<?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-11667181</id><updated>2011-07-26T22:58:48.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Girl's Opinion</title><subtitle type='html'>Random opinions on the world around us...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>64</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-114391056670132322</id><published>2006-04-01T08:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T08:56:06.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY SINCERE APOLOGIES</title><content type='html'>I have just been made aware that people are actually reading this and to you, dedicated readers, I sincerely apologize for not updating.... I could go through all the reasons that I've been MIA, but instead of making excuses, I'll just apologize.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo... if you're still reading... post a comment, that way I know you're there, 'cause right now, the only thing I see is a guy offering me free porn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I could post for my own amusement, but it's much nicer to have an audience.... isn't it always.... but of course, as always, that's just one girl's opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, I'm at work right now, so I can't go in to details about all the time I've lost watching tv... I'll drop you a post either later today or tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with much love and appreciation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-rebecca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-114391056670132322?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/114391056670132322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=114391056670132322' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/114391056670132322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/114391056670132322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-sincere-apologies.html' title='MY SINCERE APOLOGIES'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-114028399992247024</id><published>2006-02-18T09:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T09:33:19.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NICK LACHEY WANTS HIS JEWLERY BACK</title><content type='html'>yep.. Nick is asking for cash and gifts from that "girl goes Hollywood"  Jessica Simpson.  I say good for him.  She never would have rocketed to stardom if she hadn't done "Newlyweds" with him. She still would be #3 to Britney and Christina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now she just shops and gets photographed by the paparazzi.  You have Nick to thank for that you little vixen, you.  (p.s.  your religion told you to wait to have sex before marriage.... what does it say about divorce?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So give him some money.... lord knows he won't be spending it like it's going out of style... I mean, he probably moved all his own stuff out of your house the same way he moved it all in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, so Drew MAY, have helped, but he's been busy dancin' his pants off...... oh yeah, and way to go Nick for supporting your bro.  You rule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look me up,&lt;br /&gt;rebecca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-114028399992247024?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/114028399992247024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=114028399992247024' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/114028399992247024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/114028399992247024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2006/02/nick-lachey-wants-his-jewlery-back.html' title='NICK LACHEY WANTS HIS JEWLERY BACK'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-114028349634281373</id><published>2006-02-18T09:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T09:24:56.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOST... IS HE?</title><content type='html'>Is he an other or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please discuss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-rebecca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-114028349634281373?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/114028349634281373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=114028349634281373' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/114028349634281373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/114028349634281373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2006/02/lost-is-he.html' title='LOST... IS HE?'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-114028345252629624</id><published>2006-02-18T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T09:24:12.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOCAL BOY IS WICKED PISSAH</title><content type='html'>In case you haven't heard the news yet..... Seth Wescott won the very first Snowboard Cross gold medal in Olympic history!  Yeah Seth!  As a fellow Sugarloafer... just wanted to extend my sincere congratulations... not like you'll ever read this, but none-the-less, we're all super proud of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank g-d, you aren't Lindsey Jacobellis 'cause then we'd have to turn our backs on you and never go to the Rack again for being so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way to make us all proud......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sugarloaf Makes Me Happy,&lt;br /&gt;rebecca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-114028345252629624?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/114028345252629624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=114028345252629624' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/114028345252629624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/114028345252629624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2006/02/local-boy-is-wicked-pissah.html' title='LOCAL BOY IS WICKED PISSAH'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-114028320946302591</id><published>2006-02-18T09:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T09:20:09.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CRIMINAL TWINS</title><content type='html'>HAH!  Those stupid twins I hate so much from American Idol got booted for all kinds of criminal behavior.  I love it.  I hope they go to jail and someone makes them their girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And two of my longshots have made it through to the next round....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-rebecca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-114028320946302591?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/114028320946302591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=114028320946302591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/114028320946302591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/114028320946302591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2006/02/criminal-twins.html' title='CRIMINAL TWINS'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-114028312448446211</id><published>2006-02-18T09:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T09:18:44.