<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099263</id><updated>2012-01-09T00:06:33.534-08:00</updated><title type='text'>darci from the block</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099263/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>darci ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01289726626137418643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/darcis/lilhelmet_croppedweb.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099263.post-2612329308456451112</id><published>2008-04-11T13:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T13:26:20.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wow I can log into blogger</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm not sure what to do with this new power.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099263-2612329308456451112?l=darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com/feeds/2612329308456451112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34099263&amp;postID=2612329308456451112&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099263/posts/default/2612329308456451112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099263/posts/default/2612329308456451112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com/2008/04/wow-i-can-log-into-blogger.html' title='wow I can log into blogger'/><author><name>darci ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01289726626137418643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/darcis/lilhelmet_croppedweb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099263.post-7011093095413794015</id><published>2007-09-06T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T20:05:04.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'>life tip #1</title><content type='html'>if you are ever watching jeopardy and you don't know the answer to a question about presidents always guess "Roosevelt."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-xoxox-&lt;br /&gt;Darci&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099263-7011093095413794015?l=darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com/feeds/7011093095413794015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34099263&amp;postID=7011093095413794015&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099263/posts/default/7011093095413794015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099263/posts/default/7011093095413794015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com/2007/09/life-tip-1.html' title='life tip #1'/><author><name>darci ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01289726626137418643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/darcis/lilhelmet_croppedweb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099263.post-5752721994037598404</id><published>2007-08-20T22:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T22:47:25.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wtf</title><content type='html'>i have not been able to log into blogger at my house and now... out at Eric's I can. WTF. anger management.  I will try again tomorrow, but understand that I have been blacklisted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099263-5752721994037598404?l=darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com/feeds/5752721994037598404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34099263&amp;postID=5752721994037598404&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099263/posts/default/5752721994037598404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099263/posts/default/5752721994037598404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com/2007/08/wtf.html' title='wtf'/><author><name>darci ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01289726626137418643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/darcis/lilhelmet_croppedweb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099263.post-7495854038877566275</id><published>2007-04-07T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T12:38:17.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Listed Blogger?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ACK. I would guess I have been written off my blogging buddies. I'm sorry I've been so MIA - it's been a busy couple months of nursing school apps, microbiology, work, and attempting something resembling a social life. When I saw the crazy old man with the foot long beard, listening to rap, smoking a pipe, with the top down in his Porsche Boxster I really meant to post ... but it just got away from me. So here's are the highlights of the last 6 weeks:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I loved microbiology. I think I could do gram-stains and test unknown bacteria and viruses all day. Needless to say I wash my hands too much now. I asked what I would have to do to be a lab rat for life and turns out it's even more schooling - aka Masters. Wow, guess they don't want mildly informed folks diagnosing staphlycoccus aureus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My boy may have made the move from eggs to ham (at least i think/hope) it's been a good Spring. After finals we ran away to Pacific City for the weekend - i love that place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I got into Creighton! ... which btw is in Nebraska. Omaha?? Holy crap a real test of will. I didn't get into OHSU - putting off some work or volunteering in the medical arena likely hurt my cause here. A real bummer though, because now I have to take Organic Chemistry spring term. Still waiting to hear on Linfield in PDX and should know in the next couple weeks. After some ridiculous traditional chic over-thought on "what if" I'm trying to not think about things until after I hear back from them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm now going out to troll and check in with all my sarcastic, funny, online friends, beg for forgiveness and see what's been going on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Love, Darci from the Block.&lt;br /&gt;-xoxo-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099263-7495854038877566275?l=darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com/feeds/7495854038877566275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34099263&amp;postID=7495854038877566275&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099263/posts/default/7495854038877566275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099263/posts/default/7495854038877566275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com/2007/04/black-listed-blogger.html' title='Black Listed Blogger?'/><author><name>darci ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01289726626137418643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/darcis/lilhelmet_croppedweb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099263.post-2889021165213837129</id><published>2007-02-22T20:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T21:58:13.345-08:00</updated><title type='text'>80's Shows I Forgot I loved</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A random conversation with Amy inspired a search of old television theme songs. I stumbled upon the &lt;a href="http://melaman2.com/tvshows/0to9.html"&gt;most amazing site&lt;/a&gt;, which has a huge catalog of theme songs (and btw are in MP3 format for download :) The fact that Amy could identify a large % in seconds, including the likes of 227, Benson, and A Different World, is likely worthy of its own Amy blog one day soon, but here and now I wanted to see if I'm alone in my love of these shows/theme songs. There are some obvious classics we all know - the Facts of Life, Family Ties, Different Strokes, Magnum PI, but what about these babies:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJCTmJrD5vU/Rd6CIAbTPrI/AAAAAAAAABM/vTHCejZ5JRQ/s1600-h/fall+guy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034604507511865010" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJCTmJrD5vU/Rd6CIAbTPrI/AAAAAAAAABM/vTHCejZ5JRQ/s200/fall+guy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Fall Guy:&lt;/strong&gt; Lee Majors - awesome. The Six million dollar man turns stuntman, who apparently has some extra time to do PI work. The theme song just makes me happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Greatest American Hero: &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I have to admit there isn't much I remember about this one besides some really bad flying special effects, but the theme song is a classic. