-03-02T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:21.946-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><title type='text'>Motard Monday's</title><content type='html'>For those of you that don't know.   A Motard is some one who is more retarded than normal retardation.  Monday's will no longer be List days for me.  I'm going back to Fridays being list days like I originally wanted.  Mondays will now be dedicated to the sick, strange, and just down right stupid things people do in this world.  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;They will be categorized according to MY whims.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Stupid - &lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20090302/ap_on_fe_st/odd_bong_cat"&gt;Dude what's wrong with your cat?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Moron Cop - &lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20090228/ap_on_re_us/good_samaritan_ticketed;_ylt=AsgAkq6eOxc5tKmTN2ZkvfntiBIF"&gt;I don't care who you saved!  You were jaywalking!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;More Moron Cops - &lt;a href="http://www.buffalonews.com/260/story/594704.html"&gt;What?!  Ummm...I hit it with my car.  Yeah!  That's it!  Road kill!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Sick - &lt;a&gt;What do you mean you don't want to have sex?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;There you have it.  The first installment of Motard Mondays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-2928572832849680056?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/2928572832849680056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=2928572832849680056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/2928572832849680056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/2928572832849680056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2009/03/motard-monday.html' title='Motard Monday&amp;#39;s'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-246887253621795702</id><published>2009-02-24T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:21.948-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Totally Tubular Tuesdays</title><content type='html'>While not technically an 80's song, it was released in 79, it was still popular in the 80's and I remember singing all the words whenever it came on the radio.  Cars by Gary Numan&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rP2h16m8X1Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rP2h16m8X1Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-246887253621795702?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/246887253621795702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=246887253621795702&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/246887253621795702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/246887253621795702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2009/02/totally-tubular-tuesdays_24.html' title='Totally Tubular Tuesdays'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-8742812915104268257</id><published>2009-02-17T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:21.949-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Totally Tubular Tuesdays</title><content type='html'>I don't much care for Bobby Brown as a person.  I know my feelings for him are biased by the media but I don't give a damn, that's my prerogative.  That is this weeks song.  It's My Prerogative by Bobby Brown, with a bonus few seconds before the song with an interview.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/f5YWqtOQq8s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/f5YWqtOQq8s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-8742812915104268257?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/8742812915104268257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=8742812915104268257&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/8742812915104268257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/8742812915104268257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2009/02/totally-tubular-tuesdays_17.html' title='Totally Tubular Tuesdays'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-7194091709323795953</id><published>2009-02-10T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:21.950-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Totally Tubular Tuesdays</title><content type='html'>Having a bed on the beach has always been something I've wanted.  I love the sound of the ocean.  I'm just a little bit jealous that she gets it in her video. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Dreams of beds on beaches aside I do like this song.  Really catchy and I'm going to have it stuck in my head for the rest of the day.  We have Only In My Dreams by Debbie Gibson.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YFsUdg-0aF8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YFsUdg-0aF8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-7194091709323795953?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/7194091709323795953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=7194091709323795953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/7194091709323795953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/7194091709323795953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2009/02/totally-tubular-tuesdays_10.html' title='Totally Tubular Tuesdays'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-9113458892450572813</id><published>2009-02-03T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:21.951-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Totally Tubular Tuesdays</title><content type='html'>I have to say I love almost everything The Cars have done.  This is one of my favorites by them.  Great beat, great guitar riffs.  Just awesome all around.  Shake It Up by The Cars.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/foj81S44_bE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/foj81S44_bE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-9113458892450572813?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/9113458892450572813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=9113458892450572813&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/9113458892450572813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/9113458892450572813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2009/02/totally-tubular-tuesdays.html' title='Totally Tubular Tuesdays'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-6619354760225921496</id><published>2009-01-27T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:21.952-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Totally Tubular Tuesdays</title><content type='html'>You just gotta love a love song where the lyrics talk about freedom, shadows, and libertation.  We have Don't Dream It's Over by Crowded House for today's selection.  Enjoy.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dZZfuCJ970w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dZZfuCJ970w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-6619354760225921496?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/6619354760225921496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=6619354760225921496&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/6619354760225921496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/6619354760225921496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2009/01/totally-tubular-tuesdays_27.html' title='Totally Tubular Tuesdays'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-1963869091939651100</id><published>2009-01-20T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:21.954-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Totally Tubular Tuesdays</title><content type='html'>Okay so I know I said this would be pop music but you can't chronicle 80's music without a little bit of hard rock.  To that end we have It's The Final Countdown by Europe.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7_IKcMl_a9A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7_IKcMl_a9A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-1963869091939651100?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/1963869091939651100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=1963869091939651100&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/1963869091939651100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/1963869091939651100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2009/01/totally-tubular-tuesdays_20.html' title='Totally Tubular Tuesdays'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-7890113004056981201</id><published>2009-01-14T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:21.955-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><title type='text'>Wednesday's MEMEdays</title><content type='html'>I stole this meme from my friend Isela over at &lt;a href="http://isela.typepad.com/looming_crafts"&gt;The Purling Sprite&lt;/a&gt;  Here's what you do.  Copy, paste, and bold what you have done!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Started your own blog&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Slept under the stars&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Played in a band&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Visited Hawaii&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Watched a meteor shower&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Given more than you can afford to charity&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Been to Disneyland&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Climbed a mountain&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Held a praying mantis&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sang a solo&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bungee jumped&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Visited Paris&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watched a lightning storm at sea&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gone rollerskating&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Adopted a child&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Had food poisoning&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Walked to the top of the Statue of Liberty&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grown your own vegetables&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Seen the Mona Lisa in France&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Slept on an overnight train&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Had a pillow fight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hitch hiked&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Taken a sick day when you’re not ill&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Built a snow fort&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Held a lamb&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gone skinny dipping&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Run a Marathon&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ridden in a gondola in Venice&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seen a total eclipse&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watched a sunrise or sunset&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hit a home run&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Been on a cruise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Seen Niagara Falls in person&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Visited the birthplace of your ancestors&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Seen an Amish community&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Taught yourself a new language&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Acted in a play or performed on stage&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Seen the Leaning Tower of Pisa in person&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gone rock climbing&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Seen Michelangelo’s David&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sung karaoke&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Seen Old Faithful geyser erupt&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bought a stranger a meal at a restaurant&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Visited Africa&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Walked on a beach by moonlight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Been transported in an ambulance&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Had your portrait painted&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gone deep sea fishing&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Seen the Sistine Chapel in person&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Been to the top of the Eiffel Tower in Paris&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gone scuba diving or snorkeling&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kissed in the rain&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Played in the mud&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gone to a drive-in theater&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Been in a movie&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Visited the Great Wall of China&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Started a business&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Had an uncontrollable giggling fit at the worst possible moment&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Visited Russia&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Served at a soup kitchen&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sold Girl Scout Cookies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gone whale watching&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Got flowers for no reason&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Donated blood, platelets or plasma&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gone sky diving&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Visited a Nazi Concentration Camp&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bounced a check&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Flown in a helicopter&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saved a favorite childhood toy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Visited the Lincoln Memorial&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eaten caviar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pieced a quilt&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stood in Times Square&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Toured the Everglades&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Been fired from a job&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Seen the Changing of the Guards in London&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Broken a bone&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Been on a speeding motorcycle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Seen the Grand Canyon in person&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Published a book&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Visited the Vatican&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bought a brand new car&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Walked in Jerusalem&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Had your picture in the newspaper&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read the entire Bible once&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Visited the White House&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Won money&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Had chickenpox&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Saved someone’s life&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sat on a jury&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Met someone famous&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Joined a book club&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Had to put someone you love in Hospice Care&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Had a baby&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Seen the Alamo in person&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Swam in the Great Salt Lake&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Been involved in a law suit&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Owned a cell phone&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Been stung by a bee&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Read an entire book in one day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;So there you go.  Some of the things I have done in my life.  If you want clarification on any of them Just let me know in a comment and I'll post about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-7890113004056981201?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/7890113004056981201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=7890113004056981201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/7890113004056981201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/7890113004056981201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2009/01/wednesday-memedays.html' title='Wednesday&amp;#39;s MEMEdays'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-8238432121207329771</id><published>2009-01-13T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:21.958-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Totally Tubular Tuesdays</title><content type='html'>So this week we get Rock the Casbah by The Clash.  One of my favorite songs of the 80's.  We also get a bonus.  I love the guys that do the misheard lyrics on youtube and they did this song.  So here you go the song with the misheard lyrics.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0NWE3px40_g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0NWE3px40_g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-8238432121207329771?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/8238432121207329771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=8238432121207329771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/8238432121207329771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/8238432121207329771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2009/01/totally-tubular-tuesdays_13.html' title='Totally Tubular Tuesdays'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-1357015020702148847</id><published>2009-01-06T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:21.960-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Totally Tubular Tuesdays</title><content type='html'>There's just something about skinny English guys that's so sexy, and if they're musically talented that's even better.  At least that's what I though in the 80's.  Today we get Once in a Lifetime by The Talking Heads.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EYbUCvz1LYE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EYbUCvz1LYE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-1357015020702148847?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/1357015020702148847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=1357015020702148847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/1357015020702148847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/1357015020702148847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2009/01/totally-tubular-tuesdays.html' title='Totally Tubular Tuesdays'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-286239760650820228</id><published>2008-12-31T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:21.962-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>2008 The Year in Review</title><content type='html'>So I have a friend that lives in Arizona.  She's addicted to meme's and I figured I'd use some of them here so y'all can learn more about me.  This one is going to be a yearly tradition on New Years Eve.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Where did you begin 2008?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;In a crappy duplex with my ex and 2 roommates.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;What was your status by Valentine's Day?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I was unfortunately on my way to becoming single.  My relationship with my ex started to deteriorate by this time as I had signed up to become a MA instructor and working another full time job.  This is also the day I lost that job.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Were you in school anytime this year?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Not this year but I have plans to be on my way to my DVM by this time next year.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;How did you earn your money?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Most of the year as a MA instructor with USSD.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Did you have to go to the hospital?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Fortunately not this year.  Although with the way we sparred as instructors it was a possibility.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Did you have any encounters with the police?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Yes.  I was pulled over on the way to my mom's house for no insurance.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Would you relive 2008 over and over again?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Most of it no.  There were quite a few good experiences this year but for the most part it sucked ass.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;What did you purchase that was over $1000?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I didn't make any large purchases this year.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Did you know anybody who got married?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Yes.  One of my fellow instructors at the Taylorsville studio got married.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Did you know anybody who passed away?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;My ex's sister committed suicide this year.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Did you know anyone who had a baby?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Nobody that I know had a child this year.  Although I know of a couple of people that are trying.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Did you move anywhere?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Yes.  I moved twice.  Once into my studio for a little while.  Then into the place I am now.  &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;What concerts/shows did you go to?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;No concerts or shows in 2008.  Gotta fix that for 2009.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Are you registered to vote?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Have been since I was 18.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do you still have the same job as you did in 2007?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;No.  I was fired from that job in February, and I'm so happy that I was.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Has anyone betrayed you in 2008?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Yes!  But we wont go into what my definition of betrayal is or how it happened.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Where do you live now?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;In a basement room with some friends.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Describe your birthday?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;My birthday was nothing special.  I worked. &lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;What's one thing you thought you'd never do but did in 2008?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I never thought I'd become a MA instructor.  I thought I'd remain just a student forever.  &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;What has been your favorite moment?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;My favorite moment's of 2008 were in the studio.  When I was able to explain something to one of my students and I could see the light turn on when they understood it.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;What's something you learned about yourself?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I give too much of myself and don't have enough left over for me.  I've become much more selfish these last few months.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Any new additions to your family?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;No new family members, that I know of, this year.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;What was your best month?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;My best month would have to have been June when I was given my own studio.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Were you in a relationship this year?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Yes.  It ended before I was ready for it to end, but that's usually the way they do.  I have met quite a few new wonderful people since that relationship ended and am having a blast.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;What music will you remember 2008 by?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;That has got to be the Spazmatics.  I love 80's pop and they're a local cover band.  Since being introduced to them I haven't missed a show.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Who has been your best drinking buddy/buddies?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I don't really drink on a regular basis so I don't have any drinking buddies.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;New friends?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Matt, my favorite Mormon friend.  Chan and Brian, my roommates.  &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Favorite Night out?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The night I met Matt.  We went to a hockey game, had sushi, and then saw the Spazmatics.  Three of my favorite things.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Would you say you've changed since the beginning of this year?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Yes I have grown a lot this year.  I have learned things about myself that have helped me to be a better person.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do you think 2009 will be better or worse?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I can't tell the future so I don't know.  I certainly hope it will be better.  At least for me I know it will.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;There you have it.  The year in review 2008 in meme form.  Look for it again next year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-286239760650820228?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/286239760650820228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=286239760650820228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/286239760650820228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/286239760650820228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2008/12/2008-year-in-review.html' title='2008 The Year in Review'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-2233472758016674939</id><published>2008-12-30T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:21.964-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Totally Tubular Tuesdays</title><content type='html'>Woot time for more 80's awesomeness.  Are you ready?  Today we get We Got The Beat by The Go-Go's&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CR_2kKujDsc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CR_2kKujDsc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-2233472758016674939?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/2233472758016674939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=2233472758016674939&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/2233472758016674939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/2233472758016674939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2008/12/totally-tubular-tuesdays_30.html' title='Totally Tubular Tuesdays'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-3949905155999067393</id><published>2008-12-28T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:21.965-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><title type='text'>It's Meme Time</title><content type='html'>Found this survey/meme on a friends myspace page the other day.  Thought I'd do it so y'all could have some basic facts about me.  Names have been changed to protect the innocent.  That would be me and my definition of innocent.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Name:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;No way you're getting this here&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Birthday:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;February 26, 1979&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Birthplace:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;La Mirada, CA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Current Location:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Salt Lake City, UT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Eye Color:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Green&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Hair Color:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Black&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Height:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5'7"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Right Handed or Left Handed:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Right&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Your Heritage:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mutt&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;The Shoes You Wore Today:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tennis Shoes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Your Weakness:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I feel too deeply&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Your Fears:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Not Being Loved&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Your Perfect Pizza:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Veggie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Goal You Would Like To Achieve This Year:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Back in school&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Your Most Overused Phrase On an IM:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Don't have one&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Thoughts First Waking Up:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What time is it?