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GRAMMY'S</title><content type='html'>I know, I know... old news..... and since I forgot to really write about it, I'm not gonna rehash everything now.... just wanted to point out that Randy Jackson of American Idol fame, and Chicago of course, was playing with the band for the "Sly and the Famile Stone" tribute... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anybody catch that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;singing a diddy,&lt;br /&gt;rebecca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-114028312448446211?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/114028312448446211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=114028312448446211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/114028312448446211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/114028312448446211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2006/02/grammys.html' title='GRAMMY&apos;S'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-114028302397858942</id><published>2006-02-18T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T09:17:03.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SAD MONKEY</title><content type='html'>So, regular readers know that I have a really weird work schedule.... work at night, sleep during the day.  So most people know not to call me after 4:00..... especially my co-workers.  So imagine my suprise when I got a call from Kara who works these loopy hours too in the late afternoon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I understand why she broke from protocol..... "Love Monkey" has been cancelled and she wanted to let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the??!  It's the smartest, most well written, interesting new show on TV and they cancelled it???!  I just can't take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what.... I'm going to &lt;a href="http://www.cbs.com"&gt;www.cbs.com&lt;/a&gt; to lodge a complaint right now.  Join me if you will....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a blankie,&lt;br /&gt;rebecca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-114028302397858942?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/114028302397858942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=114028302397858942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/114028302397858942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/114028302397858942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2006/02/sad-monkey.html' title='SAD MONKEY'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-113948919541520290</id><published>2006-02-09T04:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T04:53:37.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TRICKS FOR THE SEASON</title><content type='html'>Ok, so finally there's some snow in the forecast, maybe, if the wind is just right and all that jazz... but it's possible there'll be a big storm this weekend (and my first solo "storm center" ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. Go figure. Snow in Maine in February.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've set forth a goal for myself on my snowboard..... 2 very simple tricks, lookin' rad by the end of the season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The Method.... basically, it's going over a jump, grabbing the board above the front foot and kicking the board out so anyone facing the jump would see the whole bottom sheet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Indy Front Side Grab..... hitting the jump and grabbing the board between the feet with the right hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, pretty standard, pretty easy.... but they look good and it should be attainable. Who knows, maybe I'll pull it off with a little panache and then I'll be spinning too... we'll see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep you posted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting for the snow to fall&lt;br /&gt;-rebecca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-113948919541520290?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/113948919541520290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=113948919541520290' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113948919541520290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113948919541520290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2006/02/tricks-for-season.html' title='TRICKS FOR THE SEASON'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-113948780127751562</id><published>2006-02-09T04:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T04:23:21.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SKATING WITH CELEBRITIES</title><content type='html'>ok, so I've already revealed that I'm a total sap... but don't you just love Bruce Jenner and Tai Bablonia (sp?)???! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, he's just so dorky, but SOOOOO driven.  That's a no-joke Olympic athlete for ya.  And she's just so beautiful, still... and having a great time doing this show.  I just love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know they aren't gonna take the whole thing, and now with those annoying losers Kerrigan and Coulier gone, they're probably next on the chopping block.  It's so sad.  They should get their own show... I'd watch it.  And so would my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why didn't anyone come up with this sooner?  Oh wait, they did.  Stars on Ice... heh..heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now the only thing a girl can hope for is that Fox picks up a version of this... Bad Guys on Ice... featuring Tonya Harding and 50 cent..... and Oksana Bayu and Collin Farrell....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh... good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-rebecca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-113948780127751562?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/113948780127751562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=113948780127751562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113948780127751562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113948780127751562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2006/02/skating-with-celebrities.html' title='SKATING WITH CELEBRITIES'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-113948746716019663</id><published>2006-02-09T04:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T04:17:47.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RWRW BLAH BLAH BLAH</title><content type='html'>I hate to say it, as I've been an ardent follower since day one, but the Gauntlet is boring.  There it's out in the universe.  I've put it out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sad about it... really.  But, well, it's boring.  