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJCTmJrD5vU/Rd6CHwbTPqI/AAAAAAAAABE/jVtKzwLIDXE/s1600-h/hart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034604503216897698" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJCTmJrD5vU/Rd6CHwbTPqI/AAAAAAAAABE/jVtKzwLIDXE/s200/hart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hart to Hart: &lt;/strong&gt;on Desperate Housewives husband-wife pair opens Pizza Parlor, circa 1979 it's all about a millionaire couple doing pro-bono investigative work. The banter the chemistry was just fantastic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scarecrow and Mrs. King: &lt;/strong&gt;the likely dream of every bored housewife - hot secret&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJCTmJrD5vU/Rd6CHwbTPpI/AAAAAAAAAA8/wDLAviLtAjw/s1600-h/scarecrow.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; agent man begs for your help. An industry innovator in long drawn out sexual tension. WTF?! Did they ever get it on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have to hope you've got my back on at least some of these... other "tier 2" off the radar favorites out there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099263-2889021165213837129?l=darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com/feeds/2889021165213837129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34099263&amp;postID=2889021165213837129&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099263/posts/default/2889021165213837129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099263/posts/default/2889021165213837129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com/2007/02/80s-shows-i-forgot-i-loved.html' title='80&apos;s Shows I Forgot I loved'/><author><name>darci ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01289726626137418643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/darcis/lilhelmet_croppedweb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wJCTmJrD5vU/Rd6CIAbTPrI/AAAAAAAAABM/vTHCejZ5JRQ/s72-c/fall+guy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099263.post-5054400764787519395</id><published>2007-02-22T20:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T20:37:09.078-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guilty as charged</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What month is it? What year is it?  I should be prosectuted for blog neglect.  The axis of evil that was the first six weeks of 2007 looks to now just an small 4-way stop of evil, so I'm back to troll all my favorite blogs and do a little blogging myself.  Look out world.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099263-5054400764787519395?l=darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com/feeds/5054400764787519395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34099263&amp;postID=5054400764787519395&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099263/posts/default/5054400764787519395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099263/posts/default/5054400764787519395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com/2007/02/guilty-as-charged.html' title='Guilty as charged'/><author><name>darci ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01289726626137418643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/darcis/lilhelmet_croppedweb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099263.post-4858347513243680956</id><published>2007-01-16T21:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T15:16:07.889-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Middle School Talent Shows: God forgive me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;On the heels of my 31st birthday, the timing is just right to remind myself why aging is a good thing, a beautiful thing, as demonstrated by the decisions, the dancing, the outfits associated with all that is: &lt;strong&gt;the Middle School Talent Show. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yes, the middle school talent show is classic Americana. The right of passage of every physically and socially awkward young child to completely and utterly embarrass the holy living shit out of themselves in front of an audience of their peers. WHY do they hold these talents shows? Is this a benefit for all our underpaid teachers. And furthermore, WHY do we as young children chose to sign-up voluntarily ? Well, I'll tell you why I think I did; her name is Lisa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Lisa is one of those friends we all should hope to have in a lifetime. Daring, brave, and apparently missing the genetic coding which drives most people to give a crap what other people think. Oh god bless it, these were glory days. Being around someone like this is extremely liberating; suddenly you don't care what other&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJCTmJrD5vU/Ra2-PBfv0NI/AAAAAAAAAAg/DLiDqiiCJuk/s1600-h/scanned059.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; people think about you walking your hamster.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJCTmJrD5vU/Ra3Iqxfv0OI/AAAAAAAAAAw/MrAv1W7OrfY/s1600-h/lisab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020889796754526434" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJCTmJrD5vU/Ra3Iqxfv0OI/AAAAAAAAAAw/MrAv1W7OrfY/s200/lisab.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This is a powerful trait my friends, powerful indeed - enabling hours of endless fun with legos, hamsters, dancing, kick-ball, and new heights in hair technology (as show on right). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's all a little blurry now, but I can only assume high on Lisa-powered liberation I deemed the following as "talents," appropriate to be viewed by our middle school:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1. Not all kids were "tough enough," but Lisa and I were.... to stand up and perform our choreographed performance to the &lt;strong&gt;New Kids on the Block&lt;/strong&gt;, Hangin' Tough&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; Of my two performances, this is the one that doesn't make me throw up a little, only because we had this totally awesome move where we would stand back to back and hook elbows and I would flip Lisa over my back. Awesome - I mean, that is sweet, even today. Thank you god for wiping any memory of our outfits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2. God giveth and god taketh away and therefore I do remember my outfit for what would be my first and last solo talent show appearance. WHAT would possess a young teenage girl to chose &lt;strong&gt;Secret Agent Man &lt;/strong&gt;as her song??? Hell if I know! And of course, based on the song you can of course guess what I wore....... that's right....naturally I wore bright purple spandex with a giant over sized XL white sweatshirt with "007 " and a drawing of a gun &lt;em&gt;puffy painted &lt;/em&gt;on the front!!... (PEOPLE WHERE IS THE PARENTING HERE. Seriously! If your child tells you they are going to puffy paint 007 on a big sweatshirt and dance in front of the school, take away the puffy paint!!) OK so I I haven't actually done anything yet, this is just the visual. I of course had more to offer the crowd- that's right, I'm not just a pretty face I've got below average dancing and gymnastics talents as well! I launched into my well practiced routine simply enough, but then suddenly realized I am incapable of remembering my moves when people are clapping along with the music and so for approximately 2-3 minutes, I executed a number of cartwheels, round-offs, and handsprings in different directions back and forth across the gym floor. This of course worked perfectly with my outfit because each time I went upside down my intentionally over sized skirt like sweatshirt came all the way up to my chin and threatened to come off. This couldn't be risked of course, because how would people know who I was if not for my giant sweatshirt with 007 puffy painted on the front?! (and yes thank the stars for the unitard, otherwise I might not be hear today to share this story.) My big ending of course, was a cartwheel into the splits. I don't remember much in middle school life after this event, but needless to say I think we can all agree it was for the best that shortly thereafter moved out of state to start a new life in Oregon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And so today, I enjoy the bad ankles, the lines, the cynicism that comes with aging, god bless 'em, as long as there are no spandex or crowds. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099263-4858347513243680956?l=darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com/feeds/4858347513243680956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34099263&amp;postID=4858347513243680956&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099263/posts/default/4858347513243680956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099263/posts/default/4858347513243680956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com/2007/01/middle-school-talent-shows-god-forgive.html' title='Middle School Talent Shows: God forgive me'/><author><name>darci ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01289726626137418643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/darcis/lilhelmet_croppedweb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wJCTmJrD5vU/Ra3Iqxfv0OI/AAAAAAAAAAw/MrAv1W7OrfY/s72-c/lisab.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099263.post-7493303221497119626</id><published>2006-12-29T15:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T15:44:19.414-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ham and Eggs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJCTmJrD5vU/RZWmncS-UaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/66zswhXlavI/s1600-h/eggs-1.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014096956687798690" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJCTmJrD5vU/RZWmncS-UaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/66zswhXlavI/s200/eggs-1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's time for the &lt;strong&gt;ham and eggs&lt;/strong&gt; post. Yes, I know no one voted for this topic, but it seems appropriate being the end of the year with reflection and all that crap. Plus, the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://thegancer.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gancer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;vaguely covered this so I found myself reinspired. I may be out of it, but when Grey's Anatomy introduced me to the "Ham and Egg" concept I fell in love. My relationship has had a fairly consistent look and feel to it for the past couple years, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but it was not until I heard my situation in a breakfast metaphor did I really understand what is going on here!! I am the HAM!! I'm in. I'm game. I'm putting myself out there.. while my counterpart just pops a couple eggs on the plate without thinking about it. [Involved vs. committed I believe it goes] Yes, I admit, sometimes we are just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;a ginormous omelette because I get all fed-up and yank my ham off the table, but generally speaking ham's my role. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Now, obviously if you're reading this you know how great I am. I mean, seriously. I don't get "headaches;" I like to cook; I like live sporting events; I will never cut my hair short &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am some awesome ham!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I am the honey-baked ham of ham!!&lt;/span&gt; OK, no that's a lie, because i'm not that hot, but damn it, I'm definitely a B+ ham!  While I understand we've all got commitment-phobia to some degree and anyone whose done anything interesting in life is going to have some baggage... but I'm starting to take it personal. According to the space time-continuum we're years in, but by all accounts we look and feel like we're 3-months in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I argue that by now if eggs can't pony-up and play as meat, then I am not the ham for him. Seriously,I need some advice guys: How long is too long? How does a girl know when to hold em, know when to fold em, when to walk away, when to run? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099263-7493303221497119626?l=darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com/feeds/7493303221497119626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34099263&amp;postID=7493303221497119626&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099263/posts/default/7493303221497119626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099263/posts/default/7493303221497119626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com/2006/12/ham-and-eggs.html' title='Ham and Eggs'/><author><name>darci ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01289726626137418643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/darcis/lilhelmet_croppedweb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJCTmJrD5vU/RZWmncS-UaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/66zswhXlavI/s72-c/eggs-1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099263.post-1784982777426805460</id><published>2006-12-15T23:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T23:51:54.865-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Quote of 2006 Nominee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"I would tell you to go to hell, but I work there and I don't want to see you everyday"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099263-1784982777426805460?l=darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com/feeds/1784982777426805460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34099263&amp;postID=1784982777426805460&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099263/posts/default/1784982777426805460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099263/posts/default/1784982777426805460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com/2006/12/best-quote-of-2006-nominee.html' title='Best Quote of 2006 Nominee'/><author><name>darci ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01289726626137418643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/darcis/lilhelmet_croppedweb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099263.post-2905546856400485096</id><published>2006-12-15T17:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T18:18:30.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Days of Our Lives, Brought you by...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Florida. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;WTF. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This contest is completely RIGGED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cassidy ~29%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Darcy ~ 8%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Rori ~ 18%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Bridget ~ 17%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ciara ~ 28%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thanks for your efforts my friends. I'm looking for ways to whine and be annoying. We're moving on,  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Coming Soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to a block near you... any preferences?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My State of the Union: "Ham &amp;amp; Eggs" - time for an exit strategy? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Middle School Talent Shows: God forgive me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Red Wine + Martinis + Sweet Potatoes = Christmas Time Math &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099263-2905546856400485096?l=darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com/feeds/2905546856400485096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34099263&amp;postID=2905546856400485096&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099263/posts/default/2905546856400485096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099263/posts/default/2905546856400485096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com/2006/12/days-of-our-lives-brought-you-by.html' title='Days of Our Lives, Brought you by...'/><author><name>darci ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01289726626137418643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/darcis/lilhelmet_croppedweb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099263.post-4998644826707329078</id><published>2006-12-10T13:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T13:57:44.075-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Darcy Failure</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sadly, "Darcy" is getting her ass kicked on the the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nbc.com/Days_of_our_Lives/features/hopes_baby/hopes_baby.shtml"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Days of Our Lives naming contest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.   I'm losing to "RORI?" - that is pretty pathetic. My roommate Amy just sent out an email to a bunch of friends to try and breath life into the cause :) How fun!  