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Your Best Physical Feature:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eyes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Your Bedtime:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;When I'm Tired&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Your Most Missed Memory:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Grandfather's smile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Pepsi or Coke:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Diet Pepsi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;McDonald's or Burger King:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mickey D's&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Single or Group Dates:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Single&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lipton&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Chocolate or Vanilla:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vanilla&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Cappuccino or Coffee:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cappuccinp&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you Smoke:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you Swear:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hell Yes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you Sing:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I try&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you Shower Daily:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Have you Been in Love:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Several times&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you want to go to College:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you want to get Married:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you belive in yourself:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Most of the time&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you get Motion Sickness:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;No&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you think you are Attractive:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Are you a Health Freak:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hell No&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you get along with your Parents:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you like Thunderstorms:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Of course&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you play an Instrument:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;No&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;In the past month have you:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Drank Alcohol:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Smoked:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;been on Drugs:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;No&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;gone on a Date:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;gone to a Mall:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;eaten a box of Oreos:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Can't stand em.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;eaten Sushi:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Unfortunately not&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;been on Stage:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;No&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;been Dumped:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm not sure&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;gone Skinny Dipping:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;No&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Stolen Anything:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;No&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Ever been Drunk:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Ever been called a Tease:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Ever been Beaten up:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;No&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Ever Shoplifted:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;How do you want to Die:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;While having sex&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What do you want to be when you Grow Up:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A DVM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What country would you most like to Visit:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scotland&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Number of Drugs I have taken:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Number of CDs I own:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Unknown&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Number of Piercings:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;8&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Number of Tattoos:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Number of things in my Past I Regret:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;0&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="center" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;In a man...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Favourite Eye Color:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Green or Blue&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Favourite Hair Color:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Black or Brown&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Short or Long Hair:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Well kept&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Height:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Taller than me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Weight:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Proportionate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Best Clothing Style:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What looks good on them&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-3949905155999067393?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/3949905155999067393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=3949905155999067393&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/3949905155999067393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/3949905155999067393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2008/12/it-meme-time.html' title='It&amp;#39;s Meme Time'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-8919392226438142663</id><published>2008-12-23T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:21.967-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Totally Tubular Tuesdays</title><content type='html'>It's music time again here on KitKatsKnits.  Here's selection number 2 for your Totally Tubular Tuesday.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;It was going to be Parents Just Don't Understand by DJ Jazzy Jeff &amp;amp; the Fresh Prince however none of the videos on youtube were embedable.  So it's going to be Where The Streets Have No Name by U2&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QQxl9EI9YBg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QQxl9EI9YBg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-8919392226438142663?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/8919392226438142663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=8919392226438142663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/8919392226438142663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/8919392226438142663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2008/12/totally-tubular-tuesdays_23.html' title='Totally Tubular Tuesdays'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-8788058454205983645</id><published>2008-12-16T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:21.969-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Totally Tubular Tuesdays</title><content type='html'>I have decided to use themes for my days.  That way it's not as difficult to come up with posts.  Tuesdays will be Totally Tubular Tuesdays.  I will be posting awesome 80's songs that I absolutely love and you can all enjoy along with me.  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Without further ado here's your first selection.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I Want a New Drug by Huey Lewis and the News.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MMSFX1Vb3xQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MMSFX1Vb3xQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-8788058454205983645?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/8788058454205983645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=8788058454205983645&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/8788058454205983645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/8788058454205983645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2008/12/totally-tubular-tuesdays.html' title='Totally Tubular Tuesdays'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-5995106446379031516</id><published>2008-12-05T02:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:21.970-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>What I have had on repeat the last 4 days</title><content type='html'>I absolutely love this song.  I have since the first time I heard it and can't stay away from it for long periods of time.  It's Tanglewood Tree by Dave Carter and Tracy Grammer. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/teJxMpCEjy4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/teJxMpCEjy4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;You can read the lyrics &lt;a href="http://www.guntheranderson.com/v/data/tanglewo.htm" target="_blank"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;  I just love the imagery created by this song and can't get over how much it speaks to me and how I feel about love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-5995106446379031516?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/5995106446379031516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=5995106446379031516&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/5995106446379031516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/5995106446379031516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-i-have-had-on-repeat-last-4-days.html' title='What I have had on repeat the last 4 days'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-6358778785840081031</id><published>2008-12-03T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:21.971-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Trail head</title><content type='html'>Dear M, &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;After explaining to you some of the reasons I love spending time with you, specifically that you don't expect anything from me, you said that meant you were safe.  I believe you're wrong.  I believe that is exactly what makes you dangerous.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The idea that you're not expecting anything from me scares me a little bit.  It makes you unique in my experience.  It's one of the things that will allow me to eventually fall in love with you.  Based on our differences in faith I believe that we have a very small chance of anything romantic lasting very long, and I'm afraid of getting hurt again.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;It's like I'm standing at a trail head and can only see a few feet into the woods before the trail becomes shrouded in fog.  From this vantage point it seems relatively safe.  The ground is level.  The trail is clearly marked and wide enough that two can walk abreast.  There don't seem to be any beasties waiting to eat me.  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;It's what's in that fog that scares me.  What happens when I get there?  Will I get lost in a tangle of branches and undergrowth?  Will I allow myself to go too far down the path and not be able to find my way back?  Will I allow you to lead me down the path?  Will I be eaten alive by a monster waiting for me just inside the fog?  I don't know.  I can't answer these questions.  I'd have to take that first step down the path and see what waits.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;That fear is what made me run last night.  After the kiss.  I could see that trail head beckoning with the fog just beyond and I got scared.  I took the cowards way out and ran.  Was that the right thing to do?  Should I even bother questioning my feelings?  Should I just go for it and hope that it all turns out right in the end?  I've been hurt before and you have the potential to hurt me.  I know that.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;If I turn around from the trail head I can see the safety of the empty parking lot, but that's the problem.  It's empty.  There's nobody there to talk to.  Nobody to listen to.  Nobody to share good times with, or bad.  Just me in a lonely empty parking lot that has been my life to this point.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;You scare me M.  I don't know what to do.  That fear has put me in a position I have never been in before.  I don't like being afraid.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;However, you intrigue me.  I've never known a man quite like you.  You're intelligent.  You're funny.  You're very strong in your faith.  You know exactly what you want from life.  You do what you love and you love what you do.  Do you know how very few people in this world can say those things about themselves?  You should be proud.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;So I guess I'm going to head down that trail and see what awaits me in the fog.  Are you coming with me?  Or will this be a solitary hike?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;--K&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-6358778785840081031?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/6358778785840081031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=6358778785840081031&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/6358778785840081031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/6358778785840081031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2008/12/trail-head.html' title='Trail head'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-2391574819356717736</id><published>2008-11-19T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:21.972-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Definition of Hockey</title><content type='html'>I was bored at home the other day and playing around on the intrawebs.  I somehow stumbled across &lt;a href="http://cakewrecks.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;Cake Wrecks&lt;/a&gt;.  As I was browsing through the older entries I found one that had a picture of what was supposed to be a cake for a hockey fan.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The author wasn't familiar with the sport and asked her husband to explain it to her.  This is what she heard:&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;"See, apparently they play this sport on ice - but they have to make sure the ice is really thick, or else their cleats will scuff it all up. The players wear lots of padding and helmets, and carry little butterfly nets on sticks with which to hit the ball around. The object of the game is to score a triple Hail Mary - which is just another name for a running slam dunk - and consists of knocking three other players down while simultaneously dunking the ball through one of the red rings. Players known as running backs try to kick the ball, but the other team's catchers use their heads and butterfly nets to deflect the ball away from their side's field goal. Any running backs who are able to push the other team's running backs out of the big circle in the middle get what's called a free throw, in which they're allowed to chuck the ball at the head of their least favorite player. If they miss, their team only scores a half-down, but if the ball hits the other player, they score a hole-in-one."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I just about pissed myself laughing after reading that.  I don't think I've ever heard a more accurate definition of what most non sports enthusiasts hear when trying to understand a sport they don't care for or watch on a regular basis. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;To see the cake in question and read her entire post go &lt;a href="http://cakewrecks.blogspot.com/2008/10/whats-better-than-hockey-wreck.html" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-2391574819356717736?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/2391574819356717736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=2391574819356717736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/2391574819356717736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/2391574819356717736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2008/11/definition-of-hockey.html' title='Definition of Hockey'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-4560148005482853340</id><published>2008-11-18T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:21.974-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><title type='text'>Fast Times at Liquid Joe's Part II</title><content type='html'>For those of you that are new to my blog I've only been in SLC for a little over 2 years.  For most of that time I was a home body.  I was addicted to EverCrack, so no partying.  If I did go out it was to a friends house and not a club.  So I've only been out a couple of times and only to Area 51.  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I left it up to him to suggest where we were going and he said &lt;a href="http://www.liquidjoes.net" target="_blank"&gt;Liquid Joe's&lt;/a&gt; they had 80's music.  Sweet, I grew up in the 80's listening to top 40 pop in LA with Rick Dees in the morning.  &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/spazutah" target="_blank"&gt;The Spazmatics&lt;/a&gt; were playing and they were awesome.  So many great songs that I remember listening to growing up.  I danced and drank yummy Uinta Hefeweizen.  I had a blast.  Best time I've had in years.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I hadn't eaten in like 8 hours by the time we got to the bar. So the beer went straight to my head.  Normally I can handle more than 2 before I start feeling nauseous but not last night.  Had to switch to water.  I also didn't want to be drunk later.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;It was inevitable that we would end up in bed together.  He even asked me point blank if I wanted to have sex with him.  Which I thought was really cute.  If you knew who he was and what he looked like the answer for everyone that finds males attractive would most definitely be yes.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;So I was a little looser than usual.  I had a first.  I came in public.  We were waiting in line at the bar for another drink for him and water for me and he managed to get his hand to my special place.  Now normally I would have stopped anyone that tried to do that.  I'm not a public kind of girl.  However I had grown the previous three days and didn't really care what anyone else thought of me.  Plus I wasn't about to stop him from making me feel good.  That hardest part though was not screaming in the bar.  I had to bite him to keep that from happening.  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Not long after that we left.  We couldn't wait anymore.  The previous four days of tension with the flirty messages was just too much build up for us to wait.  We get back to his place and the clothes just fly off.  No nervous build up on the couch with another drink or anything like that.  Just clothes making a mess.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I'm not going to give you all of the details.  Needless to say he obviously made quite an impression.  No body has ever received a two part post before.  Not even my ex, and he had pictures attached to his post.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The only bad part is that we had to cut it short.  His son became ill and he had to take him to the ER which I'm totally okay with.  Back to that loving father thing I mentioned Sunday.  Good thing is he's only got strep and should be feeling better soon with his medication.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-4560148005482853340?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/4560148005482853340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=4560148005482853340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/4560148005482853340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/4560148005482853340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2008/11/fast-times-at-liquid-joe-part-ii.html' title='Fast Times at Liquid Joe&amp;#39;s Part II'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-6558860041144381908</id><published>2008-11-17T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:21.976-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>166 ... I do have a life. I just like movies.</title><content type='html'>SUPPOSEDLY, if you've seen over 85 [of these] films, you have no life.  I do have a life.  I just love movies.  There are 238 movies on this list.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;If you would like to copy this to your blog and show the world how much of a life you don't have the rules are as follows.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Copy the entire list.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bold the ones you have seen&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Post to your blog&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt; Rocky Horror Picture Show&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Grease&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Pirates of the Caribbean&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Pirates of the Caribbean 2: Dead Man's Chest&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Boondock Saints&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Fight Club&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Starsky and Hutch&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt; Neverending Story&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Blazing Saddles&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt; Airplane!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt; The Princess Bride&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; AnchorMan&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt; Napoleon Dynamite&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Labyrinth&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Saw&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Saw II&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; White Noise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; White Oleander&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Anger Management&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt; 50 First Dates&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; The Princess Diaries&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; The Princess Diaries 2: Royal Engagement&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Scream&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Scream 2&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Scream 3&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Scary Movie&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Scary Movie 2&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Scary Movie 3&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Scary Movie 4&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; American Pie&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; American Pie 2&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; American Wedding&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; American Pie Band Camp&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Harry Potter 1&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Harry Potter 2&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Harry Potter 3&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Harry Potter 4&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Resident Evil 1&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Resident Evil 2&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; The Wedding Singer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Little Black Book&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt; The Village&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Lilo &amp;amp; Stitch&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Finding Nemo&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Finding Neverland&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Signs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; The Grinch&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Texas Chainsaw Massacre&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Texas Chainsaw Massacre: The Beginning&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; White Chicks&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt; Butterfly Effect&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; 13 Going on 30&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt; I, Robot&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Robots&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Dodgeball: A True Underdog Story&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Universal Soldier&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Lemony Snicket: A Series Of Unfortunate Events&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Along Came Polly&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt; Deep Impact&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; KingPin&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt; Never Been Kissed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Meet The Parents&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Meet the Fockers&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Eight Crazy Nights&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Joe Dirt&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt; KING KONG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; A Cinderella Story&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt; The Terminal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; The Lizzie McGuire Movie&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Passport to Paris&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt; Dumb &amp;amp; Dumber&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Dumber &amp;amp; Dumberer&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt; Final Destination&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Final Destination 2&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Final Destination 3&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Halloween&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; The Ring&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; The Ring 2&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Surviving X-MAS&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt; Flubber&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Harold &amp;amp; Kumar Go To White Castle&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Practical Magic&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Chicago&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Ghost Ship&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; From Hell&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Hellboy&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Secret Window&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; I Am Sam&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; The Whole Nine Yards&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; The Whole Ten Yards&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt; The Day After Tomorrow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Child's Play&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Seed of Chucky&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Bride of Chucky&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Ten Things I Hate About You&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Just Married&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt; Gothika&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Nightmare on Elm Street&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt; Sixteen Candles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Remember the Titans&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Coach Carter&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt; The Grudge&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; The Grudge 2&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt; The Mask&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Son Of The Mask&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Bad Boys&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Bad Boys 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Joy Ride&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Lucky Number Slevin&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt; Ocean's Eleven &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Ocean's Twelve&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt; Bourne Identity&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Bourne Supremecy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Lone Star&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt; Bedazzled&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Predator I&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Predator II&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; The Fog&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Ice Age&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Ice Age 2: The Meltdown&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Curious George&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Independence Day&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Cujo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; A Bronx Tale&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt; Darkness Falls&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Christine&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; ET&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Children of the Corn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; My Bosses Daughter&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Maid in Manhattan&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt; War of the Worlds&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Rush Hour&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Rush Hour 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Best Bet&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt; She's All That&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Calendar Girls&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Sideways&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt; Mars Attacks (Ack! Ack! Ack!)