<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11204507</id><updated>2009-12-03T03:47:58.974-08:00</updated><title type='text'>connielingus</title><subtitle type='html'>- reflections of my life as an airplane-fixing, lady-loving, first generation eurotrash-canadian grrrly-grrrl..... -</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://connielingus.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11204507/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connielingus.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11204507/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Connie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09469952152959581393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>247</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11204507.post-445474476269479190</id><published>2007-03-05T00:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T01:10:41.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bunny ain't no kind of rider</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FddEl_LRlCQ/RevdbUVv1II/AAAAAAAAAAk/SUL1uQN6UIE/s1600-h/DSC00326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FddEl_LRlCQ/RevdbUVv1II/AAAAAAAAAAk/SUL1uQN6UIE/s400/DSC00326.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038364069530162306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Big Island, Hawaii Late December 2006...........................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FddEl_LRlCQ/RevdbkVv1JI/AAAAAAAAAAs/nCLIgQZqRio/s1600-h/DSC00296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FddEl_LRlCQ/RevdbkVv1JI/AAAAAAAAAAs/nCLIgQZqRio/s400/DSC00296.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038364073825129618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FddEl_LRlCQ/RevdcEVv1KI/AAAAAAAAAA0/KJcwsR61nzA/s1600-h/DSC00366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FddEl_LRlCQ/RevdcEVv1KI/AAAAAAAAAA0/KJcwsR61nzA/s400/DSC00366.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038364082415064226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FddEl_LRlCQ/RevbIkVv1HI/AAAAAAAAAAc/cCKbRG6Ed78/s1600-h/DSC00272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FddEl_LRlCQ/RevbIkVv1HI/AAAAAAAAAAc/cCKbRG6Ed78/s400/DSC00272.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038361548384359538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FddEl_LRlCQ/Reval0Vv1GI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8Y8Yn10NMb8/s1600-h/DSC00292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FddEl_LRlCQ/Reval0Vv1GI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8Y8Yn10NMb8/s400/DSC00292.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038360951383905378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FddEl_LRlCQ/RevYQEVv1FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oDFsREm-dHI/s1600-h/DSC00368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FddEl_LRlCQ/RevYQEVv1FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oDFsREm-dHI/s400/DSC00368.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038358378698495058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh. yeah, i've been away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11204507-445474476269479190?l=connielingus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://connielingus.blogspot.com/feeds/445474476269479190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11204507&amp;postID=445474476269479190&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11204507/posts/default/445474476269479190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11204507/posts/default/445474476269479190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connielingus.blogspot.com/2007/03/fu-ha-hah-ha-uuuuk.html' title='bunny ain&apos;t no kind of rider'/><author><name>Connie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09469952152959581393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06775979068079812813'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_FddEl_LRlCQ/RevdbUVv1II/AAAAAAAAAAk/SUL1uQN6UIE/s72-c/DSC00326.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11204507.post-115658830381609632</id><published>2006-08-26T03:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T21:06:59.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY SUMMER HOLS....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/Eddie%20Gorge%202006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/Eddie%20Gorge%202006.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/The%20Gorge%202006%20024.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/The%20Gorge%202006%20024.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/The%20Gorge%202006%20042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/The%20Gorge%202006%20042.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11204507-115658830381609632?l=connielingus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://connielingus.blogspot.com/feeds/115658830381609632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11204507&amp;postID=115658830381609632&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11204507/posts/default/115658830381609632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11204507/posts/default/115658830381609632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connielingus.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-summer-hols.html' title='MY SUMMER HOLS....'/><author><name>Connie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09469952152959581393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06775979068079812813'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11204507.post-115658747048272178</id><published>2006-08-26T02:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T21:10:57.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi... This is what I did on my Bloggin' Holidays...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/The%20Gorge%202006%20025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/The%20Gorge%202006%20025.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/Sugar%20Lake%20August%202006%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/Sugar%20Lake%20August%202006%20004.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/Sugar%20Lake%20August%202006%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/Sugar%20Lake%20August%202006%20005.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11204507-115658747048272178?l=connielingus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://connielingus.blogspot.com/feeds/115658747048272178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11204507&amp;postID=115658747048272178&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11204507/posts/default/115658747048272178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11204507/posts/default/115658747048272178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connielingus.blogspot.com/2006/08/hi-this-is-what-i-did-on-my-bloggin.html' title='Hi... This is what I did on my Bloggin&apos; Holidays...'/><author><name>Connie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09469952152959581393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06775979068079812813'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11204507.post-115295687724571862</id><published>2006-07-15T01:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T02:47:57.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cakesniffer Experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/DSC02376.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/DSC02376.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href = "http://cakesniffers.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tina&lt;/a&gt; is somewhere over the North Atlantic at this very Moment, probably with small children sniveling in her ear, in dire need for a wee and pining for home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to think she had a nice &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Meet Your Crazed Blogger Friends"&lt;/span&gt; holiday over here in Western Canada... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;- I know I had a nice 3 days off work doing the tourist thing....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Alas... Jenn and I miss our Cakesniffer already...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/DSC02362.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/DSC02362.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....Even if we tried to maim her.&lt;br /&gt;-------&gt; by trying to push her off a chairlift at &lt;a href = "http://www.skisilverstar.com/"&gt;Silver Star Resort&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/DSC02374.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/DSC02374.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&gt; Feeding her copious amounts of &lt;a href = "http://archives.cbc.ca/IDCC-1-69-1371-8427/life_society/canadian_food/"&gt; Kraft Dinner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/DSC02364.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/DSC02364.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to nudge her off a cliff in a lightning storm at &lt;a href ="http://www.bcadventure.com/adventure/explore/ok/parks/kalamalka.htm"&gt;Kalamalka Lake Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/DSC02371.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/DSC02371.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ooooh they got Wet didn't they..... heh heh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/DSC02375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/DSC02375.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I nearly strangled her with my own bare hands after she tried to steal my bird at a &lt;a href = "http://www.summerhill.bc.ca/"&gt; Winery Tour&lt;/a&gt; - - That dirty, dirty bitch....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/DSC02377.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/DSC02377.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really, in the end, she IS the most adorable Diet Pepsi guzzling Manc I've ever known ----&gt; and very difficult to off (isn't that right &lt;a href ="http://confessionsofafedupwoman.blogspot.com/"&gt;April&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11204507-115295687724571862?l=connielingus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://connielingus.blogspot.com/feeds/115295687724571862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11204507&amp;postID=115295687724571862&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11204507/posts/default/115295687724571862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11204507/posts/default/115295687724571862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connielingus.blogspot.com/2006/07/cakesniffer-experience.html' title='The Cakesniffer Experience'/><author><name>Connie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09469952152959581393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06775979068079812813'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11204507.post-115265116078965128</id><published>2006-07-11T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T13:55:11.