Rori??! Seriously? Sigh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cassidy ~ 29%&lt;br /&gt;Darcy ~ 8%&lt;br /&gt;Rori ~19%&lt;br /&gt;Bridget ~ 18%&lt;br /&gt;Ciara ~ 27%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099263-4998644826707329078?l=darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com/feeds/4998644826707329078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34099263&amp;postID=4998644826707329078&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099263/posts/default/4998644826707329078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099263/posts/default/4998644826707329078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com/2006/12/darcy-failure.html' title='Darcy Failure'/><author><name>darci ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01289726626137418643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/darcis/lilhelmet_croppedweb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099263.post-2912598904403265725</id><published>2006-12-08T19:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T20:22:58.155-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Darci on Days of our Lives!?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Among the many scars of my childhood, one major one is that "Darci" was not a common or cool name. There were never any pencils with "darci" on them and when all the other kids had personalized mini-license plates for their bikes - Will, Matt, Katie, or Chuck, I had "Hello" or "Let's Go!" To be fair, the lack of availability of Darci paraphernalia wasn't enough on its own to induce shame and embarrasement. A major contributing factor is the reality that my mom got the big idea for my name at... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;a bowling alley&lt;/span&gt;. YEA THAT'S RIGHT! I SAID IT! A BOWLING ALLEY... apparently while swishing up and down the lanes in 70's bell bottoms and mu-mu's my mom noticed the name "Darci" on some screen and thought - that's it! that's the one I want.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Anyways, I degress - the point of this story is that together WE can change the future for some Darci out there, making sure that next time Honey Comb offers license plates her name is available. Making sure that she TOO can write notes to her friends with a personalized pencil. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How you ask??!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; If you're reading this please, all you have to do is go to a website &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and vote for Darcy. Yes the classic soap opera &lt;strong&gt;Days of Our Lives&lt;/strong&gt; is providing the opportunity for viewers to name the baby "Hope Brady" will have. This would be SO awesome, for so many reasons. We all know that more Darci's in pop culture improves our status in society&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.**&lt;/span&gt; Plus, we all know Darcy is WAY better than Rori or Ciara. Ok I kind of like Cassidy, but come on DARCY. VOTE FOR DARCY. Please, pretty please?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.nbc.com/Days_of_our_Lives/features/hopes_baby/hopes_baby.shtml"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://www.nbc.com/Days_of_our_Lives/features/hopes_baby/hopes_baby.shtml&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;on the good side, my dad's alternative was Sarah Delight. Sarah Delight? Seriously? Porn star would have been my destiny. And yes, for the record - &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;today I certainly appreciate the fact that I'm not 1 of 200 Jennifer's at my company or in my class, but it sucked in 4th grade. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;** &lt;/span&gt;OK days of our lives @ pop culture is totally debatable, but you know what I mean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099263-2912598904403265725?l=darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com/feeds/2912598904403265725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34099263&amp;postID=2912598904403265725&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099263/posts/default/2912598904403265725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099263/posts/default/2912598904403265725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com/2006/12/darci-on-days-of-our-lives.html' title='Darci on Days of our Lives!?!'/><author><name>darci ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01289726626137418643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/darcis/lilhelmet_croppedweb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099263.post-116484952504885176</id><published>2006-11-29T16:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T17:25:16.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>thank you ginormous eagle!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm a liberal; I hate GW and am generally against our "work" in Iraq, but hey my brother's over there along with several other young men who share his love of guns, Pabst beer, and rice krispy treats. So with that I applaud the &lt;a href="http://www.letssaythanks.com"&gt;www.letssaythanks.com&lt;/a&gt; campaign by Xerox, not only because I'm cheap (it's free) and lazy (you do it online), but because I certainly would not do well in fatigues or sleeping so near sand (so regularly, oh and sober). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Basically you chose a design, enter your name, town, pick one of several pre-written messages, and Xerox will send one of the kid-designed cards to a soldier in Iraq. The real brilliance here is the &lt;strong&gt;AWESOME&lt;/strong&gt; designs. Nothing says thanks more than:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;a GIANT man-eating EAGLE, 10x the size of a black-hawk helicopter, sitting under a banner proclaiming " US Soilders ROCK!!!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;a kitten, peeking out from an American flag blanket to say thank you. Awwwwww...* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;an alien statue of liberty being peppered by a giant baseball and apple pie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6266/3707/1600/627794/soilder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6266/3707/200/404136/soilder.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Personally, I think I'm going with giant eagle - he looks pissed, the fact that soldiers is mis-spelled &lt;em&gt;soil&lt;/em&gt;ders is awesome on a number of levels, and who can argue with THREE exclamation points!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*I think my brother killed small animals in high school, but whatever. He's my step-brother, what can a sister do. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099263-116484952504885176?l=darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com/feeds/116484952504885176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34099263&amp;postID=116484952504885176&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099263/posts/default/116484952504885176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099263/posts/default/116484952504885176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com/2006/11/thank-you-ginormous-eagle.html' title='thank you ginormous eagle!'/><author><name>darci ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01289726626137418643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/darcis/lilhelmet_croppedweb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099263.post-116477031575538078</id><published>2006-11-28T18:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T21:43:55.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Professor Jones? Blink Blink</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So last Tuesday in anatomy lab, Ursala was on a vacation so we got a treat: a sub. Not any sub -- what had to be the Indiana Jones of biology. A cute young lad who is a professional biologist and teaching as a "hobby" for the first time this term. I was immediately twitterpated. My lab friends were so entertained with me, egging me on, calling him over to ask questions. Ah yes - Professor Martin was totally my type (even shaved). &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6266/3707/1600/757431/indiana3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6266/3707/200/983219/indiana3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Damn it, he's only teaching Biology 101 next term. My study buddies claim sparks and think I should email him??!! What - this is crazy talk! What would I say? "Did you find a notebook in class?...I loved your lecture on placenta development, can I buy you a coffee?" Really!!? Come on. I only saw the man for two hours... but it does sound kind of fun, eh? :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So to you my creative and obviously socially advanced friends, I offer this challenge - give me good enough&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; content and I'll email Professor Martin and report back word for word, copy/paste all communications and responses.