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Event Horizon&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Ever After&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Wizard of Oz&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Forrest Gump&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Big Trouble in Little China&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; The Terminator&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; The Terminator 2&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; The Terminator 3&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; X-Men&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; X-2&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; X-3&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Spider-Man&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Spider-Man 2&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Sky High&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Jeepers Creepers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Jeepers Creepers 2&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Catch Me If You Can&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt; The Little Mermaid&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Freaky Friday&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Reign of Fire&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; The Skulls&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt; Cruel Intentions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Cruel Intentions 2&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; The Hot Chick&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt; Shrek&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Shrek 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Swimfan&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt; Miracle on 34th street&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Old School&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; The Notebook&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt; K-Pax&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Krippendorf's Tribe&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; A Walk to Remember&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Ice Castles&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Boogeyman&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt; The 40-year-old Virgin&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Lord of the Rings Fellowship of the Ring&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Lord of the Rings The Two Towers&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Lord of the Rings Return Of the King&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Indiana Jones and the Raiders of the Lost Ark&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Baseketball&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt; Hostel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Waiting for Guffman&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt; House of 1000 Corpses&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Devils Rejects&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt; Elf&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Highlander&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Mothman Prophecies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; American History X&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Three&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; The Jacket&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt; Kung Fu Hustle&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Shaolin Soccer&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Night Watch&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Monsters Inc.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Titanic&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Monty Python and the Holy Grail&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Shaun Of the Dead&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Willard&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; High Tension&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Club Dread&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Hulk&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt; Dawn Of the Dead&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Hook&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Chronicles Of Narnia The Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; 28 days later&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Orgazmo&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt; Phantasm&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Waterworld&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Kill Bill vol 1&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Kill Bill vol 2&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Mortal Kombat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Wolf Creek&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Kingdom of Heaven&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt; The Hills Have Eyes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; I Spit on Your Grave aka the Day of the Woman&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; The Last House on the Left&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt; Re-Animator&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Army of Darkness&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt; Star Wars Ep. I The Phantom Menace&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Star Wars Ep. II Attack of the Clones&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Star Wars Ep. III Revenge of the Sith&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Star Wars Ep. IV A New Hope&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Star Wars Ep. V The Empire Strikes Back&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Star Wars Ep. VI Return of the Jedi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Ewoks Caravan Of Courage&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Ewoks The Battle For Endor&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt; The Matrix&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; The Matrix Reloaded&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; The Matrix Revolutions&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Animatrix&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Evil Dead&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Evil Dead 2&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt; Team America: World Police&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Red Dragon&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Silence of the Lambs&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt; Hannibal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.abdpbt.com/?p=170"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.abdpbt.com/wp-content/themes/thesis/custom/images/listbutton.jpg" alt="listbutton" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-6558860041144381908?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/6558860041144381908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=6558860041144381908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/6558860041144381908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/6558860041144381908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2008/11/166-i-do-have-life-i-just-like-movies.html' title='166 ... I do have a life. I just like movies.'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-3076707765841578415</id><published>2008-11-16T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:21.979-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><title type='text'>Fast Times at Liquid Joes Part I</title><content type='html'>Remember &lt;a href="http://kitkatsknits.wordpress.com/2008/11/10/32-wierd-names-found-while-trolling-myspace/" target="_blank"&gt;that post&lt;/a&gt; a few days back about me joining MySpace.  Well I did.  While I was there I figured I might as well use it as it's intended.  To promote this blog and make new friends.  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;So I met this guy, but wait that's not the right way to start.  We need to back up a little bit.  Earlier this week I received a message from a wonderful man.  He apparently found me while playing on Myspace.  Here's an excerpt from his first message to me.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;First of all, I think you're profile picture is amazing! Very mysterious, beautiful, and sexy all in one shot. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;How am I going to ignore a message like that?  So I respond like a typical bad receiver, more on the receiver part later, with thank you but...  He responded back with this.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;Something about that picture...makes me want to kiss you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Well shit.  Now how is a girl supposed to resist that?  You tell me.    So I send him &lt;a href="http://www. flickr. com/photos/32324806@N02/3024563192/" target="_blank"&gt;a link&lt;/a&gt; to a larger version of the picture with the promise of another one that's a little more risque and he comes back with.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yep, same effect. I still want to kiss her. Great mouth... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;So know that I know that he likes kissing, one point in the go for it column, I have to meet him.  We had been talking about other things in these messages as well.  Like what kind of music we like, what topics we like to discuss, what we like to consume while having these discussions.  Just general get to know you stuff.  He knows quite a bit more about me than I do him at this point, because I am so candid here and most of his blog entries are about his children.  Which I think is awesome.  He loves his kids and really cares about them and their future one more point in the go for it column.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;We decide that we have to meet.  Bad thing is I have a three day seminar Thursday, Friday and Saturday.  So I'm not available until Saturday night at seven.  Of course the night I want to get out on time, or even early like the other two nights, we run long.  S'ok though because he got called into work and wasn't available until later anyway.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;We spent the next three days texting each other.  On my breaks at the seminar, or just when I got bored, because just like any training company that has multiple courses they push the other courses while you're there.  Like the last 45 minutes of each session was telling us how awesome these other courses are and we should go sign up now because it's only going to be this cheap this weekend.  blah blah blah.  Sense of urgency and all that.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Come back Tuesday for the rest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-3076707765841578415?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/3076707765841578415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=3076707765841578415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/3076707765841578415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/3076707765841578415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2008/11/fast-times-at-liquid-joes-part-i.html' title='Fast Times at Liquid Joes Part I'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-5302374726232544636</id><published>2008-11-09T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:21.981-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wierd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>32 Wierd names found while trolling MySpace</title><content type='html'>Okay so I joined the dark side and have a &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/karateskunk" target="_blank"&gt;myspace&lt;/a&gt; page.  Mostly as a way to keep in touch with friends who wont do it any other way. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;While I was "browsing" for friends the other night I ran across some rather interesting and funny profile names.  Here they are in no particular order&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;WHAT THE FRENCH TOAST!!!!!!! - Yes there really were 7 exclamation points I counted.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;king ding a ling!!!!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;spades;Something like a pimp&amp;spades; - This on a females profile&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;JaggedlyMajestic - I didn't see anything majestic about this person on her profile&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cudworth - I don't know if I'd advertise being worthy of being cow vomit&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;NAME TAKEN - Pretty damn original, ranks right up there with making your password iforgot&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Borough Creep - Looked pretty creepy in his profile pic&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Green Eyed Dork ^.^ - At least she's honest about what she is&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Boof Queen - What the hell is a boof and why would you want to be the queen of them&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Love Burrito &amp;hearts; - The Love Burrito?  Oh come on you couldn't come up with anything better than this?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;That One Girl - You know!  That one that we saw at the thing!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Res Ipsa Loquitor - How many people out there really know what this means (See &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Res_ipsa_loquitur" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; if you're one of those that doesn't know.)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;I changed my name to "His" chick - Who is he and why does he own you?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dream Seller - Ooh!  I'll take a nice wet dream please.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hottie Mc.Awesome - She looks like she's about 12 in her pic&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Curlytoes - Why do we need to know this?  Really I would have been happier with Hangstotheleft&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;dont wear skinny jeans cause my knot$ dont fit - Rly?  They dont? r u sur?  Have you tryd l8ly?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Punctuation, is? fun! - Only when used correctly sweetheart.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cheezy McCheeselson from Cheesleton - How cheesy.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Take My Magic Marker and Blacked Your Left Lung - How do you propose I do this?  Should I smoke it?  Should I just try inhaling without lighting it?  Or should I cut myself open and color on my lung?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;SEALED BENEATH THE SURFACE - Of what?  Two week old pudding?  Or are you trying to be all deep and emotional and you mean the real you is sealed beneath the surface you show the world?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'll Take The Rapist's For 200 - Really that's all you're worth?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;i make airplane noises when i swing - I'm sure all the men appreciate it.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ms. I Stay Fresh Like I'm Wrapped In Plastic - Wow that's a lot of last names.  Must have been hard finding the husbands in the right order&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;friend genetic vibes meet become urn friend - Ummmm, yeah.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mr Im doin me - Well thank you for sharing but you really should keep that to yourself unless you plan on charging people to watch.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Are you Serious??? - Why yes I am.  Thank you for asking&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;eloquent delinquent - Okay just wierd&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don Tomato - Are your goons named potato and butternut?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;KILLER POTATO &amp;trade; lovez FRANCE - Glad to know that potatoes love France.  Especially killer potatoes&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mumble Bee - Great so you buzz and don't enunciate.  Must make talking to you really difficult&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;C to the Lo - Okay but who's going to C to the Hi?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;There would have been more but I got bored looking for more.  It wasn't fun anymore.  So there you go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-5302374726232544636?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/5302374726232544636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=5302374726232544636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/5302374726232544636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/5302374726232544636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2008/11/32-wierd-names-found-while-trolling.html' title='32 Wierd names found while trolling MySpace'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-675503131548673359</id><published>2008-11-04T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:48.725-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><title type='text'>Bitching vs. Complaining</title><content type='html'>This is primarily a rant.  If you don't want to read me bitching then skip this post.  If you want to know what made me angry enough to post then read on.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;A former instructor of mine always used to say, "Don't bitch, complain."  What he meant by that was if you had a problem with someone or something don't whine about it to the people that can't do anything about it.  Talk to the people that can.  Most people don't want to hear you moan and groan about something if they can't fix it.  If you're just ranting that's one thing, but if you're asking for advice then you're usually talking to the wrong person.  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I was recently told by a friend that someone we both know had been talking about me.  She felt awkward being put in this situation because she is friends with both of us and didn't want to hurt either friendship.  She felt that she needed to defend me but was afraid to because she didn't know what this other person would think.  She also only had one side of the story. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Why is it that when people have a problem with someone they don't talk to that person?  I mean if I had a problem with my brother I wouldn't go talk to my mom.  I'd talk to my brother.  Seems like the right thing to do.  Or am I wrong?  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;If you have a roommate that's not paying rent, or eating all your food, or leaving trash everywhere you tell them.  You don't go whine to someone that's not involved in the situation and say you're angry, and then act like everything is okay when you see your roommate.  That's not fair to either of you and the situation will never get better.  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;You can't fix something if you don't know it's broken.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;[polldaddy poll=1077072]&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-675503131548673359?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/675503131548673359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=675503131548673359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/675503131548673359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/675503131548673359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2008/11/bitching-vs-complaining.html' title='Bitching vs. Complaining'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-1770746031485983386</id><published>2008-11-03T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:48.728-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>13 Books I've Read</title><content type='html'>I'm at a loss for what to list today.  I guess my life is pretty boring.  Not much goes on that I find cool enough to blog about.  So I'm going to start with item number one on my list of lists.  Things I have made.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Or at least I was going to until I scrolled down a little bit and saw that I have already done that list.  So on to number two.  Books I have read.  This is by no means an exhaustive list.  There isn't enough time in the world or enough space on the hard drive I call a brain for that list.  This is just a list of 13 of the one's I remember reading and remember liking.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hunchback of Notre Dame by Victor Hugo&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Les Miserables by Victor Hugo&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tess of the D'Ubervilles by Thomas Hardy&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;1984 by George Orwell&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Brave New World by Aldous Huxley&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;L'Etranger by Albert Camus&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Beneath a Mountain Moon by Silver Ravenwolf&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Sword of Truth Series by Terry Goodkind&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Lord of the Ring's Trilogy by J.R.R. Tolkein&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Harry Potter Series by J.K. Rowling&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Zen in the Martial Arts by Joe Hyams&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hitch Hikers Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.abdpbt.com/?p=170"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.abdpbt.com/wp-content/themes/thesis/custom/images/listbutton.jpg" alt="listbutton" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-1770746031485983386?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/1770746031485983386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=1770746031485983386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/1770746031485983386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/1770746031485983386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2008/11/13-books-i-read.html' title='13 Books I&amp;#39;ve Read'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-8398508224174847961</id><published>2008-10-31T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:48.732-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knitting'/><title type='text'>Sooooo Shiny...</title><content type='html'>Must have.  Can't Knit until I have.  Please, oh please, oh please somebody love me enough to buy these for me.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.skacelknitting.com/s.nl/sc.2/category.19663/.f"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.skacelknitting.com/core/media/media.nl?id=4608&amp;amp;c=712318&amp;amp;h=631601f7552888dc46e5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-8398508224174847961?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/8398508224174847961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=8398508224174847961&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/8398508224174847961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/8398508224174847961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2008/10/sooooo-shiny.html' title='Sooooo Shiny...'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-5032058265991755695</id><published>2008-10-27T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:48.735-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>11 Things found while doing yard work</title><content type='html'>So it's list day again.  Yeah go list day!  We were specifically asked to make lists that weren't useful.  So here you go.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Our city is paying to put large dumpsters on the streets for about a week at a time for neighborhood beautification.  In preparation we cleaned up all the trash and stuff lying around the back yard today.  Shit that has been accumulating for years before I moved into my current residence.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;a rusted out bed frame&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;shit loads of Styrofoam&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;lots and lots of cans (beer and soda)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;like 4 hoses (who needs more than one?)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;dead soccer balls&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;buckets&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;old interior doors&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;rail road ties&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;lighters&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;empty cigarette packs&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;candy wrappers&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.abdpbt.com/?p=170"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.abdpbt.com/wp-content/themes/thesis/custom/images/listbutton.jpg" alt="listbutton" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-5032058265991755695?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/5032058265991755695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=5032058265991755695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/5032058265991755695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/5032058265991755695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2008/10/11-things-found-while-doing-yard-work.html' title='11 Things found while doing yard work'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-8531189260378131968</id><published>2008-10-26T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:48.739-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><title type='text'>What my taste in Art says about me...supposedly</title><content type='html'>I found the &lt;a href="http://www.helloquizzy.com/tests/what-your-taste-in-art-says-about-you-test" target="_blank"&gt;What your taste in art says about you&lt;/a&gt; test on my friends &lt;a href="http://isela.typepad.com/looming_crafts/" target="_blank"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;.  This is what it said.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your result for What Your Taste in Art Says About You Test...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Conscientious, Fulfilled, and Spiritual&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;p&gt;28 Renaissance,  5 Islamic,  27 Ukiyo-e,  -32 Cubist,  -38 Abstract and  0 Impressionist!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://cdn.okcimg.com/php/load_okc_image.php/images/0x0/0x0/0/8897691691235131484.jpeg" width="466" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;    					&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;The Renaissance was a cultural movement that profoundly affected European intellectual life.  Beginning in Italy, and spreading to the rest of Europe by the 16th century, its influence affected &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Literature"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;literature, philosopy, religion, art, politics, science, and all other aspects of intellectual enquiry. Renaissance artists looked at the human aspect of life in their art.  