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cakesniffer is in the house......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/55705533_f0d3dbc419.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/320/55705533_f0d3dbc419.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! It actually is real-----&gt; the Fabulous &lt;a href = "http://cakesniffers.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tina "Cakesniffer"&lt;/a&gt; is en route to my home here in the glorious Okanagan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/cakeie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/320/cakeie.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really is strange, this blogworld friendship turning real-life....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/collage1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/collage1.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately for Jenn and I, Tina has taken up a love affair with the lovely (and music savvy) &lt;a href = "http://trumpamon.blogspot.com/"&gt;Trump&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;----&gt; so our original plan of having an international tag team girlie wrastlin' match is out of the question... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind, it shall be a great 3 days... lots of &lt;a href = "http://www.totabc.com/"&gt;Okanagany pleasures&lt;/a&gt; to be had...   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for more from Tina's Great Canadian Adventure!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11204507-115265116078965128?l=connielingus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://connielingus.blogspot.com/feeds/115265116078965128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11204507&amp;postID=115265116078965128&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11204507/posts/default/115265116078965128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11204507/posts/default/115265116078965128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connielingus.blogspot.com/2006/07/cakesniffer-is-in-house.html' title='Cakesniffer is in the house......'/><author><name>Connie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09469952152959581393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06775979068079812813'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11204507.post-114628158470075455</id><published>2006-04-28T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T20:33:04.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Fucking Blog Thing.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/DSC02163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/DSC02163.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/DSC01994.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/DSC01994.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/DSC02187.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/DSC02187.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Christ! I have completly let this Blog-fantastica go to compete SHITE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be perfectly honest, I am feeling repelled by the blog... It's like neglecting your friends... like screening your calls... like avoiding things that make you uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;You leave for a bit and all your blog gang has new friends and you feel like an online diary outcast... and it was your own stupid fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just gotten caught up in a crazy relationshit stuff... getting my feet rubbed whilst watching TV after going for long walks on the beach and in bed by 9:00 pm.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/DSC02017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/DSC02017.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a blog rockstar, living alone, and up til the break of dawn spewing my fantastic crap I had dozens of blog friends and my life was complete and special. I was someone who cared and my peeps loved the planes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/DSC02133.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/DSC02133.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine!  I let this blog go fully to the back burner of my life for weeks now and I feel guilty and awkward trying to post something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/DSC02213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/DSC02213.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm an ass.&lt;br /&gt;I just can't bring myself to burn my diary...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11204507-114628158470075455?l=connielingus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://connielingus.blogspot.com/feeds/114628158470075455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11204507&amp;postID=114628158470075455&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11204507/posts/default/114628158470075455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11204507/posts/default/114628158470075455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connielingus.blogspot.com/2006/04/this-fucking-blog-thing.html' title='This Fucking Blog Thing.....'/><author><name>Connie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09469952152959581393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06775979068079812813'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11204507.post-114394380448324736</id><published>2006-04-01T17:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T18:28:07.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Matter of Life and Death</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/DSC02185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/DSC02185.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I just returned from jolly ol' England on Wednesday after attending the end of life and funeral of my poor ol' Grandad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was 82.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My Grandad was an RAF pilot in WW2.&lt;br /&gt;- He flew Spitfires and Hurricanes in the Battle of Burma.&lt;br /&gt;- He told the greatest stories about those years, even if they weren't fully true.&lt;br /&gt;- He lived through TB and losing a lung that almost killed him during the war at age 21.&lt;br /&gt;- My Grandma and Grandad moved to Canada in 1981 and lived here for 20 years before deciding to go back to live in Harvington, England in 2002.&lt;br /&gt;- He taught me how to ride a bike, build a campfire, shoot a gun and various other useful things in life.&lt;br /&gt;- He made me love aircraft and flying... so therefore made me who I am today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss him and I had so much respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/DSC02152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/DSC02152.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;All in all, it was possibly the longest, strangest week and a half of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&gt; England is definitely for the English.....Hopefully it is the final moments of Tony Blair.... My Family puts the FUNK in Disfunctional.... It is amazing how much money a last minute trip to the other side of the world actually costs....I love Tesco Sandwiches, Old Peculiar, and Sainsbury Curries.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****And what the Fuck is so special about the Arctic Monkeys?....****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/DSC02140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/DSC02140.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But despite all that, Cheers to you JFD... We can all only hope to have such a brilliant and full life. &lt;br /&gt;You had a profound effect on me and I will remember you forever for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxox Connie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had your last pint of Guinness for you Grandad. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/DSC02178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/DSC02178.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11204507-114394380448324736?l=connielingus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://connielingus.blogspot.com/feeds/114394380448324736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11204507&amp;postID=114394380448324736&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11204507/posts/default/114394380448324736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11204507/posts/default/114394380448324736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connielingus.blogspot.com/2006/04/matter-of-life-and-death.html' title='A Matter of Life and Death'/><author><name>Connie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09469952152959581393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06775979068079812813'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11204507.post-114176621993485066</id><published>2006-03-07T13:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T13:16:59.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Olympic Hangover</title><content type='html'>You know, I really love the Olympics and I really miss it now that it's over.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get so into it when its on, I watched it every day and actually enjoying sports that you could give a flying fuck about any other year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/2otj6j.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/2otj6j.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like 2 man Luge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah... Dead Sexy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11204507-114176621993485066?l=connielingus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://connielingus.blogspot.com/feeds/114176621993485066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11204507&amp;postID=114176621993485066&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11204507/posts/default/114176621993485066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11204507/posts/default/114176621993485066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connielingus.blogspot.com/2006/03/olympic-hangover.html' title='Olympic Hangover'/><author><name>Connie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09469952152959581393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06775979068079812813'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11204507.post-114115761409395873</id><published>2006-02-28T11:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T13:18:15.