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;and by good enough I don't mean, "What is PCC's policy on getting naked with student's?" or "I was wondering if I could show you my human anatomy." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099263-116477031575538078?l=darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com/feeds/116477031575538078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34099263&amp;postID=116477031575538078&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099263/posts/default/116477031575538078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099263/posts/default/116477031575538078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com/2006/11/professor-jones-blink-blink.html' title='Professor Jones? Blink Blink'/><author><name>darci ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01289726626137418643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/darcis/lilhelmet_croppedweb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099263.post-116461375457730501</id><published>2006-11-26T23:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T23:49:14.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloggers Block</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Is silence better than boring ramblings? I'm torn on this, but thought I'd drop a hello for those that preferred the later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A traditional "snow advisory," is on for Portland tonight, which of course means we'll get no snow, but the kid in me can't help but get a little excited. The bad thing about this if our dreams come true... all I have to eat in the house.. once again = cheez-its &amp; apples. I just got back from Palm Springs and haven't been to the store. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I got back midterm grades and as expected, the anatomy test score plummeted. I knew it was coming, but I hated seeing it on paper. :( this means I'm going to have to put in some work to maintain my "A" (Don't mock me! It's not all about being a perfectionist, it's competitive!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Aren't old pictures the coolest?! I got my grandma and mom to round up some pictures for me. &lt;strong&gt;I love them.&lt;/strong&gt; I've got stuff dating back to 1929. Amazing. It almost makes me dislike the digital camera.   Check out my grandma, ain't she the coolest&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6266/3707/1600/826708/mae.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6266/3707/200/327638/mae.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - and apparently this is our genetic waistline possibility before TiVO and cheez-its. I think Grandma Mae could give Audrey Hepburn a run for her money. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099263-116461375457730501?l=darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com/feeds/116461375457730501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34099263&amp;postID=116461375457730501&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099263/posts/default/116461375457730501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099263/posts/default/116461375457730501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com/2006/11/bloggers-block.html' title='Bloggers Block'/><author><name>darci ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01289726626137418643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/darcis/lilhelmet_croppedweb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099263.post-116338661343587404</id><published>2006-11-12T18:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T22:34:12.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One super power....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Midterms are upon us again. This Thursday is designated torture day - with Anatomy/Physiology midterm #2, A&amp;P lab, then a monster of a nutrition test over 5 chapters. I have no doubt my scores will plummet, but I've accepted that fate. The good thing is, Nutrition pretty much drops off after this midterm since we have a take home final, so "I've got that going for me, which is nice." The entire weekend has been devoted to studying. One window of slack was executed and featured X-Men III. On the heels of that and hot for "Hereos," I'm fantasizing about all the things I could do to ease the stress of the coming 5 days, I'm wondering what super power we would all pick give the choice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I have to assume the green lantern is no-go for all - I mean, afterall what was his gig - a lame ring or something? And the Thing??!! Please, like I don't have enough problems keeping my skin silky soft and those giant claws could not pick up cheez-it's, so NO WAY Jose. I don't have the money to be Batman - I &lt;em&gt;might &lt;/em&gt;be able to cough up a couple hundred bucks to tint my windows, but a tinted windows 2002 Honda Accord wouldn't be a super cool Batmobile. Wonder Woman would be a fantastic choice, but there would be nothing wonderful about me&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6266/3707/1600/superpower.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in that get-up. I think I would have to vote for the ability to "&lt;strong&gt;orb&lt;/strong&gt;," as described by the show "Charmed," moving from place to place in seconds or bringing things to me - sort of a limitless go-go-gadget arm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6266/3707/1600/superpower.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This has nothing to do with my studies, but on the whole could be the most practical power. I'd orb to the refridgerator, upstairs, to work, to class, to bed, to the refrigerator (hmm with the walking to the fridge being my main exercise I guess I should orb myself to the gym now and again). I could orb myself the remote, or the box of cheeze-its, the phone... ahh i'm getting so excited. Plus I could orb myself to Chicago or New Zealand, Austrlia, or Seattle!  If I needed to fight a villian this wouldn't be so useful though. I guess I could orb somewhere and pick up a superhero with a more helpful power. Would that be you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099263-116338661343587404?l=darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com/feeds/116338661343587404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34099263&amp;postID=116338661343587404&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099263/posts/default/116338661343587404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099263/posts/default/116338661343587404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com/2006/11/one-super-power.html' title='One super power....'/><author><name>darci ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01289726626137418643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/darcis/lilhelmet_croppedweb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099263.post-116306277565899581</id><published>2006-11-09T00:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:02:28.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I just can't stand that excessively long myspace survey topping the block and with that I leave you with these quick things:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;If you're a democrat - holy crap it's like Christmas. The Senate, the House, and Rumsfeld steps down. If only Clinton could run for another term or Barack was ready for the big show... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;As some a couple of stocking stuffers, I wanted to note the additional of two new peeps to the Block Buddies list. &lt;a href="http://meaningofloaf.blogspot.com/"&gt;Matt's Meaning of Loaf&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://thegancer.blogspot.com/"&gt;the Gancer&lt;/a&gt; have been two welcome additions to my blog trolling. For a guaranteed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;chuckle, may I also recommend an old-school post - &lt;em&gt;Unnecessary Buttons &lt;/em&gt;from &lt;a href="http://chuckdaddyxpress.blogspot.com/2006/04/unnecessary-buttons.html"&gt;Chuckdaddy &lt;/a&gt;-it's amazing how the little things can be so entertaining. "God bless the Internet"&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; indeed -- 3 gents, who I've never met, who have made me smile many, many times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;can you name the movie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099263-116306277565899581?l=darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com/feeds/116306277565899581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34099263&amp;postID=116306277565899581&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099263/posts/default/116306277565899581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099263/posts/default/116306277565899581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com/2006/11/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>darci ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01289726626137418643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/darcis/lilhelmet_croppedweb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099263.post-116289205674278763</id><published>2006-11-07T00:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T01:43:29.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MySpace Survey #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Some of you may remember my first &lt;a href="http://darci1531.spaces.live.com/?_c11_BlogPart_n=1&amp;_c11_BlogPart_handle=cns!CE48CEF7B47F0294!691&amp;amp;_c11_BlogPart_FullView=1&amp;amp;_c=BlogPart"&gt;assault &lt;/a&gt;on a typical myspace survey. I'm feeling pent up sarcasm and mockery so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; tonight for your entertainment and my therapy I've attacked the most recent mySpace survey making its way around the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;1. Who would you want to be tied to for 24 hours?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Wow, I didn't think these survey's could go any lower - I stand corrected. For 24 hours I would want to be tied to Zach Braff, Matthew Fox, or David Duchovny, in front of television with porn playing for extended periods of time, each 2 hours pausing with a showing of showings of the Empire Strikes Back, Indiana Jones, or the Mummy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;2. Who do you blame for your mood today?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who I blame everyday - my mother, my father, my professors, my co-workers, my boss. Obviously, anyone by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;3. Have you ever seen a dead body?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hundreds of them, I was really into CSI for a stint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;4. What should we do with stupid people?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throw them in giant human-sized hamster balls with another person and make them read myspace survey's to each other all day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;5. How long do you think you will live?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What time is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;6. What was the first thing you did this morning?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untied the boy next to me and pushed pause on the video tape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;7. The color of carpet in your bedroom?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you like to try out this cool new human-sized hamster ball?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;8. Do you have a trampoline?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God damn, I hate you kids today. Go do some homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;9. Last person you went out to dinner with?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, no on the homework thing, how about a little exercise?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;10. Are you spoiled?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spoiled in the same way milk left too long in the fridge is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;11. Do you drink lots of water?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have stuffed animals in the back window of your car? I hate you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;12. What toothpaste do you use?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you heard that new Beyonce song Irreplaceable? I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;13. How do you vent your anger?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hit things. Where do you live?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;14. The last compliment you received?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never seen anyone eat so many cheeze-its!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;15. The funniest thing that you witnessed today?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your momma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;16. Are you silly?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a rabbit. Wait, what was the question?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;17. Is/are your best friend(s) a virgin?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA LOL HAHAH LOL HAHAH LOL. HAHA LOL. I'm sorry what, I lost my place when the blood stopped going to my brain from excessive laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;18. What theme does your room have?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theme? Theme? Holy crap, I can't believe there are 15 more questions or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;20. Are you a mama's bitch or a daddy's girl?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, this one is so easy. I'm so my momma's bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;21. Would you ever join the military?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When satan pokes me in the ass and the pigs fly direct out of it and then suddenly freeze from frostbite. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;22. The last website you visited?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogger.com - bee-yach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;23. Who was the last person you took a picture with?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does video count, because if yes I'd have to refer to this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;24. What was the last show you've been to?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show? What are you my grandma - is it 1932, picture show? The Departed, you worthless piece of human flesh. Why don't you just donate your organs now to science.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;25. Last person you went to the movies with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;If I ignore you will go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;26. The last person you stared at?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't your momma teach you anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;27. Number of layers on your bed?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layers? What does this mean? Am I missing some new cool young trend to have multiple layers on your bed. We're you so desperate to hit 35 questions you have to find the dumbest possible question ever. You've done it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;28. Is anything alive in your room?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure. Hiding somewhere in my bed "layers."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;29. Today, would you rather go back a week or go forward a week?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh lord, backwards, anything to push the ensuring 31st birthday back would be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;31. What is your current goal to acheive?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finish this survey without killing myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;32. How is your hair right now?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Super, thanks for asking." You are soooo 15, one glorious day you'll really stop caring how your hair looks. Ahhh... the liberation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;33. What is your current worry?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the future of America -- our future legislative measures will be presented in the form of myspace surveys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;34. Do you have plans for spring break?