They did not reject religion but tended to look at it in it's purest form to create visions they thought depicted the ideals of religion.  Painters of this time had their own style and created works based on morality, religion, and human nature.  Many of the paintings depicted what they believed to be the corrupt nature of man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;People that like Renaissance paintings like things that are more challenging.  They tend to have a high emotional stability.  They also tend to be more concientious then average.  They have a basic understanding of human nature and therefore are not easily surprised by anything that people may do.  They enjoy life and enjoy living.  They are very aware of their own mortality but do not dwell on the end but what they are doing in the present.  They enjoy learning, but may tend to be a bit more closed minded to new ideas as they feel that the viewpoint they have has been well researched and considered.  These people are more old fashioned and not quite as progressive.  They enjoy the finer things in life like comfort, a good meal, and homelife.  They tend to be more spiritual or religious by nature.  They are open to new aesthetic experiences. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.helloquizzy.com/tests/what-your-taste-in-art-says-about-you-test"&gt;Take What Your Taste in Art Says About You Test&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.helloquizzy.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ac000c;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;ello&lt;span style="color:#ac000c;"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;uizzy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Except for the being emotionally stable part I think it's pretty accurate.  Go take your own test and see what some random images say about you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-8531189260378131968?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/8531189260378131968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=8531189260378131968&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/8531189260378131968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/8531189260378131968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-my-taste-in-art-says-about.html' title='What my taste in Art says about me...supposedly'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-791233555197048768</id><published>2008-10-19T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:48.744-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>15 Names List</title><content type='html'>Found this the other night while listening to Flogging Molly and reading random knitting blogs.  It's my list of names.  Enjoy and create your own. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;1. YOUR ROCK STAR NAME: (first pet &amp;amp; current car): Charlie Saturn&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;2. YOUR GANGSTA NAME: (fave ice cream flavor, favorite cookie):Vanilla Snicker Doodle&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;3. YOUR “FLY Guy/Girl” NAME: (first initial of first name, first three letters of your last name): K-Cha&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;4. YOUR DETECTIVE NAME: (favorite color, favorite animal): Purple Cat&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;5. YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME: (middle name, city where you were born): Joy La Mirada&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;6. YOUR STAR WARS NAME: (the first 3 letters of your last name, first 2 letters of your first): Chaka&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;7. SUPERHERO NAME: (”The” + 2nd favorite color, favorite drink): The Green Diet Pepsi&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;8. NASCAR NAME: (the first names of your grandfathers): Chuck Donald&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;9. STRIPPER NAME: ( the name of your favorite perfume/cologne/scent, favorite candy): Red Special Dark&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;10. WITNESS PROTECTION NAME: (mother’s &amp;amp; father’s middle names ): Jean Dean&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;11. TV WEATHER ANCHOR NAME: (Your 5th grade teacher’s last name, a major city that starts with the same letter): Perry Pittsburgh&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;12. SPY NAME: (your favorite season/holiday, flower): Winter Iris&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;13. CARTOON NAME: (favorite fruit, article of clothing you’re wearing right now + “ie” or “y”): Strawberry Sockie&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;14. HIPPY NAME: (What you ate for breakfast, your favorite tree): Nothing Willow&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;15. YOUR ROCK STAR TOUR NAME: (”The” + Your fave hobby/craft, fave weather element + “Tour”): The Knitting Snow Tour&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-791233555197048768?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/791233555197048768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=791233555197048768&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/791233555197048768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/791233555197048768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2008/10/15-names-list.html' title='15 Names List'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-8938638065969261118</id><published>2008-10-17T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:48.746-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Close Mindedness</title><content type='html'>I don't live in California anymore.  I grew up there and even helped on the gubernatorial recall campaign that put Arnold in office.  California is supposed to be the land of the crazy left wing liberals.  At least that's what everyone says about it.  Let me 'splain why this matters.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I recently got a new part time job to help pay the bills.  It's for a company that does outbound survey's for everything from coffee to politics.  With the elections only weeks away of course most of the surveys are about those.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I was tasked with calling people in California last night and asking them a series of questions about the upcoming elections.  The first question was, "Tell me, in your own words, what is the MOST IMPORTANT Issue facing your community today."&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Most of the responses were boring.  Mundane crime and economy answers.  One lady really pissed me off though and it was difficult for me to finish the rest of the survey.  Her response was "Prop 8."  Of course we are asked to probe for clarification, and I had no idea what Prop 8 was.  When I asked her what it was about Prop 8 that concerned her she responded with, "That marriage is between a man and a woman.  That my nieces and nephews will go to school and they'll teach them that it's okay to marry their same sex."  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;We're asked to continue questioning them until they say something along the lines of "That's all."  Needless to say if my supervisors were listening to that call I would have been marked down on tone of voice and not probing enough.  After that response I wanted to get her off the phone as quickly as possible.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;How can people be so close minded to think that two people that love each other shouldn't be allowed to share that love in marriage?  Whether it's two men, two women, or a man and a woman.  Just because I don't find other women sexually attractive doesn't mean that I have the right to make sure that other women out there can't either.  I don't care what you do in your bedroom just don't bring me into it, and I wont bring you into mine.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;How hard is it to keep our noses out of each others business?  I don't quite understand all these people that go about saying that they're trying to help us by taking our liberties away.  Anti-Abortionists and Anti-Gay Marriage are the two biggest ones.  Who the fuck are you to tell me what I can and can't do with my body?  And who the fuck am I to tell you what you can and can't do with your body?  It's ridiculous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-8938638065969261118?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/8938638065969261118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=8938638065969261118&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/8938638065969261118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/8938638065969261118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2008/10/close-mindedness.html' title='Close Mindedness'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-6427038604312523794</id><published>2008-10-15T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:48.749-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>1 Candidate I CAN Get Behind</title><content type='html'>Dolores for President!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://the-panopticon.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2095/2242968071_58167c436a_o.gif" alt="Dolores for President!" height="414" width="396" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-6427038604312523794?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/6427038604312523794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=6427038604312523794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/6427038604312523794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/6427038604312523794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2008/10/1-candidate-i-can-get-behind.html' title='1 Candidate I CAN Get Behind'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-3571283613945086741</id><published>2008-10-13T03:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:48.751-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>100 Chart Toppers the Year I Tested Out of HS</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.abdpbt.com/?p=170"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.abdpbt.com/wp-content/themes/thesis/custom/images/listbutton.jpg" alt="listbutton" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Apparently Monday is &lt;b&gt;LIST DAY&lt;/b&gt;.  &lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; was going to make Friday list day here, but noooooo.  Miss &lt;a href="http://www.abdpbt.com" target="_blank"&gt;abdpbt&lt;/a&gt; says that Monday's have to be list day.  So fine!  Here's my Monday list.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I was reading another blog recently.  I can't remember which one it was and I can't remember where I found the list but here it is.  The idea is that you go to this website, no I can't remember the address didn't I just tell you that, and find the list of 100 chart toppers the year you graduated from high school.  Then you go through and bold the one's you liked.  I have added comments on those bolded.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Macarena (Bayside Boys Mix), Los Del Rio&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;One Sweet Day, Mariah Carey and Boyz II Men&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt;Because You Loved Me, Celine Dion&lt;/strong&gt;:  Yeah I know sappy schlock, but I liked it.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nobody Knows, Tony Rich Project&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Always Be My Baby, Mariah Carey&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt;Give Me One Reason, Tracy Chapman&lt;/strong&gt;:  How can I not like a song by someone with the same last name as me.  Seriously I really do like this song.  Probably one of like 3 songs by Tracy that I actually like.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tha Crossroads, Bone Thugs-N-Harmony&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;I Love You Always Forever, Donna Lewis&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;You're Makin' Me High/Let It Flow, Toni Braxton&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Twisted, Keith Sweat&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt;C'mon N' Ride It (The Train), Quad City Dj's&lt;/strong&gt;:  You're probably thinking by now that this girl has no taste.  She liked this song?  What's wrong with her?  I didn't like it so much for the lyrics but the catchy beat that made it easy to dance to.  No I didn't do the train.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt;Missing, Everything But The Girl&lt;/strong&gt;:  I don't remember why I liked this song just that I did.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ironic, Alanis Morissette&lt;/strong&gt;:  There were a lot of Alanis song's that I didn't like but this one I did.  I also loved the video for this song.  I saw her in concert once and OMFG does this girl have some energy.  It's like she did an 8-ball before she came out on stage.  She couldn't sit still.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Exhale (Shoop Shoop), Whitney Houston&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt;Follow You Down/Til I Hear It From You, Gin Blossoms&lt;/strong&gt;:  Another one of those top 40 songs with a catchy beat.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sittin' Up In My Room, Brandy&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;How Do U Want It/California Love, 2Pac&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's All Coming Back To Me Now, Celine Dion&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt;Change The World, Eric Clapton&lt;/strong&gt;:  Who wouldn't love a song that starts "If I could reach the stars I'd pull one down for you".  EC has got to be one of my favorite musicians of all time.  I've loved him since he was in Cream.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hey Lover, LL Cool J&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Loungin, LL Cool J&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Insensitive, Jann Arden&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be My Lover, La Bouche&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt;Name, Goo Goo Dolls&lt;/strong&gt;:  Sometimes I wish I had someone that I could hide from the world with.  Where it didn't matter who I was or what my name was.  I think that's why I still like this song.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt;Who Will Save Your Soul, Jewel&lt;/strong&gt;:  I think that this song is a great commentary on where the world was at the time it was written and where we're still headed.  Kind of sad but everyone is just looking for a quick buck.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Where Do You Go, No Mercy&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;I Can't Sleep Baby (If I), R. Kelly&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt;Counting Blue Cars, Dishwalla&lt;/strong&gt;:  I think the main reason I liked this song is because I was a new pagan at the time and really into the goddess figure and it refers to god as a woman.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt;You Learn/You Oughta Know, Alanis Morissette&lt;/strong&gt;:  I liked this one because it tells you how you should live you life.  Go out there!  Make mistakes!  That's how you learn how to be a better person and make better decisions.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt;One Of Us, Joan Osborne&lt;/strong&gt;:  Again I think I liked this one because of my religious research.  What if god &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt; one of us?  What would (s)he think of what we've done with the planet.  I don't think (s)he'd be very happy.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wonder, Natalie Merchant&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Not Gon' Cry, Mary J. Blige&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gangsta's Paradise, Coolio&lt;/strong&gt;:  As much as I dislike rap I did like this song.  I liked the movie too.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Only You, 112 Featuring The Notorious B.I.G.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Down Low (Nobody Has To Know), R. Kelly&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;You're The One, SWV&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sweet Dreams, La Bouche&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Before You Walk Out Of My Life/Like This And Like That, Monica&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt;Breakfast At Tiffany's, Deep Blue Something&lt;/strong&gt;:  "And I said what about, breakfast at Tiffany's.  She said, "I think I, remember the film and as I recall, I think we, both kinda liked it" And I said , "well, that's the one thing we've got"".  I liked it too.  You gotta always look for what does work, not what doesn't work or you'll never make it.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;1, 2, 3, 4 (Sumpin' New), Coolio&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt;The World I Know, Collective Soul&lt;/strong&gt;:  I've been on the edge before.  I was pulled back by love.  I don't think I ever want to go there again.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;No Diggity, BLACKstreet (Featuring Dr. Dre)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Anything, 3t&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt;1979, The Smashing Pumpkins&lt;/strong&gt;:  Dude it's a song about the year I was born.  And Billy Corgan is HOT! with his little baby face and those chubby cheeks you just want to pinch til he bruises.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Diggin' On You, TLC&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why I Love You So Much/Ain't Nobody, Monica&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kissin' You, Total&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Count On Me, Whitney Houston and Cece Winans&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fantasy, Mariah Carey&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Time, Hootie and The Blowfish&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;You'll See, Madonna&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Last Night, Az Yet&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mouth, Merril Bainbridge&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Earth, The Sun, The Rain, Color Me Badd&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;All The Things (Your Man Won't Do), Joe&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wonderwall, Oasis&lt;/strong&gt;:  I think everyone needs a wonderwall in their lives.  Someone that they can talk to and be saved by sometimes.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Woo-hah!! Got You All In Check/Everything Remains Raw, Busta Rhymes&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tell Me, Groove Theory&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Elevators (Me and You), Outkast&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hook, Blues Traveler&lt;/strong&gt;:  I think this has got to be one of the most honest songs I've ever heard.  It tells the truth about the music industry.  It doesn't matter what they say or if they mean it as long as it's catchy.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Doin It, LL Cool J&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fastlove, George Michael&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Touch Me Tease Me, Case Featuring Foxxy Brown&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tonite's Tha Night, Kris Kross&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Children, Robert Miles&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Theme From Mission: Impossible, Adam Clayton and Larry Mullen&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Closer To Free, Bodeans&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt;Just A Girl, No Doubt&lt;/strong&gt;:  I've felt like this many times in my life.  Where someone else was controlling what they thought I should do.  What they thought was right for me.  I still feel like this sometimes.  I'm just sick of everyone else telling me what they think will be right for me.  I'm an adult.  I'm almost freaking 30 for Christ's sake.  Let me make my own decisions.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;If Your Girl Only Knew, Aaliyah&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lady, D'angelo&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Key West Intermezzo (I Saw You First), John Mellencamp&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pony, Ginuwine&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nobody, Keith Sweat&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Old Man and Me (When I Get To Heaven), Hootie and The Blowfish&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt;If It Makes You Happy, Sheryl Crow&lt;/strong&gt;:I can't say exactly why I like this song.  I just did.  Maybe it was the hook.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;As I Lay Me Down, Sophie B. Hawkins&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Keep On, Keepin' On, Mc Lyte&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jealousy, Natalie Merchant&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt;I Want To Come Over, Melissa Etheridge&lt;/strong&gt;:  Who doesn't feel teenage angst at unrequited love for the popular guy at school.  The thing that made it really bad is that we were friends.  He even told me once if I was older then there would've been something.  Goddamn statutory rape laws.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Who Do U Love, Deborah Cox&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt;Un-Break My Heart, Toni Braxton&lt;/strong&gt;:  I think this one came out not long after my BF left me for my Best Friend.  Joke was on him though.  He turned her gay.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;This Is Your Night, Amber&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;You Remind Me Of Something, R. Kelly&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Runaway, Janet Jackson&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Set U Free, Planet Soul&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hit Me Off, New Edition&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;No One Else, Total&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;My Boo, Ghost Town Dj's&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get Money, Junior M.A.F.I.A.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt;That Girl, Maxi Priest Featuring Shaggy&lt;/strong&gt;:  I wanted to be that girl.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Po Pimp, Do Or Die&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt;Until It Sleeps, Metallica&lt;/strong&gt;:  This is post haircut and most of their stuff post haircut I didn't like.  But this one I do.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hay, Crucial Conflict&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt;Beautiful Life, Ace Of Base&lt;/strong&gt;I think I wanted to be happy no matter what.  This song gave me that hope.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Back For Good, Take That&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;I Got Id/Long Road, Pearl Jam&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Soon As I Get Home, Faith Evans&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Macarena, Los Del Rio&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Only Wanna Be With You, Hootie and The Blowfish&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't Cry, Seal&lt;/strong&gt;:  This goes along with wanting to be loved.  Wanting someone there to hold me and tell me it would be okay and I didn't have to cry.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Can you guess what year I graduated?  Or actually tested out.  I didn't "graduate" in the strictest sense of the term.  I tested out before graduation because I was going to college at the same time as high school and what I was learning in college was more advanced than what I was learning AT THE SAME TIME at high school.  Isn't that the way it's supposed to work though?  College = more difficult than high school.  Am I right?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Remember I did say guess.  Not go plug one of these songs into a search engine somewhere to see what year they were on the charts.  So guess.  What year did I test out of high school?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-3571283613945086741?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/3571283613945086741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=3571283613945086741&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/3571283613945086741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/3571283613945086741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2008/10/100-chart-toppers-year-i-tested-out-of.html' title='100 Chart Toppers the Year I Tested Out of HS'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-8593135883635068867</id><published>2008-10-10T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:48.754-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>16 Things I Have Made</title><content type='html'>This list will not include food stuffs.  That list would be huge.  It will however include some of the craft items I can remember.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Numerous cross stitch items&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 pairs of socks&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Numerous fulled bags&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Numerous Market Bags&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://knitty.com/ISSUEfall04/PATTclapotis.html" target="_blank"&gt;Clapotis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;a couple of hats&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 chemises&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 pairs of shorts (with help from mom)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 under skirt&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 over skirt&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 bodice (again with help from mom)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;curtains&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;popsicle stick structures&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;clay ashtrays&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;beautiful finger painted landscapes (at least that's what I told my mom they were.  They must have been beautiful because she usually put them up on the fridge.)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;And one time in elementary school, I made a mission out of sugar cubes (I don't remember which one it was though)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-8593135883635068867?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/8593135883635068867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=8593135883635068867&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/8593135883635068867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/8593135883635068867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2008/10/16-things-i-have-made.html' title='16 Things I Have Made'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-1813423558324143698</id><published>2008-10-09T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:48.756-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drugs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='answers'/><title type='text'>1 Answer to a Hypothetical Question</title><content type='html'>A few days ago &lt;a href="http://www.dooce.com/2008/10/02/something-chew" target="_blank"&gt;Dooce&lt;/a&gt; posted a question.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;If you could donate some money to a starving family so that they could feed their children but were only allowed to do so if you also gave an equal amount to a crack addict to buy more crack, would you?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;She left the comments open on this one.  Which I have noticed she's doing more and more lately.  I didn't respond to that question.  Several thousand responses did come in, quite a few of them were blasting her for asking such an obviously political question.  Which it totally wasn't.  I am going to answer that question now though.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Having been in the situation where my mother had to decide if she would eat or my brother and I would, I would so totally give the money to the family.  My logic is this.  If that person takes my $20 or $50 and goes and buys crack eventually they will get bad shit or OD and die.  One less crack addict to worry about.  However, it might mean one mom or dad that doesn't have to do without and become ill because of a lack of or improper nutrition.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I know some of you may think that's callous and cold and I'm a major bitch for even thinking something like that.  However if you're giving them money to buy crack they're not going to use it to get into rehab or buy food.  You gave them the money to BUY CRACK.  That's what they're going to do with it.  Those kinds of people are not helpable, is that even a word?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I'm all for trying to help people that genuinely want the help.  That are ready to give up their addictions and clean up their lives.  We should have places for them to go where they're in a controlled environment relearning how to be human and not drug addicted monsters.  I'm not trying to say that all crack addicts are hopeless.  But the ones that are happy with their addictions?  Fuck em.  Let them kill themselves.  