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging about your Career....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/DSC01006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/DSC01006.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, one of the reasons I got somewhat "bored" of writing about Corrosion and airplane stuff, is that I got kinda paranoid.  &lt;br /&gt;There were a few comments made to me from co-workers such as "What would Management think of all the pictures you have?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/DSC01199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/DSC01199.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Well of course I replied, "Bahh!, it's nothing! I've never mentioned the company name ... I've never said anything but how in love with Corrosion I am!.... What COULD they say?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it shook me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/DSC00538.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/DSC00538.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is the blogging urban legend warning of scores of people losing their jobs for the complicated web it weaves.... My job is all about trade secrets and keeping the sky safe for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;----&gt; Maybe showing Airplanes rotting out and me being me, showcasing pictures of my co-workers nipples could be perceived as irresponsible and unprofessional in some peoples eyes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/collage1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was worried that the dude who questioned me was thinking of outing my happy little blog..... &lt;br /&gt;I saw how great blogmistress' like &lt;a href = "http://airplanepilot.blogspot.com/"&gt;Aviatrix&lt;/a&gt; made a rule of never mentioning any company names....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paranoia will destroy ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, you know what? - Fuck it!  &lt;br /&gt;-----&gt;I think I must have dropped the haters by now and only my faithful still remain. &lt;br /&gt;You guys love me right?  You would never tell....&lt;br /&gt;I only wanted to share the joy of galvanic metal decomposition with the world.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exfoliation is beautiful......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/DSC01678.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/DSC01678.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11204507-114115761409395873?l=connielingus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://connielingus.blogspot.com/feeds/114115761409395873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11204507&amp;postID=114115761409395873&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11204507/posts/default/114115761409395873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11204507/posts/default/114115761409395873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connielingus.blogspot.com/2006/02/blogging-about-your-career.html' title='Blogging about your Career....'/><author><name>Connie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09469952152959581393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06775979068079812813'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11204507.post-114091172760809041</id><published>2006-02-25T15:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T16:05:06.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Airplanes and Corrosion It Is.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/DSC01757.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/DSC01757.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, what can I say....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some great "fans" of Connielingus who, in the last week, have sent me emails and left comments to say that they actually really liked my blog and it's Aircraft genre...  - They hoped That I wouldn't quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Well, I honestly never thought Corrosion would be such a hit! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, when I see a blow-out of epic proportions I secretly get a bit of a Girly hard-on, but to think there are others just like me out there in this strange and beautiful world....&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry I was on the verge of giving up on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I honestly haven't been around too much Corrosion lately.... I have been involved in a new project which involves installing winglets on 757's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&gt; It's actually quite the process... The fwd and aft spars get cut at the tip, the top and bottom wing skins get removed 10 ft at the end of the wing followed by various stiffners and stringers that are installed inside the fuel cell/wing all the way back to the engine nacelle. &lt;br /&gt;Finally after all the beef ups the Winglet is installed to the wingtip, making for a sexy, stylish fuel saving add-on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Get This....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the Winglets smooth out the turbulent air movement at the end of the wings during flight, over time you can save up to 5% in fuel consumption... When you are talking thousands of pounds of fuel each flight - that's a shit load of money.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At approx. a million dollars for the install, rumour has it that Winglets pay for themselves in just 2 years....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Do you guys want to see a SWEET Video Clip?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href = "http://www.ezarchive.com/connie/AlbumSpace/853SLAWQZE/MOV00159.MPG"&gt; HERE&lt;/a&gt; to watch a Flyby by the "Land of Ice" Airlines 757 on it's test flight after our last install 2 weeks ago.  Watch for the Sticky-up parts on the end of the wing!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11204507-114091172760809041?l=connielingus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://connielingus.blogspot.com/feeds/114091172760809041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11204507&amp;postID=114091172760809041&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11204507/posts/default/114091172760809041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11204507/posts/default/114091172760809041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connielingus.blogspot.com/2006/02/airplanes-and-corrosion-it-is.html' title='Airplanes and Corrosion It Is.......'/><author><name>Connie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09469952152959581393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06775979068079812813'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11204507.post-114015693406545014</id><published>2006-02-16T21:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T22:15:34.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Blog......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/lollerskates.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/lollerskates.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have a new blog. &lt;br /&gt;I even have a new alter-ego.&lt;br /&gt;It's yet another godforsaken mp3 music blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;-But this one is good.-&lt;/span&gt; (I've already been doing it for a week now.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;You wanna see it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, Go &lt;a href = "http://indieannajones.blogspot.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me know what you think....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll probably be over at my new place for the most part from now on, but I haven't decided to end Connielingus just yet....&lt;br /&gt;I'll still be around once a week or so for all you HARDCORE Connielingus fans out there.... lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care bloggie friends...&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxoxox connie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/images.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11204507-114015693406545014?l=connielingus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://indieannajones.blogspot.com/' title='My New Blog......'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://connielingus.blogspot.com/feeds/114015693406545014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11204507&amp;postID=114015693406545014&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11204507/posts/default/114015693406545014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11204507/posts/default/114015693406545014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connielingus.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-new-blog.html' title='My New Blog......'/><author><name>Connie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09469952152959581393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06775979068079812813'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11204507.post-113954416835193089</id><published>2006-02-09T19:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T17:40:24.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the one year blogging blues.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/DSC02076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/DSC02076.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have decided I am going a new direction with my blogging career&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- And it will be soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;a music/mp3 based blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, "the review of the song, click the mp3 download link" type deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's an example....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laura Veirs is so cool!&lt;br /&gt;You can listen to some vintage &lt;a href = "http://www.lauraveirs.com/"&gt;Laura Veirs&lt;/a&gt; by clicking the link!&lt;br /&gt;Listen Now! &lt;a href = "http://www.lauraveirs.com/Songs/Green_Cowgirl.mp3"&gt;Green Cowboy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy Shit! The &lt;a href = "http://www.whitestripes.com/"&gt;White Stripes&lt;/a&gt; are Covering a &lt;a href = "http://www.teganandsara.com/"&gt;Tegan and Sara&lt;/a&gt; Song!