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be shedding all my possessions and trecking across Africa with a tall dark man who only makes klick-klacking sounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;35. Why did you do this survey?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because mocking you brings great joy to my life and hopefully cracks a smile for my 5 awesomely funny, witty, and wonderful readers. You really didn't provide me with any great questions tho, so thanks for nothing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;** ok, wow, that was so hellish long - I tried the whole, "just cut and paste and don't really look at it first" idea. what a mistake. I felt vested at a certain point and couldn't turn back. thanks for hanging in there.**&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099263-116289205674278763?l=darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com/feeds/116289205674278763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34099263&amp;postID=116289205674278763&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099263/posts/default/116289205674278763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099263/posts/default/116289205674278763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com/2006/11/myspace-survey-2.html' title='MySpace Survey #2'/><author><name>darci ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01289726626137418643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/darcis/lilhelmet_croppedweb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099263.post-116240898016589607</id><published>2006-11-01T11:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T11:29:02.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And you thought Under Siege was bad...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My roommate &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/leavitta"&gt;Amy&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;who is regularly on the cutting edge - whether it's jewerly, fashion, electronics or music, passed along this gem: &lt;a href="http://www.agonybooth.com/agonizer/article.asp?Id=0000006"&gt;http://www.agonybooth.com/agonizer/article.asp?Id=0000006&lt;/a&gt; People this is the funniest thing I've read in a long time. It's an excessively long rant about the awfulness of Steven Segal new energy drinks. "ROUND 1: ASIAN EXPERIENCE -- SUMMARY: Fruit-flavored genocide in a can." .... "ROUND 2: CHERRY CHARGE -- SUMMARY: Why is God punishing me?" You must read this. An attempts at being funny or entertaining today on the block have been trumped, I yield. *Enjoy* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Ps. I think I just ate my daily intake of Vitamin A via Cheddar Jack Cheez-It's. As each serving has 2% of the recommended daily dose... you do the math.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099263-116240898016589607?l=darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com/feeds/116240898016589607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34099263&amp;postID=116240898016589607&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099263/posts/default/116240898016589607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099263/posts/default/116240898016589607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com/2006/11/and-you-thought-under-siege-was-bad.html' title='And you thought Under Siege was bad...'/><author><name>darci ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01289726626137418643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/darcis/lilhelmet_croppedweb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099263.post-116193357757094396</id><published>2006-10-26T23:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T00:19:37.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yes please</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6266/3707/200/statham.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Catching up on email and blog reading tonight I took in a little Jason Statham courtesy of &lt;em&gt;The Transporter&lt;/em&gt;. Reporting on this required wiping the drool off my keyboard. I'd watch an informerical if Jason Statham starred in it. After the good fight scenes were over and I moved on, I then found myself stopping &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6266/3707/1600/duchovny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6266/3707/200/duchovny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;at an old X-file episode with a tired and worn down Mulder that got me all excited. This made me realize, I have a clear man MO. In addition to my myraid of completely amazing selling points as girlfriend&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; any guy dating me would be encouraged to go a few days without shaving and when it came time for a receding hairline &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6266/3707/1600/fox.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;or a little balding ... break out the wine baby - game on! For interested applications, while ignoring shaving and your hair, please feel free to dress down, carry a moderately sad or intense demeanor and just generally look a little tired.  &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6266/3707/1600/fox.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6266/3707/200/fox.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* including features such as:  love and respect of movies such as the Godfather, Scarface, Gladiator and Braveheart, I'd never give you shit for playing video games - more likely it would be like, "go left, go left! hide behind that container and use the scope,"  love to cook, i have never used the words "i'm too tired," or "i have a headache," am anti-tofu, love a good steak, think watching Beaches is torture.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099263-116193357757094396?l=darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com/feeds/116193357757094396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34099263&amp;postID=116193357757094396&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099263/posts/default/116193357757094396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099263/posts/default/116193357757094396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com/2006/10/yes-please.html' title='yes please'/><author><name>darci ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01289726626137418643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/darcis/lilhelmet_croppedweb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099263.post-116174015405142451</id><published>2006-10-24T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T18:35:54.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random things</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Things are still busy - I've barely left the house (!) so a few random thoughts and updates in lieu of a more thoughtful post:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sunday night I saw &lt;a href="http://thedeparted.warnerbros.com/"&gt;The Departed &lt;/a&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;wow&lt;/strong&gt;, a very well made movie - albeit violent. I don't know the last time I've seen so many shots to the head. Jack Nicholson was awesome and deserves &lt;em&gt;at least &lt;/em&gt;an Oscar nomination. If you can stand several point blank skull shots I would highly recommend this movie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The academic torture continues - Thursday = an anatomy lab test, lecture quiz, plus the bonus of a nutrition midterm. I underestimated nutrition, I admit it. Damn if they're not getting all scientific about food molecular structures and breakdown. My resolution this Friday will not to be a complete and total geek for at least a week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;On the positive side, results in from my first Anatomy &amp; Physiology midterm - things went well. According to the test score I should be able to address 98% of your questions on the respiratory and digestive systems. yea, yea - I know I'm a nerd, but hard things are on tap with metabolism and reproductive systems, and I like the option of casually walking into the final.  This strategy is based in my historic record of tanking the lab comprehensive final... so I'm taking the low-hanging points where I can people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Want a place to design your cool pumpkin before cutting in - &lt;a href="http://www.cubpack81.com/images/carve_pumpkin.swf"&gt;this site&lt;/a&gt; is funny (if you've got the maturity of a 12-year old, which I do, so of course i like it). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I have a confession to make... I play the Sims. It's so mildly addicting. "Jane," hasn't gotten too much love this week, but stayed tuned for further adventures -- will Hector accept my advances in the hot-tub? Will I ever paint anyone but my best friend Felicity? Should I invite my nemesis, Torin, to the party - if only to get in a fight or blackmail him? All questions to ponder... after Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099263-116174015405142451?l=darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com/feeds/116174015405142451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34099263&amp;postID=116174015405142451&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099263/posts/default/116174015405142451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099263/posts/default/116174015405142451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com/2006/10/random-things.html' title='Random things'/><author><name>darci ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01289726626137418643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/darcis/lilhelmet_croppedweb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099263.post-116123629630092117</id><published>2006-10-18T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T22:38:16.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Does a bear poop in the woods?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6266/3707/1600/bear%20poop.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6266/3707/200/bear%20poop.0.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Is anyone else slightly offended and grossed out by these damn Charmin commercials. You know the one's that feature a family of bears - bears who hide behind trees to do their duty, actually show stress and work in their facial expressions, and my personal favorite rub up and down the tree as a precursor to the job. I've had it with the Charmin bears (who have their own &lt;a href="http://www.charmin.com/en_us/pages/funfacts_meetb.shtml"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;). Papa bear, "Leonard," is even noted for his "cha-cha-cha Charmin butt wiggle dance, and apparently baby bear Bill has a favorite food of gummy bears - which is just not right. I'm not saying I envy Charmin - how the hell do you market toilet paper. I don't know, but pooping bears don't do it for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099263-116123629630092117?l=darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com/feeds/116123629630092117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34099263&amp;postID=116123629630092117&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099263/posts/default/116123629630092117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099263/posts/default/116123629630092117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com/2006/10/does-bear-poop-in-woods.html' title='Does a bear poop in the woods?'/><author><name>darci ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01289726626137418643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/darcis/lilhelmet_croppedweb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099263.post-116113998782953556</id><published>2006-10-17T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T20:01:58.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Midterm Report</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6266/3707/1600/witch_ursula.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well as expected, Ursala - the sea witch dealt out a whopper of a first Anatomy &amp; Physiology 3 midterm. A whole different beast than my previous instructor, who if we were going to draw Disney cartoon analogies might be more like Jaffar. With essay questions and fill-in, I suspect we'll be in suspense until next week to get the news. [Jaffar would have it back the next class period - damn you Ursala.]  You likely don't really care, but since it's dominated the last five days it seemed necessary to report in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm just finished watching &lt;a href="http://www.nbc.com/Heroes/"&gt;Hereos&lt;/a&gt;, which I had to tivo last night for pancreatic juices.  It was good one! Finally things are starting to move - the first three episodes while necessary background did drag on a bit.  I've never been a comic book kid, but I suspect anyone who is will dig this show.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099263-116113998782953556?l=darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com/feeds/116113998782953556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34099263&amp;postID=116113998782953556&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099263/posts/default/116113998782953556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099263/posts/default/116113998782953556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darcifromtheblock.blogspot.com/2006/10/midterm-report.html' title='Midterm Report'/><author><name>darci ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01289726626137418643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/darcis/lilhelmet_croppedweb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099263.post-116089398648213442</id><published>2006-10-14T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T00:35:30.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To all the songs I've loved before.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Welcome to the inaugural post at new blog spot! I'm focused on studying the respiratory and digestive system for a Tuesday midterm so will have to take inspiration where I can. I'll spare you any details on alveoli or pancreatic juices and instead provide you with a list of long lost forgotten, but well loved songs. (Listening to itunes "party shuffle" for about 12 hours uncovered some real gems hiding in the library.) Here are 9 off-the-radar&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;random songs heard tonight during my studies that I will love for eternity:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Forever in blue jeans&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/strong&gt;Neil Diamond. "Money talks, but it don't sing and dance and it don't walk," true dat Neil! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Africa&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/strong&gt;Toto. The equivalent of musical crack. I just can't help myself with the melodic climax, "Hurry boy it's waiting there for you... there's nothing that hundred men or more could ever do. I bless the rains down in Africccccccaaaa." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;My Destiny&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt; Lionel Richie. If hell ever freezes over and I get married, this one will be spinning at the reception. "You came in - just what much little heart was looking for," awwwwwww. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;China Girl&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt; David Bowie. God knows why, it's David Bowie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;I knew you were waiting for me&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt; George Michael &amp;amp; Aretha Franklin. OK in reality, I can probably only love this song for eternity if my intake is limited to an annual listen. It is just so jazzy and there are so many fun easter egg "mmmmm," "yeaaa," and "I know you did!" I have to sing along to. Who's the brave producer that thought up this duo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Goodbye Stranger&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt; Supertramp. Because who doesn't love a song about the joy and freedom of being a womanizing man-slut with no regrets!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Holding out for a Hero&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/strong&gt;Bonnie Tyler. Likely on the list because I listen to songs like Goodbye Stranger....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Wind&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt; Cat Stevens. Ahhh, it's like a breath of fresh air. Very zen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Big Poppa&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/strong&gt;Notorious B.I.G. Because of its pure and important anti-violence/anti-gang message, "If you got a gun in your waist please don't shoot up the place... why?? ... cause I see some ladies tonight who should be having my baby, baay-bee." Seriously, doesn't getting laid trump revenge and hate??!! 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