I'll even help them on their way if it means that someone else gets the help they need.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-1813423558324143698?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/1813423558324143698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=1813423558324143698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/1813423558324143698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/1813423558324143698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2008/10/1-answer-to-hypothetical-question.html' title='1 Answer to a Hypothetical Question'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-5964500743704253645</id><published>2008-10-03T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:48.757-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>A List of 26 Lists</title><content type='html'>So I have put up a few lists on things on my blog fairly recently.  So much so that I was linked to be another blogger as being a list lover.  She has challenged us to make lists.  Not meaningful lists of anything of significance.  Just a list of useless things.  To that end I have decided to make a list of things you can make lists of.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Things you have made.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Books you have read&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Movies you have seen&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reasons to keep hitting snooze in the morning&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;People you love&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;People you hate&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Things you need to do&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Books you need to read&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Books you want to read&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Books you need to read but don't really want to&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stuff you need to buy&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stuff you want to buy but don't have the money for&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ideas for blog updates&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Knitting patterns you want to make&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Knitting patterns you want to design&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Crafts you want to learn&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Games you want to play&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Celebrities you want to fuck&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Celebrities you want to kill&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Normal" people you want to kill&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Food you love&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Food you hate&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cars you want to own&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cars you have owned&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hair colors you have had&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hair colors you would like to have&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;This list could go on and on but I have to go get in the shower to get ready for work now.  You can add more in the comments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-5964500743704253645?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/5964500743704253645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=5964500743704253645&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/5964500743704253645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/5964500743704253645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2008/10/list-of-26-lists.html' title='A List of 26 Lists'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-3171083934943759997</id><published>2008-10-01T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:48.759-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>Blog Theft 101</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Find a blog you love.&lt;li&gt;Steal ideas from it&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;It’s that simple.  Granted the blog I stole this from stole it from another blog.  Woo Hoo.  Lots of fun.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The instructions for passing this list around the internet like a viral disease are as follows:&lt;br/&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Look at the list and &lt;strong&gt;bold &lt;/strong&gt;those you have read. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Italicize&lt;/i&gt; those you intend to read. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;u&gt;Underline&lt;/u&gt; the books you love. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.abdpbt.com" target="_blank"&gt;Abdpbt &lt;/a&gt;has added to these instructions the following:&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Put in ALL CAPS the one that are also on the hypothetical list of books that Sarah Palin did not ask to have banned, but merely inquired about the theory of banning in general, a subtle and unimportant distinction. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;del&gt;Strike through &lt;/del&gt;books that should not be on the list. This might be due to the fact that you hate them, or think they are not “literary,” or just because you are being capricious today. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Color &lt;font color="green"&gt;green&lt;/font&gt; those books that are propaganda or glorified trash. Feel justified in making these kinds of distinctions based on your status as both an ivory tower intellectual and a card carrying member of the media elite. Accuse naysayers of living in a “fly over” state. Drink organic coffee sweetened with agave nectar or stevia. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Color &lt;font color="red"&gt;red&lt;/font&gt; those books you haven’t read but “should” have, or which you have never heard of. Offer self-effacing, anti-intellectual explanations where necessary. Talk about how much you like popular culture as diversion tactic, and to make people think that you are “quirky.” Wear glasses with dark rims. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Add books that should be on the list to the end. Take comfort in the fact that no list of this kind could ever be complete, and will always alienate someone. It is the problem with establishing canonicity. Pat self on back for using word “canonicity” outside of academic paper. Also, punch self in face for being tool. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;She says, “Listen, it’s my website and I make the rules. So I don’t want to hear any bitching. So without any further ado, the list:”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I have edited the list to reflect my changes with the above rules except rule number 1.  I’m just too lazy to go try to find a copy of that list and compare.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;Pride and Prejudice&lt;/font&gt; by Jane Austen:  I personally feel anything by this woman is useless drivel.  If I want to read trashy romance novels I’ll go buy them on clearance at Big Lots for 50¢. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Lord of the Rings&lt;/b&gt; by JRR Tolkien &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Harry Potter Series&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; by JK Rowling:  Loved every one of these books.  I do reread them sometimes too.  I did however get very angry with JK when Dumbledore died in book 6.  Hope that didn’t ruin it for you.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;To Kill A Mockingbird&lt;/b&gt; by Harper Lee:  Had to read it in school.  Don’t really remember it though.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;The Bible&lt;/font&gt;: I really should read this just to see what all the crazies are talking about and why they’re so fanatical about this book.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Nineteen Eighty Four&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; by George Orwell:  I find it kind of scary that under the current administration, and possibly the next, we’re moving closer and closer to this state.  Orwell was right just not on the date.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;His Dark Materials by Philip Pullman &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;Great Expectations&lt;/font&gt; by Charles Dickens:  I’ve heard this is a really good book.  I didn’t see the movie but it seems like it might be fun.  I’ll let you know once I’ve read it.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Little Women by Louisa M Alcott &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tess of the D’Urbervilles&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; by Thomas Hardy:  abdpbt said this was the most depressing book she ever read until she got to one of the other books on the list.  I however found it wonderful.  Makes me want to keep going no matter how bad I think things have gotten just like Tess did.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Catch 22 Joseph Heller &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Complete Works of Shakespeare&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rebecca by Daphne Du Maurier &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Hobbit&lt;/b&gt; by JRR Tolkien:  Read this as a child.  I’ve always loved fantasy novels.  Even the trash romance novels I read now are about things that probably can’t happen.  Time travel and vampires and stuff like that.  Some will say that this shouldn't have it's own place on the list as it's part of the LoTR Trilogy.  In fact it is not a part of the trilogy.  It's a prequel.  (And OH MY GOD THE HELL!  How much of a geek am I that I abbreviated it LoTR?)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Birdsong by Sebastian Faulks &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Catcher in the Rye&lt;/b&gt; by JD Salinger:  Another book I was forced to read in high school.  Don’t really remember much of it though.  I do know I liked it.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Time Traveler’s Wife by Audrey Niffenegger &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Middlemarch by George Eliot &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;Gone With The Wind&lt;/font&gt; by Margaret Mitchell:  hated the movie, and I know everyone always says the books better but I don’t think I can make myself care about such a spoiled rotten brat as Scarlett.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;The Great Gatsby&lt;/font&gt; by F Scott Fitzgerald:  Don’t really know what this one is about but I do know that there’s always a lot of hype surrounding it.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bleak House by Charles Dickens &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;War and Peace&lt;/i&gt; by Leo Tolstoy:  This is one of those books you just have to read at least once in your life.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Hitch Hiker’s Guide to the Galaxy&lt;/i&gt; by Douglas Adams:  Loved the movie, hope the books better.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Brideshead Revisited by Evelyn Waugh &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Crime and Punishment&lt;/i&gt; by Fyodor Dostoyevsky:  Another one of those books you have to read.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Grapes of Wrath&lt;/i&gt; by John Steinbeck:  I like the other Steinbeck work I’ve read so I’m hoping this is good as well.  I think I may have read this in high school but I don’t remember.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alice in Wonderland&lt;/b&gt; by Lewis Carroll:  Loved the Disney movie as a child and didn’t realize quite how different they make things.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Wind in the Willows&lt;/i&gt; by Kenneth Grahame:  Love Mr. Toad’s wild ride and like books with anthropomorphized animals.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Anna Karenina by Leo Tolstoy &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;David Copperfield&lt;/font&gt; by Charles Dickens:  This is one of those books I SHOULD read but probably never will. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chronicles of Narnia&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; by CS Lewis:  Anthropomorphized animals.  What more is there to say?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;Emma&lt;/font&gt; by Jane Austen: See number 1 &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;Persuasion&lt;/font&gt; by Jane Austen: See number 1&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; by CS Lewis: See number 33&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Kite Runner&lt;/i&gt; by Khaled Hosseini:  I’ve heard of this book and heard good things about this book.  So eh?  Why not?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Captain Corelli’s Mandolin by Louis De Bernieres &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Memoirs of a Geisha&lt;/i&gt; by Arthur Golden:  Another one where I loved the movie and hope the books better.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Winnie the Pooh&lt;/b&gt; by AA Milne:  Who hasn’t read Winnie the Pooh?  If you haven’t there must be something wrong with you. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Animal Farm&lt;/i&gt; by George OrwellMore anthropomorphized animals, and this one has a message.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Da Vinci Code&lt;/b&gt; by Dan Brown:  I read it because of all the hype surrounding the movie.  It wasn’t as good as I had hoped but it was better than the movie. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;One Hundred Years of Solitude by Gabriel Garcia Marquez &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;A Prayer for Owen Meany by John Irving &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Woman in White by Wilkie Collins &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anne of Green Gables&lt;/b&gt; by LM Montgomery: I read this as a preteen and thought it was boring.  I still think it’s boring.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Far From The Madding Crowd&lt;/i&gt; by Thomas Hardy:  I like his other work and therefore will hopefully like this one too.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Handmaid’s Tale by Margaret Atwood. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lord of the Flies&lt;/b&gt; by William Golding:  Another one of them required books.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Atonement by Ian McEwan &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Life of Pi by Yann Martel &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dune&lt;/i&gt; by Frank Herbert:  I liked the movies and this is another that I hope will be better.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cold Comfort Farm by Stella Gibbons &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;Sense and Sensibility&lt;/font&gt; by Jane Austen: See number 1&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;A Suitable Boy by Vikram Seth &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Shadow of the Wind by Carlos Ruiz Zafon &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;A Tale Of Two Cities&lt;/font&gt; by Charles Dickens:  I’ve heard Dickens is boring.  I’ve been told a very verbose person.  However if I can get through Hugo I could probably get through Dickens.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Brave New World&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; by Aldous Huxley:  It’s another one of those future doom and gloom books but still there’s hope.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time by Mark Haddon &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Love In The Time Of Cholera by Gabriel Garcia Marquez &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Of Mice and Men&lt;/b&gt; by John Steinbeck:  Yet another required read.  However this one I enjoyed.  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lolita&lt;/i&gt; by Vladimir Nabokov:  I’ve heard the story outline but never actually read the book.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Secret History by Donna Tartt &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Lovely Bones&lt;/i&gt; by Alice Sebold:  This want to read is based on comments other’s have left regarding this book.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;Count of Monte Cristo&lt;/font&gt; by Alexandre Dumas:  I’m just not one for prison stories.  I know it’s supposed to be a great story but thbbpt is kind of how I feel about it.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;On The Road by Jack Kerouac&lt;/font&gt;: I don’t really have anything to say about this one I just don’t think I’ll ever read it.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jude the Obscure&lt;/i&gt; by Thomas Hardy:  Another one of those that I think I might like because of my like of his other works.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;&lt;del&gt;Bridget Jones’s Diary&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/font&gt; by Helen Fielding:  Hated the movies would probably hate the books.  I mean I have enough blogs to read already.  I don’t want to add another.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Midnight’s Children by Salman Rushdie&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Moby Dick by Herman Melville. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oliver Twist&lt;/i&gt; by Charles Dickens:  I like the musical that was adapted from this perhaps I’d like the book.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dracula&lt;/b&gt; by Bram Stoker:  I’ve read lots of vampire stories.  I usually like them all.  This one was a fun twist on the usual story.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Secret Garden&lt;/b&gt; by Frances Hodgson Burnett:  I know I’ve read this but can’t for the life of me remember anything about it.  Which means I was either really young or it really sucked.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Notes From A Small Island by Bill Bryson &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ulysses by James Joyce &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;The Bell Jar&lt;/font&gt; by Sylvia Plath:  This is one of those woman books.  Right?  Something every woman should read. Right?  At least that’s what I remember hearing about it.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Swallows and Amazons by Arthur Ransome &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Germinal by Emile Zola &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;Vanity Fair&lt;/font&gt; by William Makepeace Thackeray:  The plot of this book seems incredibly boring.  I’m not really interested in intrigues and plots to get the dying aunts money and other such drivel. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Possession by AS Byatt &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;A Christmas Carol&lt;/b&gt; by Charles Dickens:  Who doesn’t remember humbugs come x-mas time?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cloud Atlas by David Mitchell &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;The Color Purple&lt;/font&gt; by Alice Walker:  I know Oprah was in a movie of this once.  Or was in Whoopie.  Shit I can’t remember and I’m not going to take the time to look it up.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;The Remains of the Day&lt;/font&gt; by Kazuo Ishiguro:  If this is the one they made the movie out of never never never going to read it.  The movie almost put me to sleep it was so boring.  And since most of my reading is done in bed I’m pretty sure the book WOULD put me to sleep.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Madame Bovary by Gustave Flaubert &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;A Fine Balance by Rohinton Mistry &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Charlotte’s Web&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; by EB White:  Loved this book as a child.  We need more PEOPLE like Charlotte in this world.  Willing to go out of their way to help others.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;The Five People You Meet In Heaven&lt;/font&gt; by Mitch Albom:  How does this person know who I’m going to meet in heaven?  Or even if that’s where I’m going?  I mean come on.  Did he die?  Did he go to heaven?  I know if I went to heaven I don’t think I’d ask to come back to write a book about who I met there. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Adventures of Sherlock Holmes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle:  This is bolded and italicized because I’ve read some of them and need to read the rest. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Faraway Tree Collection by Enid Blyton &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Heart of Darkness&lt;/i&gt; by Joseph Conrad:  I just like the title.  Sound all dark and dangerous.  It probably isn’t though.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Little Prince&lt;/b&gt; by Antoine De Saint-Exupery:  Read in the original French.  Over the course of several months with my French-English dictionary next to me.  I never was a good French student.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Wasp Factory by Iain Banks &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Watership Down&lt;/b&gt; by Richard Adams:  All I remember is something to do with rabbits.  Not sure if that was in the story or if it was just the picture on the cover.   But I definitely remember rabbits.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;A Confederacy of Dunces by John Kennedy Toole &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;A Town Like Alice by Nevil Shute &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Three Musketeers&lt;/i&gt; by Alexandre Dumas:  I’ve heard lots of things about the musketeers and what they did, what they stood for and all that I should probably read what all the fuss is about and really learn what Dumas thought they should be. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hamlet&lt;/b&gt; by William Shakespeare:  Another one of those required reads in high school.  And oddly enough one that I really did like.  I know I said earlier that I didn’t care for intrigues and trying to get what you don’t really deserve but hey it’s Shakespeare.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Charlie and the Chocolate Factory by Roald Dahl &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Les Miserables&lt;/b&gt; by Victor Hugo:  The first time I read this, yes first time I have read it more than once, it was hard to get through.  Damned Hugo and making the first 6 chapters about the history of what’s going on at the time.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Books added by abdpbt:&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Moor’s Last Sigh by Salman Rushdie. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;White Teeth by Zadie Smith. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tom Jones by Henry Fielding. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Geek Love by Kathryn Dunn. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blindness by Jose Saramago. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Corrections by Jonathan Frantzen. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Middlesex by Jeffrey Eugenides &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius by Dave Eggers. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fury by Salman Rushdie. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Interpreter of Maladies by Jhumpa Lahiri. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Monk by Mathew Lewis. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Books I would add:&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Hunchback of Notre Dame By Victor Hugo&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Sword of Truth Series by Terry Goodkind&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Complete Works of E.A. Poe&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;L’Etranger (The Stranger) by Albert Camus&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Jungle by Upton Sinclair&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fahrenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Something Wicked This Way Comes By Ray Bradbury&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Foundation Series by Isaac Asimov&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Slaughterhouse 5 by Kurt Vonegut&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;Siddhartha by Herman Hesse&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Yes I have read all the books in my additions.  Yes I liked them all.  113 is actually 8 or 9 books and 119 is at least 3, probably more.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br/&gt;As far as the books on the original list are concerned I have only read a quarter of them.  Not great but still much better than abdpbt’s assertion that most people have only read 6 of the books.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br/&gt;So what would your list include?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-3171083934943759997?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/3171083934943759997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=3171083934943759997&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/3171083934943759997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/3171083934943759997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-theft-101.html' title='Blog Theft 101'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-6218802410464005290</id><published>2008-09-27T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:48.762-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hitler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leadership'/><title type='text'>Was Hitler a Great Leader?</title><content type='html'>This is becoming a trend for me.  Getting my blogging ideas from &lt;a href="http://www.dooce.com" target="_blank"&gt;Dooce's&lt;/a&gt; comments.  I just can't help myself.  The people that post to her comments are usually the funniest people in the world.  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Yesterday she opened herself up to more hate asking for discussion.  She posted a video clip of Republican VP Candidate Palin and asked why people were still so in love with her.  One of the comments left was this, in regards to Democratic Pres Candidate Obama.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;"Hitler was a great speaker, did that make him a good leader?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I think it's scary to have such a smooth talker in office. I'm not saying he's Hitler, but who knows. And I admit I like listening to Obama speak. But he gets away with saying some shit because he's so smooth...I don't care for that kind of pull."&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;This got me to thinking.  I know I'm going to offend some people out there in the Interwebs with this post but hey that's why I love having a blog.  I can write whatever I want and don't have to care who I piss off.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Mirriam Webster defines the word &lt;a&gt;leader&lt;/a&gt; as:&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;" a person who leads: as a: guide , conductor b (1): a person who directs a military force or unit (2): a person who has commanding authority or influence"&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;By that definition Hitler was not just a good leader.  He was a fucking phenomenal leader.  His countrymen loved him, as evidenced by the atrocities they committed for him.  He gave his people what they needed at the time.  Which is what made him so powerful.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Granted he united his people with hate and did horrible things to people that didn't deserve it.  He was still a great leader.  While his country was in turmoil and being bombarded from all sides by those opposed to what he was doing he still managed to keep control and had a huge army at his command.  While I don't like the things he with his "leadership" I do have to say that the man was and great leader.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-6218802410464005290?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/6218802410464005290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=6218802410464005290&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/6218802410464005290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/6218802410464005290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2008/09/was-hitler-great-leader.html' title='Was Hitler a Great Leader?'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-8824585645881953337</id><published>2008-09-04T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:48.764-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='censorship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><title type='text'>Censorship</title><content type='html'>I usually try to stay out of the policital debates.  That's not what I wanted my blog to be about.  I wanted it to be about light and funny things.  And I guess what I'm about to say isn't really a political debate, more of a debate/rant on censorship and the 1st Amendment.  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I have tried to post openly and honestly about what I think and feel in life.  I have always tried not to alienate anyone from reading my blog.  We all know there aren't very many of you.  I have censored myself with regards to certain aspects of my life.  However, I have to open my mouth about what is going on in the comments of &lt;a href="http://www.dooce.com" Target="_blank"&gt;my favorite blog&lt;/a&gt; to read.