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Listen to &lt;a href = "http://exodus.interoutemediaservices.com/?id=b2dbc9e7-67e0-43a3-9ccf-fcdd2db68306&amp;delivery=stream"&gt;Walking With a Ghost&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be so cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11204507-113954416835193089?l=connielingus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://connielingus.blogspot.com/feeds/113954416835193089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11204507&amp;postID=113954416835193089&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11204507/posts/default/113954416835193089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11204507/posts/default/113954416835193089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connielingus.blogspot.com/2006/02/one-year-blogging-blues.html' title='the one year blogging blues.....'/><author><name>Connie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09469952152959581393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06775979068079812813'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11204507.post-113894826392998690</id><published>2006-02-02T19:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T19:41:46.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Way We Live.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/castS3_004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/castS3_004.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;TalkingLaughingLovingBreathingFightingFuckingCrying&lt;br /&gt;DrinkingWritingWinningLosingCheatingKissingThinkingDreaming.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know,&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE been watching Season 3 of The Word and so far so good.&lt;br /&gt;Carmen's ass at the end of ep 3 was quite delightful.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/sshahiS3_002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/sshahiS3_002.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenny is obviously on her meds.....&lt;br /&gt;So all is good there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A wee bit of a confusing time warp from the finale ep. of last year....&lt;br /&gt;Somehow in the last 6 months Alice and Dana break up, Alice goes "Jenny Psycho", Dana may die, Helena turns into a pleasant, helpful friend of Alice (?) Bette still doesn't have a job, Tina is an indifferent cyber-sexing bitch and Carmen and Shane are happy-go-lucky lovers in a dangerous time.&lt;br /&gt;Throw in a little FTM drama and we are in for some intense action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/threesomeS3_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/threesomeS3_001.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kit is probably gonna hump the "Manny" isn't she.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uuuh.&lt;br /&gt;At least there is no sign of "Betty" thus far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/moira.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/moira.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just for the record - Personally, I find Moira &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;somewhat&lt;/span&gt; attractive.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11204507-113894826392998690?l=connielingus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://connielingus.blogspot.com/feeds/113894826392998690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11204507&amp;postID=113894826392998690&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11204507/posts/default/113894826392998690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11204507/posts/default/113894826392998690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connielingus.blogspot.com/2006/02/way-we-live.html' title='The Way We Live.......'/><author><name>Connie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09469952152959581393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06775979068079812813'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11204507.post-113860195772810161</id><published>2006-01-29T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T22:58:20.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aloha!</title><content type='html'>Oh yes, just got back from a quick romp in Hawaii....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/DSC02100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/DSC02100.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/DSC02035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/DSC02035.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/DSC01999.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/DSC01999.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/DSC02038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/DSC02038.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/DSC02111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/DSC02111.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/DSC02018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/DSC02018.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/DSC02020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/DSC02020.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/DSC02004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/DSC02004.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/DSC01981.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/DSC01981.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/DSC02041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/DSC02041.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had the most wonderful week away....&lt;br /&gt;-----&gt;Fucking Crazy-busy in "Las Waikiki".... The only way to really relax is to rent a car and see the slower-paced and much more beautiful parts of the island by yourself away from the insanity.... Unless, of course, you like that sorta thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..............................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course the shitty ending to this last week in paradise was returning home to the land of Ice and Snow to find that void-of-personality-wanker helmet-haired WWJD homophobic Conservative knob &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Stephen Harper&lt;/span&gt; actually got voted in as Prime Minister of Canada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People! WTF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always one step forward and two steps back in this bloody country. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/90-stephen_harper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/90-stephen_harper.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This shall be interesting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11204507-113860195772810161?l=connielingus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://connielingus.blogspot.com/feeds/113860195772810161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11204507&amp;postID=113860195772810161&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11204507/posts/default/113860195772810161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11204507/posts/default/113860195772810161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connielingus.blogspot.com/2006/01/aloha.html' title='Aloha!'/><author><name>Connie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09469952152959581393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06775979068079812813'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11204507.post-113723060442712762</id><published>2006-01-14T01:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T22:45:52.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This One Time.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/DSC01862.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/DSC01862.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One time when I was 4 years old we stayed in a hotel, and on the door of the bathroom had a mirror and THEN there was a huge mirror on the wall above the sink...&lt;br /&gt; ----&gt; I will never, ever forget the experience that when you look at yourself standing in the middle of those 2 mirrors how your face repeats for infinity times smaller and smaller until you can't fathom the whole shenanigan and that, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;honest to god,&lt;/span&gt; was the first time in my short life at age 4 that my brain felt crazy and alive. &lt;br /&gt;I've never looked at the world the same lame childish way again......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you too want to feel that alive &lt;a href = "http://www.clublaugh.com/es-items/712.swf"&gt;Click this link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11204507-113723060442712762?l=connielingus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://connielingus.blogspot.com/feeds/113723060442712762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11204507&amp;postID=113723060442712762&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11204507/posts/default/113723060442712762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11204507/posts/default/113723060442712762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connielingus.blogspot.com/2006/01/this-one-time.html' title='This One Time.....'/><author><name>Connie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09469952152959581393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06775979068079812813'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11204507.post-113585714857732764</id><published>2005-12-28T15:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T20:28:54.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Top 17 Songs of 2005!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/DSC01952.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/DSC01952.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/DSC01939.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/DSC01939.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/DSC01913.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/DSC01913.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/DSC01943.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/DSC01943.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/DSC01911.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/DSC01911.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello bloggie friends! - Hope you all had a happy Christmas holiday... I've finally recovered from my mild scotch-induced holiday cheer and got down to business trying to make this godforsaken &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"best of"&lt;/span&gt; list. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;It has been one full week of the new year....