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Heather Armstrong writes and publishes Dooce.com.  Almost always her posts are light and funny posts about her husband, child, or dogs.  Every once in a while she'll get a bug up her butt and post about something important to her.  Kind of like the bug I get up my butt every once in a while.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Today she, in my opinion, tactfully posted her feelings about the speech given by Republican VP candidate Palin.  She posted a link to an AP article explaining how some of the things said in the speech were incorrect.  She left this post open to comments.  She usually closes comments on all of her posts.  She has gotten tired of the hate spewed her way.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I can't begin to fathom why she left them open this time.  I don't know her personally, although I do feel a certain amount of closeness with this woman who has opened her home and life to the world.  I can only guess that it was because she wanted people to get together and actually TALK about what's going on in this election.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;What I found somewhat disturbing was the amount of people telling her that she never should have posted about this.  That she should have kept her mouth shut and posted about what she knew best.  That a mommyblog was no place for politics.  What are they thinking?  This is America that she lives in and we have the 1st Amendment.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;IT'S HER BLOG.  sHE CAN POST WHATEVER SHE DAMN WELL PLEASES AND YOU DON'T HAVE THE RIGHT TO TAKE THAT AWAY FROM HER.  We are granted a certain amount of freedom of speech by the 1st Amendment.  I know that freedom comes with responsibilty.  I do not believe that she was being irresponsible in her post.  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Although I don't agree with ALL of what she said I do agree with a lot of what she said.  Whether or not I agree with her comments however has nothing to do with her ability or right to post them.  It's her point of view on this issue.  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Neither am I saying that the people that told her to shut up should not have been allowed to post.  They could have, as some did, simply stopped reading the blog.  If you don't like something that you can't control you stop subjecting yourself to it.  If you can control it then by all means try to change it.  To publicly attack someone the comments of thier blog and tell them that their stupid or don't know what they're talking about is, to me, akin to going into someone's living room and saying those things to their face.  It's like the cyber bullying commercials, don't know if you have them where you live, but "If you wouldn't say it to someone's face why would you say it online?"&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;What someone else posts on their blog is none of my business.  If I don't like it I don't read it.  It's not like she's in these people's homes with guns to their heads forcing them to read her blog or look at pictures of her dogs.  I know she lives within 25 miles of me but I'm not afraid she'll come over and "pay me a visit" if I don't read her blog on a daily basis.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;So what the fuck is wrong with people that they think it's okay to tell her what she can and can't say on her own damn blog?  Have we become so self-centered in this country that we can't accept that there are other people out there?  That they might think differently than we do?  That they have the right to think differently?  That that is what actually makes this country great?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Soemtimes I get so fed up with the pettiness in the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-8824585645881953337?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/8824585645881953337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=8824585645881953337&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/8824585645881953337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/8824585645881953337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2008/09/censorship.html' title='Censorship'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-8432194477219810553</id><published>2008-08-27T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:48.766-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='constipation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shit'/><title type='text'>Constipation Studies</title><content type='html'>So I'm driving to my studio this morning listening to the local oldies radio station.  I hear a commercial for Lifetree Clinical Research.  They're doing a study on constipation.  Specifically on opiate narcotics and the effects on bowel mobility.  The commercial wasn't clear on that point.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I've had constipation problems since I was a baby.  My mom said the first time I had a solid movement it scared her because it was bigger than what she could do.  Since then it hasn't gotten better.  I'll go three or four days sometimes between movements if I don't take a laxative or get enough fiber in my diet; and I start getting nauseous after eating towards the end of that time.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;When those blessed days come I can spend as much as 30 minutes on the toilet.  I don't try to rush things.  Just let them happen naturally.  This is learned after one time trying to rush it and tearing myself.  Not good.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;So I call the number and I start talking to this lady who's accepting applications at the research center.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Me: "I'm calling about the constipation study."&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Her: "Oh Great!  You have constipation?"&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Me: "Since I was a baby.  Scared my mom once when I was still in diapers."&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Her actually sounding like she really cares: "Oh my you poor thing.  Well let me ask.  Are you taking opiates?"&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Me: "No.  Is that what you're looking for?  People taking opiate narcotics?"&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Her:  "Yes.  Well...hold on a second let me check something really quick."&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Hold Music&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Her: "Are you still there?"&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Me: "Yes"&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Her:  "We're not looking for control subjects at this time.  But you know you can look online for other places that might be doing research that can help you."  In her most concerned voice, "I'm so sorry we couldn't help you."&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I just about pissed myself laughiong at that, after hanging up of course.  She really felt bad that I can't shit on a regular basis.  Or at least she sounded like she cared.  She takes her job a little too seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-8432194477219810553?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/8432194477219810553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=8432194477219810553&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/8432194477219810553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/8432194477219810553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2008/08/constipation-studies.html' title='Constipation Studies'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-9076687831057289403</id><published>2008-08-14T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:48.768-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Question'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musing'/><title type='text'>Questions?</title><content type='html'>Why do non-funny people even try to be funny?  It's just sad really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-9076687831057289403?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/9076687831057289403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=9076687831057289403&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/9076687831057289403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/9076687831057289403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2008/08/questions_14.html' title='Questions?'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-2839812407154115819</id><published>2008-08-13T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:48.770-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Question'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musing'/><title type='text'>Questions?</title><content type='html'>Why does a hangnail or paper cut hurt so goddamn bad?  I think I'd rather cut my finger off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-2839812407154115819?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/2839812407154115819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=2839812407154115819&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/2839812407154115819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/2839812407154115819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2008/08/questions_13.html' title='Questions?'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-6910593041363588712</id><published>2008-08-12T01:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:48.772-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Question'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musing'/><title type='text'>Questions?</title><content type='html'>Why do adult children torture themselves with week long "vacations" driving their parents around Texas and Oklahoma?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-6910593041363588712?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/6910593041363588712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=6910593041363588712&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/6910593041363588712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/6910593041363588712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2008/08/questions_12.html' title='Questions?'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-7805819804932644078</id><published>2008-08-11T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:48.773-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Knitting Nightmares'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knitting'/><title type='text'>Knitting Nightmare #2</title><content type='html'>The evil that is Fun Fur should be blasted off the face of the planet.  As well as the person that invented it.  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;When I was still living with my mom my niece came to visit for Christmas.  She saw me knitting and decided that she wanted to learn.  So we went to the local Wal-Mart and bought cheap yarn and needles so she could learn how to knit.  I didn’t want to let her use my expensive bamboo or wool.  She decided that she wanted a bright blue fun fur.  I tried to dissuade her and get some nice smooth light acrylic yarn.  She poo poo’d that idea.  So we get the fun fur and some size 10.5 needles.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;We take it all back to the house and I try to teach her to knit by having her sit in my lap so she can see exactly what I’m doing and copy the movements.  She gave up on the fun fur so I handed her some nice smooth light acrylic yarn.  After about 3 minutes of this she gives up and says she can’t do it.  I keep trying to get her to knit and she keeps saying she can’t.  I eventually give up. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I still have this bright blue fun fur however and no idea what to do with it.  She decides that she wants the little kerchief pattern on the ball band.  So I cast on my one stitch and start the painful task of making a neck kerchief with a KFB of the first stitch on each row.  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I hated this after the about the 3rd row and wanted to throw it away.  However I had promised my niece that I would make her this damned kerchief and so I would finish it.  It took me about 3 years.  There were several times where I would pick it up thinking it won’t take me long to finish then I can be done with it.  Those periods only lasted about 10 minutes before I became disgusted.  Then I would throw it back in my bag cursing the evil that is Fun Fur.  The periods in my bag lasted much longer than 10 minutes.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;It’s done.  I’ve bound off.  I still have to weave in the ends and mail it to her though.  Not sure if she even still wants it.  It’s been so long since she said she did.  Maybe I’ll give it to my local animal shelter for some cat to snuggle with.  It’s not really good for much else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-7805819804932644078?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/7805819804932644078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=7805819804932644078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/7805819804932644078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/7805819804932644078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2008/08/knitting-nightmare-2.html' title='Knitting Nightmare #2'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-2496649190970769333</id><published>2008-08-11T01:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:48.775-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Question'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musing'/><title type='text'>Questions?</title><content type='html'>Why do the firemen always eat at the pizza place down the strip from me?  Not that I'm complaining.  They're not bad to look at, but you'd think they'd try to eat something a little more healthy than pizza.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-2496649190970769333?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/2496649190970769333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=2496649190970769333&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/2496649190970769333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/2496649190970769333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2008/08/questions_11.html' title='Questions?'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-5691595120538849445</id><published>2008-08-10T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:48.776-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paris'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Breaking In</title><content type='html'>In case you’re new here I spent a month in Paris when I was 17.  It was a graduation gift to me; and Uncle Sam.  We went with a local Community College as a group of about 30 people.  We stayed in the dorms at La Citè.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;My room was on the troisième floor, which in America would actually be the 4th floor not the 3rd.  The first floor is 0 in France and most of Europe for some strange reason.  This was also the top floor of the dorm.  My room was in the corner of the building by the street which meant that I could look out my window and see a beautiful park.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The windows in these rooms opened inward and had very deep sills.  I spent quite a bit of time sitting in my window doing my homework.  The buildings were old enough that they had large stone ledges around the outside of the building.  Being on the top floor the roof sloped away pretty quickly from the ledge.  I also spent time standing on the ledge and leaning against the roof.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I was hanging out with my friend Lily one day when it started to get late.  We had class the next day and decided to call it a night.  Lily had apparently forgotten her key.  Her roommate was already asleep and wouldn’t wake up to the knocking on the door, or the ringing of the phone.  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;We looked out one of my rooms windows and saw that her roommate had left the window open.  There was no AC in this building.  Having been in the rock climbing club in High School I have no fear of heights or hanging onto stone with my bare hands. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Since her bedroom window was open I decided to walk along the ledge outside the building to get into her window and let her into her room.  Needless to say when I jumped down inside her dorm room her roommate woke up.  Pounding on the door?  No.  Screaming telephone?  No.  17 year old girl landing in her room?  YES!  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;She wasn’t very happy.   She started screaming at me to “Get out!!”  I tried to calm her down by letting her know who I was but that just seemed to make her even angrier.  She actually got out of bed and started chasing me towards the door.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Meanwhile Lily is waiting out in the hall for me to open the door.  When I finally get there to open it she has this huge smile on her face, like she’s trying very hard not to laugh.  I’m sure had I seen a mirror I would have seen the same expression on my face.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;We both laughed our asses off about it the next day.  Thought it was the funniest thing on the trip so far.  This was about one week in.  There was a lot more hilarity after this.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Our teacher from the states, who grew up in Paris and wasn’t staying at the dorms, came to talk to me the next day.  Tried to yell at me and tell me he was going to send me home early.  When I explained the situation and what we had tried first he changed his mind.  This woman, whose name escapes me, was less than pleased to see me on the bus for the field trip the next day.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;She tried to get the rest of the students after me too.  When Lily and I explained what had happened they all laughed along with us.  She didn’t make very many friends in Paris.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Come back later for more installments of my fun times in Paris.  Like the time three of us chased a beggar off the metro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-5691595120538849445?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/5691595120538849445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=5691595120538849445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/5691595120538849445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/5691595120538849445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2008/08/breaking-in.html' title='Breaking In'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-5358372146511262929</id><published>2008-08-10T01:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:48.779-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Question'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musing'/><title type='text'>Questions?</title><content type='html'>When will the hot go away?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-5358372146511262929?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/5358372146511262929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=5358372146511262929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/5358372146511262929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/5358372146511262929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2008/08/questions_10.html' title='Questions?'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-2866507891160773697</id><published>2008-08-09T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:48.780-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Knitting Nightmares'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knitting'/><title type='text'>Knitting Nightmares #1</title><content type='html'>When I first learned to knit I taught myself.  It was prescribed as physical therapy after having a cystotomy in my wrist.  After just a couple of months I was back to full flexibility, able to touch my thumb to my forearm.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I learned to knit by watching Knitty Gritty on the DIY Network.  Apparently I didn’t watch close enough.  For the first 6 months of my knitting career I was always knitting through the back loop.  I was apparently also wrapping the yarn backwards when purling.  So you’d think that with the twisting of the knitting and the twisting of the purling they’d cancel each other out.  But noooo, not the way it works.  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I couldn’t figure out why my knitting was so damned tight.  My fabrics didn’t move the way they were supposed to.  They just sat there like hard little lumps.  Like some sort of cyst.  See what happens when you try to do something for yourself?  I was about to give up then I found my LYS and a very helpful women.  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;She told me about her beginner’s knitting class and it wasn’t until I took that class that I realized what I was doing.  Even then it took the instructor looking at my knitting to tell me.  I still have that little bright pink baby sweater.  With the first half of the back with twisted stitches.  I’m such a perfectionist that if I did it now I’d rip it out and start over.  However it was my first ever piece of knitted clothing and it will stay with twisted stitches forever, and probably unseamed as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-2866507891160773697?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/2866507891160773697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=2866507891160773697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/2866507891160773697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/2866507891160773697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2008/08/knitting-nightmares-1.html' title='Knitting Nightmares #1'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-8755779717064821809</id><published>2008-08-09T01:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:48.781-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Question'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musing'/><title type='text'>Questions?</title><content type='html'>Said in the voice of a 5 year old.  "Intraweb...Can I ask you a question?...Can I have a hug?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-8755779717064821809?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/8755779717064821809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=8755779717064821809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/8755779717064821809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/8755779717064821809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2008/08/questions_09.html' title='Questions?'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-5514354470043659848</id><published>2008-08-08T01:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:57.349-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='France'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dancing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paris'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Bastille Day 1996</title><content type='html'>In 1996 I tested out of high school.  I only stayed long enough to go to my senior prom, what a nightmare but that's another post.  I was going to college at night and high school during the day and had been for 2 years.  I was sick of school.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;As a graduation gift to myself, and ostensibly to earn more college credits, I took out a student loan and spent a month in Paris.  I have lots of stories to tell and lots of things I miss.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I went with a group from my local community college and lived in the dorms at La Citè.  We attended classes at the Sorbonne.  We all know the real reason to go there was to party like it was 1999.  There were many nights where we didn't get back to the dorm until 3 or 4 in the morning.  Hey!  I was 17 and in a foreign country with no parental supervision.  I was going to study?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;We went during the month of July.  I missed my favorite holiday.  The 4th.  But I was in Paris for Bastille Day.  The 14th.  Bastille Day is France's independence day.  It is so called because in 1789 the French proletariat stormed the Bastille, Paris's main jail, which they felt was a symbol of the corrupt political system.  It was the beginning of the French Revolution and the beginning of the downfall of the Monarchy.  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The entire city shuts down and huge parties are held everywhere.  Even along the banks of the Seine River that runs through the middle of Paris.  My two best Paris buddies and I found ourselves along the banks of the Seine partying all night long.  We danced and drank cheap French wine and ate good food and had a huge blast.  One of my friends, Anastacia, was a line dancer back home in LA.  She would go to cowboy bars and dance several times a week.  She knew them all.  The Achy Breaky, The Boot Scoot Boogy, and most importantly the Electric Slide.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Lily and I didn't know any of these dances.  Stacia decided to teach us the Electric Slide since it was the easiest.  So there we were, three american girls that spoke bad French at best, on the banks of the Seine river in Paris at a huge party doing the Electric Slide.  We were having fun and ignoring everybody else.  After about 5 minutes of us doing this constantly, the music never stopped, we started to gain an audience.  People were noticing we were doing the same moves, in unison, and too the beat.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I don't remember how exactly it happened but our audienced eventually turned into students.  We were teaching the young, what we thought were the cool, French how to do the Electric slide.  By the end of the night we had about 200 people behind us doing the Electric slide along the banks of the Seine to European techno music.  We only stopped when we were about to fall down.  This was about 2 am.  We'd been dancing since 4 pm.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The thing that really makes this story great is the fact that we missed the last Metro to La Citè by about 15 minutes.  So we had to walk.  At 2 AM.  Through the middle of Paris.  In our "Party Clothes".  Three young, attractive, American girls walking through Paris, half-drunk, trying to find our way back home.  Needless to say we found we didn't find La Citè.  We DID find an all night Mickey D's and a phone book to call a cab.  Which only cost us about $10.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;So not a bad evening.  I'm surprised I can remember most of it.  come back tomorrw so i can tell you more tales of my exploits in Paris.  Like the time I was walking around on the 4th story ledge of my dorm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-5514354470043659848?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/5514354470043659848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=5514354470043659848&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/5514354470043659848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/5514354470043659848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2008/08/bastille-day-1996.html' title='Bastille Day 1996'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-5402917009124328576</id><published>2008-08-08T01:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:57.352-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Question'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musing'/><title type='text'>Questions?</title><content type='html'>Why do they put the ashtrays at 7-11's right by the propane exchange tanks?  For that matter why do they even have ashtrays at gas stations?  It's almost like they're encouraging you to smoke and blow up the corner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-5402917009124328576?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/5402917009124328576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=5402917009124328576&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/5402917009124328576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/5402917009124328576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2008/08/questions_08.html' title='Questions?'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-8267769814085414055</id><published>2008-08-07T01:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:57.355-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Question'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musing'/><title type='text'>Questions?</title><content type='html'>Does laughing at someone else's misfortune make you a bad person?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-8267769814085414055?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/8267769814085414055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=8267769814085414055&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/8267769814085414055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/8267769814085414055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2008/08/questions_07.html' title='Questions?'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-2274131176158033867</id><published>2008-08-07T01:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:57.357-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrities'/><title type='text'>Highlander</title><content type='html'>I just watched Highlander again last night.  