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2005 was chock-full of decent music and I have honestly been fucking-about trying to decide since Christmas Eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been tough to narrow it down to 10 best songs so I've made it the best 17 as that's how many I could fit on a CD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Yes, a &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Connielingus "Top Songs"&lt;/span&gt; CD will be available to the first 5 people who email me with your address to helloconnielingus AT gmail.com..... hurry! Limited time offer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways here is the highly-coveted listing....&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, not only did I have a hard time narrowing it down to just 17 songs, I had a hard time picking the best song from each artist... Many of these precious little numbers come from fantastic full albums as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Your Ex-Lover is Dead" - Stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technically the Album "Set Yourself on Fire" was released in 2004 but took a choke hold on my soul in 2005.  Excellent all- round album from the bustling Montreal scene, with "Your Ex-lover is dead" being the lead off track and one of the best. Hard to pick out just one. Lovely orchestral guy-girl sing-songs. &lt;br /&gt;Jenn also loves it too....&lt;br /&gt;Buy this Album. Simple as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Rebellion (Lies)" - The Arcade Fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can "Funeral" possibly live up to the most hypey hype since OK Computer??? &lt;br /&gt; - Uh yeah, I'm thinking so....  I like Rebellion but honestly this Album is best experienced as a whole unit from start to finish.&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't heard this yet, where the hell have you been all year???? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Chicago" - Sufjan Stevens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, love the whole album "Come On Feel the Illinoise" but Chicago reminds me of late summer at the Lake.&lt;br /&gt;Happiness surrounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Gideon" - My Morning Jacket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How proud I have become of MMJ over the last 4 years.  Excellent band that have now added some funky keyboard action on the latest Album "Z".  They only get better and better....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"This Modern Love" - Bloc Party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up for awards in the UK, not too well known overhere in Canada - excellent stuff nevertheless.... sorta along that "Killers, Franz Ferdinand type genre" but kinda with its own style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"We Are Nowhere and it is Now" - Bright Eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the highly acclaimed album "I'm Wide Awake, It's Morning".... A voice only a mother could love or the next coming of a Neil Young/Bob Dylan hybrid? &lt;br /&gt;Well, like so  many before ol' Conner Oberst, talk-singing harmony with Emmylou Harris can effectively smooth over the rough edges.... It also helps being a brilliant songwriter too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Over and Over Again (Lost and Found)" - Clap Your Hands and Say Yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just recently heard this band.... I know nothing about them except I love the name and I absolutely am addicted to this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Love is a Deserter" - The Kills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what it is about The Kills... I only really like their music when I'm driving really fast on my way into work..... &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"get the guns out get the guns out..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the album "No Wow" - This stuff will get you in the mood to rivet aeroplanes all night long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"If I Am a Stranger" - Ryan Adams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I've said many times, I love Ryan Adams and I always will.  &lt;br /&gt;Maybe his 3 released albums in one year could have been trimmed down into one perfect album.  "Cold Roses" is the better choice if you were to try just one.  This song is officially my time-tested favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Stay" - The Ladies and Gentlemen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool Canadian Computer Blippy Music that makes you happy from the album "Small Sins".&lt;br /&gt;Brilliant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Factory" - Martha Wainwright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kinda trashy diva-like songstress that was the toast of the Edmonton Folk Fest and might I add, the only-sister of Rufus.  &lt;br /&gt;I have a special love for this whole album. The summer-road-trip-picking-up-young-lady-hitchhikers-singing-at-the-top-of-yer-lungs kind of memories.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"In My Leisure Suite" - Feist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let It Die" is a perfect album.  &lt;br /&gt;I listened to this song on a Sunny blissed out February afternoon in Cozumel, Mexico sitting on our patio over-looking the Caribbean Sea... My leisure suite indeed.  &lt;br /&gt;That beautiful memory is all I can think of when I hear this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Galaxies" - Laura Veirs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laura Veirs is so cool.  - Beautiful Spacey tune for a spacey day...  &lt;br /&gt;"Year of Meteors" is another great collection of songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Fake Palindromes" - Andrew Bird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Mysterious Production of Eggs" is full of cool middle-eastern tinged songs.  This one especially reminds me of Saturday mornings eating tater-tots and basted eggs that Jenn prepared whilst I fiddled around making the perfect Saturday morning playlist.... This song seemed to always be on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Even Tho" - Joseph Arthur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love this song... It brought me through a strange part of the year in the early fall that was tinged with lots of overtime, drinking and a bizarre co-workers suicide....Very emotional and "Our Shadows Will Remain" filled that need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"High School" - Jeremy Fisher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the few Canadian Top 40 Radio Song that I actually liked From the Album "Let it Shine".  Nicen'cheesy happy-go-lucky  throwback retro-grunge song about being a teenager in the 1990's. &lt;br /&gt;I was one and this song is catchy... It's all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Love Is Just a Game" - The Magic Numbers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes, love IS just a game isn't dahlings.... &lt;br /&gt;The Magic Numbers are a kind of a Mama's and Papa's For the younger set.  Cute melodic Brother and Sister act outta England. Classic with a new spin.&lt;br /&gt;I like it... Another great full album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... So anyways, that's my basic list.  I keep remembering other good songs but this is the frigging list that has officially made me crazy.&lt;br /&gt;If anyone would like to share some of their faves of 2005 I would be greatly interested to hear all about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&gt; Heavy librarian kisses to you all and best wishes for 2006.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11204507-113585714857732764?l=connielingus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://connielingus.blogspot.com/feeds/113585714857732764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11204507&amp;postID=113585714857732764&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11204507/posts/default/113585714857732764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11204507/posts/default/113585714857732764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connielingus.blogspot.com/2005/12/top-17-songs-of-2005.html' title='The Top 17 Songs of 2005!'/><author><name>Connie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09469952152959581393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06775979068079812813'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11204507.post-113542593327575824</id><published>2005-12-24T02:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T10:59:54.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/DSC01847.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/320/DSC01847.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/DSC01887.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/320/DSC01887.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/DSC01863.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/320/DSC01863.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/DSC01902.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/320/DSC01902.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/DSC01885.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/320/DSC01885.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jaaayyy - zzuss egg nog tastes good!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with the wee bit of christmas rum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yee haw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;top songs of 2005 coming soon..................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11204507-113542593327575824?l=connielingus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://connielingus.blogspot.com/feeds/113542593327575824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11204507&amp;postID=113542593327575824&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11204507/posts/default/113542593327575824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11204507/posts/default/113542593327575824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connielingus.blogspot.com/2005/12/jaaayyy-zzuss-egg-nog-tastes-good-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Connie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09469952152959581393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06775979068079812813'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11204507.post-113477977353142674</id><published>2005-12-16T11:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T17:17:41.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time, Music and Breasts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Dost thou love life? Then do not squander time, for that is the stuff life is made of."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;- Benjamin Franklin - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I was just saying today,  - as many find themselves blabbing to make workplace small-talk as the year winds down - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"My god this year has gone fast...where has the time gone...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And really, I guess the year did slip away quite quickly... but then I think of my own personal microcosm one year ago and some things feel like ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about the Great Boxing Day Tsunami?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/before%20tsunami.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/before%20tsunami.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/after%20tsunami.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/after%20tsunami.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a year FULL of disaster and strife it feels like eons ago. Tsunamis, Earthquakes, Hurricanes, Dead Popes and yet another 365 days of the relentless George W.... It's been a rough go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/pope.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/pope.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time last year I was anxiously awaiting my next visit to Edmonton (with it's ungodly $369 "Christmas Week Flight" pricetag) with my darling Jenn, whom I had only physically spent less than 2 weeks-all-together with beforehand. &lt;br /&gt;I was just excited to be in love and get loving.... The rare kind of exciting love and loving that goes with the newness and time apart.  &lt;br /&gt;At that point I was not even contemplating the big move or commitment and how my life could be so content and fufilled one measly year later....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/DSC01539.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/DSC01539.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes time is your harshest critic, and sometimes time can bring the greatest rewards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,&lt;br /&gt;That brings me to music....&lt;br /&gt;A fabulous swing around the sun in tunage it has been indeed.&lt;br /&gt;It's been nearly a whole year since I bought myself the EPIC album - "Funeral" by &lt;a href = "http://www.arcadefire.com/flash.html"&gt;The Arcade Fire.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;everyone's talking about it you know.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&gt; Being Canadian, naturally we were fans first....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In traditional year-end fashion I believe I will attempt my own personal TOP 10 of best songs of the year over the next week or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Christmas Wish is for everyone out there in blogland to have a brainstorm over the next week about their own personal "Top 10" and we can have a drink and a little sharing session of music tastes over the hollies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALSO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/card13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/card13.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are not too into music you can always submit a "Best of the Breast XXXmas edition" photo... &lt;br /&gt;-----&gt; Tits under the tree, kissing breasts beneath the mistletoe.... "the moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow" &lt;br /&gt;you get the drift, HO HO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a while since the last knockeriffic &lt;a href = "http://connielingus.blogspot.com/2005/06/tits-lovely-day-part-2_21.html"&gt;Best of the Breast&lt;/a&gt; Challenge....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figure it's about time for some cold weather nipple stimulation.&lt;br /&gt;It'll be fun.&lt;br /&gt;Egg Nog and Mammaries - oh yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"....Clams on the half shell and Roller skates, Roller Skates!... Good Times, These are the Good Times... Leave your cares behind..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/image00111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/image00111.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11204507-113477977353142674?l=connielingus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://connielingus.blogspot.com/feeds/113477977353142674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11204507&amp;postID=113477977353142674&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11204507/posts/default/113477977353142674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11204507/posts/default/113477977353142674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connielingus.blogspot.com/2005/12/time-music-and-breasts.html' title='Time, Music and Breasts'/><author><name>Connie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09469952152959581393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06775979068079812813'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11204507.post-113485432174568511</id><published>2005-12-16T09:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T13:22:11.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Aas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/connie3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/connie3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the photoshop wizardry of the fabulous &lt;a href "http://aasmodeus.blogspot.com/"&gt;Aasmodeus&lt;/a&gt; I can now help a half-naked french lesbian-lover and build her a plane.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- perhaps I will be able to buck her rivets and she'll allow me to buff her leading edges....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can learn quickly and I will be working to win after all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11204507-113485432174568511?l=connielingus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://connielingus.blogspot.com/feeds/113485432174568511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11204507&amp;postID=113485432174568511&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11204507/posts/default/113485432174568511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11204507/posts/default/113485432174568511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connielingus.blogspot.com/2005/12/oh-aas.html' title='Oh Aas!'/><author><name>Connie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09469952152959581393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06775979068079812813'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11204507.post-113428315115444776</id><published>2005-12-10T21:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T22:44:56.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stumbling Podcasting Whores Unite!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/DSC01829.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/DSC01829.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been kinda branching off into the brave world of internet exploration lately.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's just the time of year, or maybe it's just the time of man.  &lt;br /&gt;---- I've been so blog-oriented for the last however many months I guess I just got briefly bored with the whole "this is me doing my &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;me-things&lt;/span&gt; over here in my &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;me-world&lt;/span&gt; and here is a sweet picture that will give you insight into my little bit o' &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;me-chaos&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/DSC01821.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/DSC01821.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmm.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even got bored with corrosion.  &lt;br /&gt;I have a stockpile of rotted out ol' aeroplane bits in my toolbox waiting for a connielingus showcase.&lt;br /&gt;I am not even joking about that.... I have a small group of "fans" at my work who actually give me corrosion specimens in the hope I might "blog" about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been falling behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/DSC01767.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/DSC01767.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got quite addicted to the &lt;a href = "https://addons.mozilla.org/extensions/moreinfo.php?id=138&amp;application=firefox"&gt;Firefox Extension "StumbleUpon"&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Yeah, that's right I am a stumbler.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get a button, much like the Blogger "Next Blog", that says "Stumble!" and you are instantly and randomly transported to a "favorite" and "recommended" website or blog in the genre from your own predetermined personal list of interests. Some are so-so and some are wonderful... Then you can judge them if you please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Jenn and I stumbled hardcore for about 3 hours this morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just really drives home the fact that the World Wide Web is REALLY TEEMING of fucked-uply interesting tidbits of fabulously artistic nonsense like &lt;a href = "http://www.trevorvanmeter.com/flyguy/flyGuy.swf"&gt;Fly Guy&lt;/a&gt; or heartwarmingly twisted little animated movies like &lt;a href = "http://billyblob.com/cartoons/karma-ghost/"&gt;Karma Ghost&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These things make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I'm a simple girl in a complicated world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me started on the sick fetish of podcast collecting.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/podcast-753195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/podcast-753195.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaysus! when did I turn into such a fucking computer nerd?........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a hardcore tradeswoman! &lt;br /&gt;My tools are rivet guns and hammers in my hand not some frivolous downloadable extension pack..... &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Arrrrrrghhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(lol.