Haven't watched it in a long time and thought it might be fun.  I wasn't right.  Oh. My. Fucking. God.  There was alot of sword fighting.  Like 75% of the movie.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I know.  It's a movie about a bunch of men trying to cut each other's head's off.  Of course there's going to be sword fights, but can't we have a little bit more story.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;AND.  What did I ever see in Christopher Lambert?  The scenes where he's in a kilt with the long hair and clean shaven not too shabby.  But the scenes in the 80's where he hasn't shaved in a week and his hairs a mess and he just basically looks dirty.  Blech!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Now Sean Connery on the other hand.  I still fuck him given the chance.  I know he's old enough to be my grandfather and all that.  I just want to hear him whispering my name in my ear in that oh so wonderful accent of his.  Getting "happy" just thinking about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-2274131176158033867?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/2274131176158033867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=2274131176158033867&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/2274131176158033867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/2274131176158033867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2008/08/highlander.html' title='Highlander'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-2226303847546790133</id><published>2008-08-06T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:57.359-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Question'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musing'/><title type='text'>Questions?</title><content type='html'>Why doesn't Utah weather make up it's mind?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-2226303847546790133?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/2226303847546790133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=2226303847546790133&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/2226303847546790133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/2226303847546790133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2008/08/questions.html' title='Questions?'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-1802711243594986477</id><published>2008-08-06T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:57.360-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexual harassment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knitting'/><title type='text'>Pink Scarf</title><content type='html'>Back in &lt;a href="http://kitkatsknits.wordpress.com/2008/01/22/new-knits/" target="_blank"&gt;January&lt;/a&gt; I made a comment about some yarn being repurposed from one project to another.  I said that would be a story for my other blog.  Well since there is no longer an "other blog" I've decided to post it here.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;When I was working for one of the world's largest hotel chains in their reservation center I made a friend.  We had some past in common.  We both worked in the complaint department.  We had both been in Guest Relations for Disney.  Me in Cali her in Florida.  We were both comfortable with ourselves as far as our sexuality was concerned.  Or so I thought.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;We were constantly "flirting".  Blowing each other kisses.  Smacking each other on the ass.  Groping each other.  Granted all of this was out in the parking lot, the break room, or at each other's houses.  Never on the call floor where others might be offended and get us in trouble for sexual harassment.  The kind of stuff women do that their men hope would go further but never does.  We were friends.  I taught her how to knit.  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;One day when I was at a LYS they had a bunch of balls of different textured pink yarn in their dollar basket.  I bought them thinking to make her a fun fashion scarf.  Shortly after purchasing the yarn she was moved laterally from Guest Relations to a department that made reservations direclty for the hotels when they had groups coming in.  After that happened she all of a sudden thought she was better than anyone else there.  I didn't quite realise the change in her until it was too late.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;One day I was walking past her on my way back to my desk after a smoke break, I used to smoke but quit just over a year ago.  As per our established pattern I smacked her on the ass on the way by.  She said nothing.  Just ignored it and we both went about our days.  A few days later I get called over to my supervisors desk to find out that she had made a sexual harassment claim against me.  I was needless to say very angry.  It was something mutual that SHE STARTED.  I was just going along with it.  It didn't bother me in the slightest as I am secure in my sexuality.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Nothing ever came of the claim as I explained the back story to my supervisor and he basically ignored it.  What really pissed me off is that she didn't even have the balls to come to me and say somthing like, "I realize that this is something that we used to do in the past but I am no longer comfortable with the situation and would prefer if it wouldn't happen again."  Granted I would have been confused but I would have said okay and that would have been the end of it.  The fact that she went to my supervisor and bitched only made me lose all respect for her.  Never spoke to her again after that and boy am I glad I'm out of that hell hole of a job.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-1802711243594986477?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/1802711243594986477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=1802711243594986477&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/1802711243594986477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/1802711243594986477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2008/08/pink-scarf.html' title='Pink Scarf'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-5135401287700893705</id><published>2008-08-05T01:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:57.362-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='karate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dancing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Dancing and the Martial Arts</title><content type='html'>Being a martial arts instructor I know a lot of male martial artists.  While their moves in the sparring ring might be something to make you panties wet I have to say that not a one of them can dance.  As evidenced by this oh so wonderful clip of Jean Claude Van Damme.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XdA4pUAJjrk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XdA4pUAJjrk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;That has got to be the funniest thing I've seen from Youtube in a while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-5135401287700893705?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/5135401287700893705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=5135401287700893705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/5135401287700893705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/5135401287700893705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2008/08/dancing-and-martial-arts.html' title='Dancing and the Martial Arts'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-7173520285379912760</id><published>2008-08-04T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:57.363-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='links'/><title type='text'>New Subtitle</title><content type='html'>I know!  I know!  This is supposed to be first and foremost a blog about my knitting.  However I have found myself with less and less knitting to blog about and more and more life to blog aobut.  That's why the switch around in the subtitle.  Now I'm going to have to go change the category I'm in at &lt;a href="http://www.blogher.com" target="_blank"&gt;BlogHer&lt;/a&gt;.  Hopefully that isn't that difficult.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Meanwhile I'm plotting all the wonderful nefarious deeds I can do and stuff I can buy with my new found fame.  I have a new reader!  Welcome Pamela.  Did you bring any friends?  I hope so.  If not how do you expect me to become rich and famous like &lt;a href="http://www.dooce.com"&gt;Heather Armstrong&lt;/a&gt;?  Able to live off my blog and my husbands love.  Oh yeah, and my kid and two dogs, which I don't have.  And the daily posting.  Have to get working on that.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I am going to make you all a promise.  I will post everyday before I go to bed.  If I don't you can call me and ask me where my post is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-7173520285379912760?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/7173520285379912760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=7173520285379912760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/7173520285379912760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/7173520285379912760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2008/08/new-subtitle.html' title='New Subtitle'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-3820483085950990437</id><published>2008-07-31T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:57.364-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='links'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knitting'/><title type='text'>BlogHer</title><content type='html'>Blogging from work is never a good thing.  I’m supposed to be working right?  But I just can’t help it right now.  &lt;/i&gt;I need to blog.&lt;/i&gt;  I also need to wait for the drugs to kick in before I try anything more difficult, like vacuuming my studio. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I was reading &lt;a href="http://www.dooce.com" target="_blank"&gt;My Favorite Blog&lt;/a&gt; this morning like I always do.  I found a link to a new &lt;a href="http://www.abdpbt.com" target="_blank"&gt;equally cool blog&lt;/a&gt; and from there to &lt;a href="http://www.blogher.com" target="_blank"&gt;BlogHer&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I decided to join.  Not sure what exactly this will do for me but I’m sure it will be a good thing. Exposure to lots of new blogs and new readers on the way!  BlogHer is a great community of female bloggers talking about everything.  Gaming, crafts, do it yourself, celebrities, politics, religion, life in general.  You name it you’ll find a blog about it there.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;While we’re on the subject of blogs about everything under the sun, I realize people have their passions.  I still don’t understand the things that some people blog about.  I can understand &lt;i&gt;Mommy Blogging&lt;/i&gt;.  I mean what else would a stay at home mom have to blog about but her child and life around the house?  I can understand blogging about politics.  Politics are important.  You should have an informed opinion about the people that rule your world.  I can even understand blogging about an MMORPG.  I know some of those players in real life and it consumes them.  I have a friend that is playing when he’s at home and on the forums at work.  It’s all he does. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;What I don’t understand are people that blog about things like celebrities.  I mean they’re people just like us.  They’re not special.  They’re just more famous and most likely have more money.   What is the world’s fascination with celebrities and spoiled rotten heiresses?  I don’t think I’ll ever understand. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;I used to work at the Disneyland Resort as a tour guide.  I’ve met some of these “celebrities”.  They’re no different from you or me.  Except Susan Lucci, she was a bitch from hell.  I’ve met Teri Hatcher, and her husband whose name escapes me.  I’ve met Stephen Hawking.  I’ve met most of the cast of whatever soap opera Susan Lucci is on.  They’re all just normal people.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;So why, as a society, are we all so interested in what’s going on in their bedrooms, living rooms, and kitchens?  Would you like it if there were people going through your trash to see what brand of tampons you use?  Or people trying to get peeks in your windows to see if you really eat edamame like you said you did on &lt;i&gt;Oprah&lt;/i&gt;?  Or following you around trying to get pictures of your baby so the world could see how cute, or ugly, they are?  I know that would drive me totally bat shit crazy.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Why can’t we just leave these people alone and let them do their jobs?  Like we do with the policemen, the firemen, and shit even the greeters at Wal-Mart.  Why are they so special?  Just because they can get up in front of a camera and pretend to be someone else?  Don’t get me wrong I like TV and Movies.  I just don’t think that we should treat the stars of these movies/shows any differently than we do our next door neighbors.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Off my soap box now.  This is supposed to be a knitting blog right?  So on to my recent knits.  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I love knitting and have decided that some of my recent knits should go to some charity.  To that end I have decided to donate some of my recent knits to the local MTC, Missionary Training Camp.  I am not LDS, never have been, never will be.  I don’t believe in proselytization and I know “The Church” doesn’t need any monetary help, I mean how could they when all their members are going to go to hell unless they give 10% of their gross income to “The Church”. However these young men, and very few women, are being sent out into the world.  To different cities, sometimes even different countries, to “spread the word” and, although I don’t agree with it, I don’t believe they should be sent without some comforts of home.   So some of my hand knit dish cloths and market bags are being given to the MTC for these missionaries to take with them.  Perhaps even some scarves or hats for those going to colder climes.  If you would like to donate some of your items please send me a message at &lt;a href="mailto:mtcdonations@yahoo.com"&gt;mtcdonations@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt; and I will tell you where you can drop them off or mail them for delivery to the MTC the next day.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;My mother requested I make her some market bags to take to the grocery store.  I make them out of &lt;a href="http://www.peaches-creme.com" target="_blank"&gt;Peaches &amp;amp; Crème&lt;/a&gt; cotton yarn.  They have lots of beautiful colors and, her favorite being emerald green, I figured she’d pick a green one.  What does she pick?  Not some beautiful shaded green, or green and lavender, or anything even resembling her favorite color in the least.  She picks &lt;a href="http://www.peaches-creme.com/store-pc.htm" target="_blank"&gt;Pink Lemonade&lt;/a&gt;!  Not so bad on the cone or in a ball.  When knit up into a market bag?  Hideous!  At least it has green in it and she won’t forget them when going to the store.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I haven’t made any progress on my UFO’s this month.  I have however added several dishcloths to my collection.  I asked someone the other day what they would pay for a hand knit dishcloth and showed them an example and they said anywhere between $5 and $7.  So then WHY ARE MY DISHCLOTHS NOT SELLING ON &lt;a href="http://katrinajoy.etsy.com" target="_blank"&gt;MY ETSY SHOP&lt;/a&gt;?!  Major suckage.  I guess I just have to give it time and advertising. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Speaking of &lt;a href="http://katrinajoy.etsy.com" target="_blank"&gt;my etsy shop&lt;/a&gt;.  I’ve had two people mark me as a favorite but not buy anything.  Is this something that happens a lot?  I mean if you like my stuff enough to mark it as a favorite why not buy something?  Just doesn’t make sense to me.  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Guess a lot of stuff doesn’t make sense to me today.  Maybe it’s all the drugs I took earlier.  Who knows?  I certainly don’t.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-3820483085950990437?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/3820483085950990437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=3820483085950990437&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/3820483085950990437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/3820483085950990437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2008/07/blogher.html' title='BlogHer'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-456179080590505150</id><published>2008-07-23T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:57.366-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wordle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='links'/><title type='text'>Coolest Link Evah!</title><content type='html'>So I was looking for knitting blogs the other day and I ran across one that had a link to &lt;a href="http://www.wordle.com" target="_blank"&gt;Wordle&lt;/a&gt;.  This has got to be the coolest thing evah! I'm even writing in ebonics it's so cool.  You have got to check it out.  This wordle is of my last blog post.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://wordle.net/gallery/wrdl/84255/101_things_about_Me" title="101 things about Me" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://wordle.net/thumb/wrdl/84255/101_things_about_Me" style="border:1px solid #ddd;padding:4px;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-456179080590505150?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/456179080590505150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=456179080590505150&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/456179080590505150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/456179080590505150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2008/07/coolest-link-evah.html' title='Coolest Link Evah!'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-1226938637434836873</id><published>2008-07-22T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:57.367-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dislikes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='likes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='links'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>101 Things About Me</title><content type='html'>Some of this information may be may be useless, some of it may be redundant, but that's okay.  It's still fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm the second oldest person in my household and among my siblings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm one of 2 children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love to knit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love to do martial arts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hate to deal with the general public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I live in Utah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;This is my only blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am a science geek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love to read fiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;My favorite past-time right now is knitting dishcloths.  (I'm an addict.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I dye my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I get acrylic nails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;My favorite color is purple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I play D&amp;amp;D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want to be a veterinarian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have too many projects that I'm working on at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I play Everquest II.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I bruise easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't think I'm very good at sparring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have 4 tattoos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have 6 piercings that are not in my ear lobes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;At the time I am writing this I am 29 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I kill plants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm 5'7.5" tall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I used to be a tour guide at the Disneyland Resort in Anaheim, CA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I was born in La Mirada, CA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I graduated class of 1996.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm pagan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love Tinkerbell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm going gray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;This list is a lot more difficult to write than you'd think it would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I study Shaolin Chuan'Fa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I teach Shaolin Chuan'Fa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love dragon flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can memorize patterns after the first time knittd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;My second favorite color is green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have one living parent and one living grandparent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have a niece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I used to be a web developer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want to learn how to fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want to learn how to ride a motorcycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;My closest living relative is 90 miles away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hate it when people mess with my stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love twitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I only have dial up at my dojo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;My hair is longer now than it has been in 5 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love Indian food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have a warped sense of humor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I like the noise my row counter makes when knitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I use knitting as meditation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hate cleaning but I do it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love my steaks rare and my egg yolks runny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have a very strong sense of what's right and what's wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I stand up for those who can't stand up for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;My eyes are green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;My nose turns up at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't like making lists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love writing articles for Helium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can't stand flat keyboards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bright light gives me migraines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am baffled by teenagers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have a cat named Odin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am in love with &lt;a href="http://www.dooce.com" target="_blank”"&gt;Heather Armstrong&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I currently have just over 20 students and am looking for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love my job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am a tiger when sparring and should be more like a crane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I drink Diet Pepsi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Most of my clothes are black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I need to pass my leopard test before I can take my dragon test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am under incredible stress at work at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I live with 4 ferrets, a cat, and a dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;None of the above animals are mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;M roommates never do dishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I drive a Saturn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have an &lt;a href="http://katrinajoy.etsy.com" target="”_blank”"&gt;Etsy&lt;/a&gt; shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;As much as I like to think so my boss is not an ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wrote hits list in notepad and accidentally saved the file as 1001.html not 101.html.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I make lots of typos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I know how to crochet but don’t like to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I do counted cross stitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I make beaded stitch markers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love making fulled bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hate my state bird, the seagull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love a man with an accent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love the way &lt;a href="http://www.peaches-creme.com" target="”_blank”"&gt;Peaches &amp;amp; Crème&lt;/a&gt; stripes when used to make my market bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have two uncles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have two aunts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have no idea how many cousins I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;It takes about 10 hours of knitting to make one market bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;My office is a sauna in the afternoons and evenings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wear glasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I despise make up but wear it on a daily basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I used to smoke pot but haven’t in 8 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have officially registered for &lt;a href="http://www.hat-attack.com" target="”_blank”"&gt;Hat Attack&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I still occasionally do some Cold Fusion Development.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I’m knitting while I write this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want to learn Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want to get married and have children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I’m really good with other people’s money but horrible with my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love the scent of Mary Kay’s new formula of Lipstick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; It has taken me 5 months to write this list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-1226938637434836873?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/1226938637434836873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=1226938637434836873&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/1226938637434836873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/1226938637434836873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2008/07/101-things-about-me.html' title='101 Things About Me'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-8814631248743756142</id><published>2008-07-01T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:57.369-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='karate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dojo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='links'/><title type='text'>Expected higher viewing volume</title><content type='html'>So I was finally able to post a comment on &lt;a href="http://www.dooce.com" target="_blank"&gt;my favorite blog&lt;/a&gt; today.  Because of this I'm expecting higher viewing volume, considering my comment was like 22,000 on the list.  She has a huge reader base.  I figured I should probably start posting on a more regular basis.  Like I haven't said that before.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;At the recommendation of my superiors I have decided to no longer post to my other blog about my career as a martial artist. In fact if you try to find it you'll find that it has been removed.  I will however still post about my life in general but I'll do it here.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;To that end I have finally been given my own studio.  I am the chief instructor at my own dojo.  That means I get to make all the decisions AND I have to accept all the responsiblity.  If something goes wrong it's my fault.  Which totally sucks.  But right now I'm the only one here so it makes sense.  I can't blame it on someone else if there is no one else.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I'm working hard on getting my studio up and running.  Always trying to get more students.  So if you're in the South Sandy area and are interested in coming in for a lesson please just post a comment and I'll get in touch with you regarding a time.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Now on to the knitting news.  I have found the &lt;a href="http://groups.yahoo.com/clothoftheweek" target="_blank"&gt;Cloth of the Week yahoo group&lt;/a&gt; and have been knitting wash cloths like crazy.  I have also been making a slightly modified version of the Everlasting Bagstopper found on &lt;a href="http://www.knitty.com" target="_blank"&gt;Knitty&lt;/a&gt;.  These bags are awesome.  I have put everything in them from an entire crocheted throw blanket to:&lt;br/&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;A powered hand sander&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;A large glass jar&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 1 liter bottles of Diet Pepsi&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;A foot long Blimpie AND&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;A bag of chips&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;The above list was all at once and there was room to spare.  Once I have enough made I'll be listing them for sale on &lt;a href="http://katrinajoy.etsy.com" target="_blank"&gt;my etsy shop&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I already have some of my dishcloth/scrubbie combos up for sale.  I need to get pictures of my stitch markers up so that people can see those and start buying them.  I just haven't had the time yet.  I'll have to do that tonight.  Plus I have quite a few sets that need finishing.   I also have dragons that need finishing and posting.  I have quite a bit of work to do on &lt;a href="http://katrinajoy.etsy.com" target="_blank"&gt;my etsy shop&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Since I'm at work, as usual, I'll try to post pics later tonight maybe tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-8814631248743756142?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/8814631248743756142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=8814631248743756142&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/8814631248743756142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/8814631248743756142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2008/07/expected-higher-viewing-volume.html' title='Expected higher viewing volume'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-8610352894465966006</id><published>2008-06-06T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:57.370-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='links'/><title type='text'>Yay for you, fast man.</title><content type='html'>Oh my gawd!  This has got to be the funniest thing I've read in a while.  I recently added the fark.com rss feed to my MyYahoo page.  I was reading some posts about the new Olympic chant from China.  Of course as all forums do the topic got changed to the "inequality" of modern day olympics and how they're not living up to the ideals of the olympics.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;So someone asked what this poster would change and this was his response:&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;"Open it to many different height and weight classes. Open it to lower income athletes who might not be able to afford the training time or equipment to excel. Allow those who right now are shut out of it to be a part of it. Tone down the celebration of these people. They have not cured cancer. All the did was run fast. Yay for you, fast man."&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;You can find the original discussion &lt;a href="http://forums.fark.com/cgi/fark/comments.pl?IDLink=3652373"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Just about peed myself after reading that one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-8610352894465966006?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/8610352894465966006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=8610352894465966006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/8610352894465966006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/8610352894465966006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2008/06/yay-for-you-fast-man.html' title='Yay for you, fast man.'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-7034295583623119291</id><published>2008-06-02T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:57.371-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knitting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UFO&apos;s'/><title type='text'>To Frog or Not to Frog</title><content type='html'>That is the question.  I have found a recent article on finishing or frogging UFO's.  I have quite a few UFO's in my inventory.  Some that need ripping.  Some that need finishing.  I know for a fact that my mom's socks are on the finish list.  I will be adding a page of items that need work or frogging and updating as new items are found. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;You can see the link to the list in the upper right hand corner.  Wish me luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-7034295583623119291?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/7034295583623119291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=7034295583623119291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/7034295583623119291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/7034295583623119291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2008/06/to-frog-or-not-to-frog.html' title='To Frog or Not to Frog'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-4311461690415726795</id><published>2008-05-30T01:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:57.372-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Etsy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yarn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='store'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knitting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dye'/><title type='text'>I'm SOOOOOO Excited</title><content type='html'>I finally have &lt;a href="http://katrinajoy.etsy.com"&gt;My Etsy Store&lt;/a&gt; set up and items listed.  Right now just dishcloths.  As soon as I can find the button my roommates cat decided to play with I'll have one of my fulled bags up and I'm thinking about listing some of my hand dyed yarn. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;What do you think?  Should I list it for sale?  Would you buy it?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21062120@N07/2537834814/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2402/2537834814_9f2f9108e1.jpg" style="border:solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-4311461690415726795?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/4311461690415726795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=4311461690415726795&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/4311461690415726795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/4311461690415726795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-soooooo-excited.html' title='I&amp;#39;m SOOOOOO Excited'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2402/2537834814_9f2f9108e1_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-9141970394148810183</id><published>2008-05-29T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:57.373-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>Second post today</title><content type='html'>After much deliberation I have decided that this will once again be my life in general blog.  I know that my superiors don't believe that I should have a blog as it may HURT MY BUSINESS but I don't really care.  It's my life and I can live it how I choose.  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;If I decide to post on my blog about the crazy sex I had with three guys, two girls, and a sheep last night (didn't happen) then it's my choice.  I'm tired of living my life to make other people happy.  I'm going to do what I need to do to make myself happy.  That means that I get to vent on my blog.  It's what keeps me sane.  If by some chance a student finds it oh well.  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I'm not going to post things about other people in the business however.  So if any of you "other people" out there are reading this don't worry I'm not going to share your deep dark secrets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-9141970394148810183?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/9141970394148810183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=9141970394148810183&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/9141970394148810183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/9141970394148810183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2008/05/second-post-today.html' title='Second post today'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-3343128336398127120</id><published>2008-05-29T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:57.374-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='law'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charity'/><title type='text'>Some People are Crazy</title><content type='html'>And I'm not referring to the mom in &lt;a href="http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,337012,00.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; story.  While I can understand concern about a child being left unatended in a vehicle I have to agree with the mom in this case.  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I live in Utah.  It snows here.  If I were helping my older child donate to a charity, even if it wasn't one I personally supported, and my younger child were sleeping in my warm car I'd leave my younger child sleeping in the car.  Even if that meant I was going to be arrested.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Fortunately the prosecutors eventually saw things differently.  &lt;a href="http://www.imperfectparent.com/topics/2008/03/13/charges-against-treffly-coyne-to-be-dropped/"&gt;Charges to be Dropped&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-3343128336398127120?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/3343128336398127120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=3343128336398127120&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/3343128336398127120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/3343128336398127120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2008/05/some-people-are-crazy.html' title='Some People are Crazy'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-3974213391097929047</id><published>2008-05-22T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:57.376-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Oh! We're at Arby's?</title><content type='html'>OMFG that has got to be the funniest, and saddest, thing I've heard in a very long time.  I was at Arby's yesterday getting lunch.  I had to go inside as I've lost my voice due to an illness.  The speaker for the drive through is loud enough that you can hear it no matter where you are in the store.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;So, I'm at the counter ordering my food and I hear the beep of someone at the drive through.  She starts to order and I'm not really paying attention to what she's saying.  Then I hear the man working the window say "We don't have that here ma'am".  Then there's a second of silence and I hear "Oh!  We're at Arby's?"  She didn't even know what restaurant she was at!!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;How can you not know where you are?  It's not like there aren't enough signs on the way in.  She was staring at a drive through menu with all Arby's food on it.  Do they have roast beef sandwiches at Burger King now?.  How about Market Fresh items at McDonalds?  I mean come on people we need to start paying attention to what we're doing in this world or Idiocracy won't just be a movie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-3974213391097929047?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/3974213391097929047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=3974213391097929047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/3974213391097929047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/3974213391097929047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2008/05/oh-we-at-arby.html' title='Oh! We&amp;#39;re at Arby&amp;#39;s?'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-5434355373977122550</id><published>2008-01-28T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:57.377-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Helium'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='links'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knitting'/><title type='text'>Knitting articles</title><content type='html'>I've been writing knitting articles on &lt;a href="http://www.helium.com/user/show_articles/380582" target="_blank"&gt;Helium&lt;/a&gt;.  I've found a few topics that I'm interested in writing about and that I believe I have enough knowledge to actually contribute.  I 'm wondering however what other topics you might be interested in reading about.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;So fellow knitters.  Tell me what you want to know.  What topics are you interested in reading about?  It can be something as simple as casting on to something as complex as kitchener stitch.  What do you want to know.  Tell me and I'll try to come up with an article.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-5434355373977122550?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/5434355373977122550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=5434355373977122550&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/5434355373977122550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/5434355373977122550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2008/01/knitting-articles.html' title='Knitting articles'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-3666401032108352172</id><published>2008-01-25T16:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T16:59:13.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've moved</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I have moved to Wordpress.  You can find me at &lt;a href="http://kitkatsknits.wordpress.com" target="_window"&gt;http://kitkatsknits.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-3666401032108352172?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/3666401032108352172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=3666401032108352172&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/3666401032108352172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/3666401032108352172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2008/01/ive-moved.html' title='I&apos;ve moved'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-4544724791059176650</id><published>2008-01-23T08:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:57.378-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><title type='text'>March for Babies</title><content type='html'>It's that time of year again.  I've signed up for the March of Dimes March for Babies.  I posted for this last year and didn't make any money for the walk.  I'm going to try again this year.  You can make donations at &lt;a href="http://www.marchforbabies.org/katrinajoy" target="_window"&gt;http://www.marchforbabies.org/katrinajoy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Please take a few minutes of your time and make a donation. You can donate as little as a dollar.  Premature births are an epidemic here in Utah and I'd like to do something to help.  You can too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-4544724791059176650?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/4544724791059176650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=4544724791059176650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/4544724791059176650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/4544724791059176650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2008/01/march-for-babies_23.html' title='March for Babies'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-8483265495731713741</id><published>2008-01-22T16:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:57.380-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dishcloth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knitting'/><title type='text'>New knits</title><content type='html'>Normally I wouldn't call this knitting but it's a knitted fabric in the end soooooooooo.  Joann's had Knifty Knitter kits on sale for $10.00.  Three looms, scissors, measuring tape, and the tool to get the loops off all for $10.00.  Couldn't resist.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;In the instruction book that came with it there was a pattern for a braided scarf that was made on the little spool loom.  I was supposed to use the 5 stitch side but used the 8 stitch side instead.  The strands probably would have been longer had I used the right side but oh well.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I had this pink yarn that I had purchased to make a different scarf for a friend but she is no longer deserving of that.  That's another story for my other blog.  So I made the tubes and braided them together, it was really very quick, and this is what I got.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://s80.photobucket.com/albums/j187/katrinajoy79/Knitting/?action=view&amp;amp;current=mewithscarf.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j187/katrinajoy79/Knitting/mewithscarf.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I have also recently become addicted to knitted dishcloths.  They're great as they only take a couple of hours to knit and get my mind off the large hours and hours of stockinette I have on other projects.  I've already completed 7 and have enough yarn for a lot more.  Here are some of the completed one's (I've given 2 of them away).&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://s80.photobucket.com/albums/j187/katrinajoy79/Knitting/?action=view&amp;amp;current=waterfall.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j187/katrinajoy79/Knitting/waterfall.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="400" width="398" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://s80.photobucket.com/albums/j187/katrinajoy79/Knitting/?action=view&amp;amp;current=fiestawashcloths.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j187/katrinajoy79/Knitting/fiestawashcloths.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="400" width="398" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://s80.photobucket.com/albums/j187/katrinajoy79/Knitting/?action=view&amp;amp;current=candydots.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j187/katrinajoy79/Knitting/candydots.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="400" width="398" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;New yarn to make more.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://s80.photobucket.com/albums/j187/katrinajoy79/Knitting/?action=view&amp;amp;current=upcoming.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j187/katrinajoy79/Knitting/upcoming.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="322" width="398" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://s80.photobucket.com/albums/j187/katrinajoy79/Knitting/?action=view&amp;amp;current=cone.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j187/katrinajoy79/Knitting/cone.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="518" width="398" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;As usual the colors aren't entirely accurate but they're close.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Well it's time for me to get to karate now.  I'll post at you later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-8483265495731713741?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/8483265495731713741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=8483265495731713741&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/8483265495731713741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/8483265495731713741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-knits_22.html' title='New knits'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j187/katrinajoy79/Knitting/th_mewithscarf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-1916136279814485478</id><published>2008-01-18T11:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:57.381-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><title type='text'>New Blog</title><content type='html'>So I have decided that this blog will now be abut nothing but my knitting.  My "life in general blog" has been moved to &lt;a href="http://karateskunk.blogspot.com" target="_window"&gt;Karate Skunk&lt;/a&gt;.  If you want to read about what's going on in my life that's where you need to go.  If you want to read about my knitting you need to stay here.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I will be confiscating my camera back from my man.  That way I can start posting pictures again.  As of right now I don't have any pics but I do have a description.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I have become addicting to knitting dishcloths.  A really simple pattern that I found online, see below, that has existed for forever and a day.  I have already made 7 and have another one on the needles and enough yarn for 37 more.  They're great as they keep my fingers sane.  They only take a couple of hours to knit and give me a break from my larger, read boring, projects. They're also mindless so I can do them whenever I have free hands.  Usually at work between phone calls.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Pattern&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;With any cotton yarn, YARN not thread, you can get at Wal-Mart or Joanne's or similar store, cast on 4 sts on size 7 needles.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Row 1) K across&lt;br/&gt;Row 2) K2, yo, K across&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Repeat row 2 until desired number of stitches (this will be the diagonal from corner to corner).  I like 50 stitches for a dishcloth.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Row 3)K1, K2tog, yo, K2tog, K across&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Repeat row 3 until 4 sts remain. Knit one row even with 4 stitches.  Bind off. Weave in ends.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;It takes approximately 1.1 oz of yarn to make one 50 stitches across.  If you buy the 2.0 oz balls of cotton yarn they sell at Wal-Mart you can make one 50 stitches and one 45 stitches and barely have any yarn left over.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Now back to knitting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-1916136279814485478?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/1916136279814485478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=1916136279814485478&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/1916136279814485478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/1916136279814485478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-blog_18.html' title='New Blog'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-1506471211807639973</id><published>2007-11-21T16:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:57.382-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><title type='text'>New Look</title><content type='html'>So you'll notice a new look for the site.  I was getting tired of the pink.  I'll have to fiddle with this a bit more before I find the end design but this will work for now.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;That's it for the moment.  I am just a little frustrated with the merge with Google and taking an hour to log in so I'm calling it quits for right now.  Catch y'all later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-1506471211807639973?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/1506471211807639973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=1506471211807639973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/1506471211807639973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/1506471211807639973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2007/11/new-look_21.html' title='New Look'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12084342.post-9064459039770640062</id><published>2006-12-27T20:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:06:57.384-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blurb'/><title type='text'>Long time no post</title><content type='html'>Okay so I know by now this is a theme with me.  I don't post for a really long time then I'm good for a while then no posts again.  I promise, THIS TIME, I'm going to keep up on it.  It's not like I have tons to do at work.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;There have been requests by many people that I haven't spoken to in a while for updates on what's going on in my life so here you go.  Don't worry there will be knitting updates as well.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Perhaps I should do the knitting updates first.  That way those of you who don't care about the rest of my life don't have to read about it to get updates on my knitting.  I have almost finished the socks for my mom.  They have been sitting in my knitting bag for months.  I had other fun things to do.  Like I made a paid of the &lt;a href="http://knitty.com/ISSUEsummer05/PATTcigar.html"&gt;Cigar&lt;/a&gt; gloves for by boyfriend.  I made this in black with a blue stripe.  I used a superwash dk weight yarn whose name I can't remember right now.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I made a cabled scarf for him as well that I'm just needing to block.  Funny thing about that.  The night I bound off I took it home and showed it to him and told him it was all done except it still needed to be blocked.  Well being the smart ass that he is, he's also a third degree black belt, he pretended that the scarf was hitting him so that he could block it with his arm.  If you aren't laughing at that I guess it was one of those you had to be there things.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I also went on a SEX two weeks ago and found a great little yarn shop down here in SLC called &lt;a href="http://www.soulspunyarn.com"&gt;Soul Spun Yarns&lt;/a&gt;.  They had a discount basket and I found 6 balls of pink yarn, all different types and textures, that I just had to buy to make a scarf for my new best friend Kaydee Lyn Bosted Cummings.  And yes you have to say all 4 names.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;As for the rest of my knitting.  I haven't really done much on the projects I already had started.  I will post pictures of the stuff that I have done in the next day or two.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Now on to the rest of my life.  I have successfully moved down to SLC from Logan and have been living down here for a little over 4 months now.  I have settled into my job without any problems.  I got my 90 day raise just 2 weeks late but that was my own fault.  My job is one of those I hate it and I love it jobs.  I hat it because I get bitched at all day every day, but I love it because I'm actually able to do something for the people that have valid complaints.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I'm still with Troy.  I love him more than I've ever loved anyone else.  Most especially my last boyfriend.  But we won't go into that again.  If you're a frequent reader of my blog you've already heard all about that.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;It's pretty much a given that Troy and I will eventually get married.  It's not a question of if but of when.  He has this silly rule that we have to be together for a year and a day without my wanting to leave and without him wanting to bury me in the backyard.  Less than 5 months to go for that.  With the exception of his ex-wife I'm the longest relationship he's had.  At least I think I am.  He's told me on several occasions that he loves me more than anyone else ever.  God, now I'm getting all sappy.  Can you tell I'm in love?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;We still live with the roommates.  The reason for that is because at the current moment I am the only source of income.  He's working on getting back into teaching Martial Arts.  It's going to be a couple of months for that as he hasn't done it in 7 years and they have reorganized how things work within the company.  He has to relearn a lot of the stuff that he already knows because they have changed the system that they used before.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I'm still losing weight but haven't been to Weight Watchers since I moved down to SLC so I'm not sure exactly what I'm at now.  I'll have to find an accurate scale and get myself weighed.  Perhaps when I go to the doctor next week.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;In case you're wondering I'm sick.  I have another sinus infection, I think it's the third one this year perhaps more.  I haven't been to the doctor yet as I can't afford it until my insurance kicks in on the first.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Other than that I don't think there's really anything else to be updated.  I'll try to make sure that I post on a more regular basis but we all know that's probably not going to happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12084342-9064459039770640062?l=kitkatsknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/feeds/9064459039770640062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12084342&amp;postID=9064459039770640062&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/9064459039770640062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12084342/posts/default/9064459039770640062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkatsknits.blogspot.com/2006/12/long-time-no-post_27.html' title='Long time no post'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887967576744190233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