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11204507-113428315115444776?l=connielingus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://connielingus.blogspot.com/feeds/113428315115444776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11204507&amp;postID=113428315115444776&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11204507/posts/default/113428315115444776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11204507/posts/default/113428315115444776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connielingus.blogspot.com/2005/12/stumbling-podcasting-whores-unite.html' title='Stumbling Podcasting Whores Unite!'/><author><name>Connie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09469952152959581393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06775979068079812813'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11204507.post-113374641996254243</id><published>2005-12-04T16:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T20:39:08.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raymi The Minx</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/DSC01833.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/DSC01833.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a secret lover of &lt;a href="http://raymitheminx.blogspot.com/"&gt;Raymi The Minx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- aka Lauren White. -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look at her blog everyday.&lt;br /&gt;I can tell she has an English Mum like me because she spells Mom "Mum" like a good english kid would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - I bought the book, &lt;a href = "http://www.cafepress.com/cp/prod.aspx?p=raymitheminx.37914860"&gt;Marketable Depression&lt;/a&gt;  because like most celebrity worship you just can't get enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Marketable Depression&lt;/span&gt; is  a dirty-feeling  diary....  A spew of uncomfortable in-depth-ness.....&lt;br /&gt;Scary - but not really - when you consider the circumstances in which you came across it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/DSC01831.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/DSC01831.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why the fuck are we all so addicted to blogs anyways?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The unknown, the Peeping-Tom factor, getting inside someone's average life and analyze whether or not you agree or approve. For a laugh or for a cry....Just like you judge people in the real world, you judge blog people.&lt;br /&gt;Lameness is universal and in various forms of HTML as well.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, if yer lucky,  you will see an enthralling and artistic picture or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogs are a way to vent, to advertise, to have a voice, to be fucked up without consequence. We all wanna be something beyond our stupid lives we lead in the real world. It's all a secret little world inside your computer that eventually you begin to trust and worry that you may not satisfy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should appreciate blog writing not unlike you appreciate poetry...&lt;br /&gt;Here is a little quote from Dylan Thomas that should apply to blogs as well as a poems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Read the Poems &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;(blogs)&lt;/span&gt; you like reading.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't bother whether they are important, or if they will live.  What does it matter what poetry &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;(blogging)&lt;/span&gt; is? after all.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you want a definition of poetry &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;(blogging)&lt;/span&gt; say : Poetry &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;(Blogging)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is what makes me laugh or cry or yawn, what makes my toenails twinkle or what makes me do this or that or nothing." and let it go at that....&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All that matters about poetry &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;(blogging)&lt;/span&gt;is the enjoyment of it, however tragic it may be.  &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All that matters is the external movement behind it, the vast undercurrent of human grief, folly, pretension, exhilaration, or ignorance, however unlofty the intension of the poem &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;(blog)&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I am looking too deep into this.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now there are Blog Bullies and Spam Nazis.....&lt;br /&gt;But hey, Blog-reading is like a reality show that you can comment on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raymitheminx.blogspot.com is an honest to goodness guilty pleasure with an edge. I live vicariously through her antics. Enjoy the simpleness. Re-live a miss-spent youth. Hear about what movies are worth seeing and where to get drunk at live shows that are good in Toronah.&lt;br /&gt;....... Maybe at the very least you'll see Nipples and some great fashion statements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Lauren White is a personal web-log Pioneer you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my favorite story from "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Marketable Depression&lt;/span&gt;".....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/DSC01834.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/DSC01834.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/DSC01835.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/DSC01835.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Buy her Book.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href = "http://www.cafepress.com/cp/prod.aspx?p=raymitheminx.37914860"&gt;Buy it here.&lt;/a&gt; It's on sale for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;It's not pretty, but when you are 87 you might want to remember your secret blog-life as if it was a real source of human interaction.&lt;br /&gt;So all in all,&lt;br /&gt;A satisfyingly depressive memento into the human-blog life you now live here in late 2005.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11204507-113374641996254243?l=connielingus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://connielingus.blogspot.com/feeds/113374641996254243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11204507&amp;postID=113374641996254243&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11204507/posts/default/113374641996254243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11204507/posts/default/113374641996254243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connielingus.blogspot.com/2005/12/raymi-minx.html' title='Raymi The Minx'/><author><name>Connie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09469952152959581393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06775979068079812813'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11204507.post-113359643989596084</id><published>2005-12-02T17:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T17:54:41.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So 2004......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/24.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/24.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I was just thinking today about how my whole gaytastic lesboriffic lifestyle got so average.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- A blessing or a curse?-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenn and I were at a "friends from work" gathering last weekend and we actually just blended in with the other 30 something couplings of the het-er-oh variety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Much to the shock and awe of my dear Jennifer - I was truly comfortable showing my girl on girl affection in public!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/TLW201-173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/TLW201-173.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stunning relation-shit revelations aside , I simply realized that maybe I'm not so "shocking" after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tongue lashing lesbians aren't such the "party favor" they were a couple years ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christ on a Crutch! We can actually marry....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ellen D Gee is all mainstream now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The L Word is on Showcase at 10 PM on a weeknight for godsakes.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/cast-naked2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/cast-naked2.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesbians are SO 2004.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11204507-113359643989596084?l=connielingus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://connielingus.blogspot.com/feeds/113359643989596084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11204507&amp;postID=113359643989596084&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11204507/posts/default/113359643989596084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11204507/posts/default/113359643989596084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connielingus.blogspot.com/2005/12/so-2004.html' title='So 2004......'/><author><name>Connie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09469952152959581393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06775979068079812813'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11204507.post-113341899091730718</id><published>2005-11-30T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T22:36:30.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging Is Like A New Relationship.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;... In the beginning you want to do it every day, then after 6 months or so you only feel the need to do it once a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/DSC01777.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/DSC01777.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/DSC01819.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/DSC01819.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/DSC01802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/DSC01802.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/DSC01642.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/DSC01642.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the lamest.&lt;br /&gt;See y'all tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11204507-113341899091730718?l=connielingus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://connielingus.blogspot.com/feeds/113341899091730718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11204507&amp;postID=113341899091730718&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11204507/posts/default/113341899091730718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11204507/posts/default/113341899091730718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connielingus.blogspot.com/2005/11/blogging-is-like-new-relationship.html' title='Blogging Is Like A New Relationship.......'/><author><name>Connie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09469952152959581393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06775979068079812813'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11204507.post-113288763922865961</id><published>2005-11-24T18:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T22:25:03.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Top 10 Hottest Canadian Women..... (according to Connielingus) THE FINALE!</title><content type='html'>Er, hello.... &lt;br /&gt;Finally.  # 1 and #2 - so close, it could've gone either way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, it is well worth the wait.... &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;don't burn yer lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;#2 SOOK YIN LEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/sook%20yin%20lee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/sook%20yin%20lee.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyones favorite Vancouver, BC Born Bisexual Ex-MuchMusic VJ comes in a strong second place.&lt;br /&gt;As a young and impressionable alternative music loving teenage riot grrrl in the mid 90's, &lt;a href = "http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sook-Yin_Lee"&gt;Sook Yin Lee&lt;/a&gt; was a bright light at the end of my dark baggy clothes wearing, kool-aid hair dying, Doc Marten stomping mess of a life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful and cool.  Smart and witty.  The woman who introduced me to the Smashing Pumpkins one afternoon on "The Wedge".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was no denying I had a big screwed-up sexual-identity crush on her.  &lt;br /&gt; - I suppose I still do....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/sook_yin_lee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/sook_yin_lee.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of pure love and devotion I religiously listen to her discerning pop-culture radio show &lt;a href = "http://www.cbc.ca/dnto/"&gt;Definitely Not The Opera&lt;/a&gt; every Saturday afternoon on the CBC.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/pic-sook-yin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/pic-sook-yin.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;***** #1  FEIST *****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/feist1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/feist1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My. god. alive.  &lt;br /&gt;The most beautiful woman.  The most beautiful voice. The coolest life story.  Ever.&lt;br /&gt;Uuuuuuuhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;drool drool &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stole this little Bio from &lt;a href = "http://www.alwaysontherun.net/feist.htm"&gt;Always On The Run&lt;/a&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;A perfect summation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/Feist3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/Feist3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;She was born Leslie Feist in Calgary in the mid-'70s but goes by her surname when it comes to making music for a living. &lt;br /&gt;The Jhay-inspired songstress got her start playing in a high-school punk band called Placebo (not to be confused with the U.K. modern rock act of the same name). After winning a battle of the bands contest, Placebo played their first gig opening for the Ramones, and for the next five years, Feist perfected her rock ways. Touring cross-Canada in the end took its tool on Feist. She had strained her voice so much, she was told she'd never sing again. &lt;br /&gt;To regain focus and medical assistance from another specialist, Feist fled her hometown to settle in Toronto in 1998. She spent six months holed up by herself in a basement with a four-track recorder. She bought a guitar as a means of temporarily replacing her voice and began crafting a natural pop sound. A year later, Feist was playing guitar for By Divine Right. She went on to play in front of countless stadium crowds as By Divine Right opened for the Tragically Hip across North America. Somewhere in between touring with some of Canada's biggest acts, Feist found time to record and self-released her first solo album, 1999's Monarch (Lay Down Your Jeweled Head). &lt;br /&gt;After playing some smaller local gigs in and around Toronto, Feist moved in with electroclash rap vixen &lt;a href = "http://www.peachesrocks.com/"&gt;Peaches&lt;/a&gt; in 2000. Peaches christened Feist Bitch Lap-Lap and from there, Feist sang on and toured in support of Peaches' debut album, Teaches of Peaches. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/feist2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/feist2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Not one to stay too long in once place, Feist joined &lt;a href = "http://www.arts-crafts.ca/bss/index3.html"&gt;Broken Social Scene&lt;/a&gt; in the recording of their sophomore effort, You Forgot It in People. The album, which was released in 2002, became a critical success among the indie crowds after winning a Juno Award for "Alternative Album of the Year in 2003.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/feist.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/feist.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........Whilst you peruse the official &lt;a href = "http://www.listentofeist.com/SITE/default.asp"&gt;FEIST&lt;/a&gt; website I must now go off and swap my slippery knickers.&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11204507-113288763922865961?l=connielingus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://connielingus.blogspot.com/feeds/113288763922865961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11204507&amp;postID=113288763922865961&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11204507/posts/default/113288763922865961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11204507/posts/default/113288763922865961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connielingus.blogspot.com/2005/11/top-10-hottest-canadian-women_24.html' title='The Top 10 Hottest Canadian Women..... (according to Connielingus) THE FINALE!'/><author><name>Connie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09469952152959581393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06775979068079812813'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11204507.post-113247221770330711</id><published>2005-11-20T01:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T14:56:47.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Apprentice....... Part 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/DSC01673.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/DSC01673.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My days of "mistress to an apprentice boy" were tragically cut short this week.  &lt;br /&gt;- My somewhat lovable towering galoot apprentice was fired. -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turned out the poor guy was deathly afraid of ladders, and seeing as at the very least I spend half the week perched atop a 12 footer, Magnus darling was fucking doomed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/DSC01574.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/DSC01574.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He did proceed to get caught talking instead of working by the Director of Maintenance and had a most unfortunate incident removing rivets with a wobbly drill that he had dropped earlier.  Frustrations galore.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/DSC01663.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/DSC01663.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Management was eager to send a clear message to the rest of the yobo's and it was good ol' Magnus who took one for the team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sticking out like a sore thumb is a bitch sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turned out to be an interesting little test of my Journeyman conduct as well......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;definitely not pleasant or comfortable.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- It was as much a trial by fire for me as it was for any apprentice.&lt;br /&gt;I was invited for no less than 3 major "performance appraisals" by my own superiors who were judging my tenacity and assessment abilities as much as they were grading Magnus' young career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times the Trades world can come across so unnecessarily militaristic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What it came down to was my performance in judgment over Magnus and his sloppy work habits.&lt;br /&gt;Was I up to my top level position????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My gut instinct was to beg for some leniency and understanding, but it felt like my mission was, and is, only to point out any flaws and prove that it wasn't my misguiding that caused his obvious failure.&lt;br /&gt;It was as much a test to my position of "power" as it was a test of the apprentice skill.&lt;br /&gt;I was put on the spot, to put it simply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/1600/DSC01004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5242/779/400/DSC01004.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry to see you go Magnus.&lt;br /&gt;But it's better now than later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck kid.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11204507-113247221770330711?l=connielingus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://connielingus.blogspot.com/feeds/113247221770330711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11204507&amp;postID=113247221770330711&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11204507/posts/default/113247221770330711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11204507/posts/default/113247221770330711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connielingus.blogspot.com/2005/11/apprentice-part-3.html' title='The Apprentice....... 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