Maybe I'm getting old, maybe they're getting stale, but whatever it is... it's boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna try and stick it out for this season... at least we get to see hottie Alton all the time since he's team captain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, big suprise... Beth's only friend and the oldest guy within 100 feet of this show got booted this week.  See ya' Syrus.  You're a good guy, but later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please let there be a super scary challenge or some serious drama...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'member when Julie tried to kill Veronica?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yearning for the good 'ol days&lt;br /&gt;-rebecca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-113948746716019663?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/113948746716019663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=113948746716019663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113948746716019663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113948746716019663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2006/02/rwrw-blah-blah-blah.html' title='RWRW BLAH BLAH BLAH'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-113948720089198563</id><published>2006-02-09T04:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T04:13:20.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVING THE MONKEY</title><content type='html'>BEST NEW SHOW.... seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Love Monkey and you should too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great writing.  Great stories.  Great cameos.  And of course, what the whole show hinges on, great music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thrilled that it's an hour long. I just can't get enough of the show.  .  In fact, I am gonna go check out the website and get some info on the music as soon as I'm done here.  You should too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cbs.com/primetime/love_monkey/"&gt;http://www.cbs.com/primetime/love_monkey/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, this week's episode featured "Arlene's Grocery" a venue in New York where my friends play all the time.... you should check them out too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.southern.com/southern/band/DARED/"&gt;http://www.southern.com/southern/band/DARED/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope that CBS advertises this show a TON during Survivor.... this show NEEDS to be put out there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovin' monkey&lt;br /&gt;-rebecca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-113948720089198563?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/113948720089198563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=113948720089198563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113948720089198563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113948720089198563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2006/02/loving-monkey.html' title='LOVING THE MONKEY'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-113948663421571186</id><published>2006-02-09T03:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T04:03:54.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SUCH A SAP</title><content type='html'>OK, here it is... an out and out confession.  I get teary eyed when I watch American Idol.  Seriously... not all the time, but some contestants really tug at my heart strings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This season, there are three of them... so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  The Cryin' Cowboy.... he's just so sweet and so sincere.... I know that he won't go very far.  I almost feel like he got to Hollywood by virtue of the fact that he's never been on a plane and Paula just wanted him to experience some new stuff.... yet, I still can't help rooting for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  The Little Boy.... there's this really young kid who sang Josh Groban's "You Raise me Up" in the auditions... I got teary eyed as soon as he began to warble... he's just so young and so cute and so talented.  Again, I'm not sure he'll go very far... but he has a better shot than the Cowboy and again, I'm rootin' for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  The Adoptive Father.... he's that kinda' rocker guy with soul and during his audition, his wife told us how he deserved to go to Hollywood 'cause this is his dream and he's given up a lot to be a great father to her 2 kids.  He's got talent and I love the back story.  It made me so happy when he kicked ass in the first episode of Hollywood week.  He has the best shot out of my sob stories, but I certainly don't think he'll run away with the title....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, there's always people to dislike.... right now, for me, it's the twins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, you guys aren't even gonna make it past Hollywood and you're talking all kinds of smack about how the people put through to the next round are so terrible.  Screw you and your superiority.... I can't wait for you to get cut so we don't have to listen to your stupid tangents any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with glistening eyes,&lt;br /&gt;-rebecca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-113948663421571186?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/113948663421571186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=113948663421571186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113948663421571186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113948663421571186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2006/02/such-sap.html' title='SUCH A SAP'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-113948608369458811</id><published>2006-02-09T03:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T03:54:43.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CODE BLACK!</title><content type='html'>Ok, anyone who watches Grey's Anatomy or watched the Superbowl, knows that I'm referring to this past week's episode.... awesome as ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, Code Black in my world is when the Superbowl runs late and my DVR doesn't record an entire show... yep.  I missed the ending.  I'm guessing things worked out, but it would've been nice to see how it all wrapped up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wicked bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coding-&lt;br /&gt;rebecca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-113948608369458811?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/113948608369458811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=113948608369458811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113948608369458811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113948608369458811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2006/02/code-black.html' title='CODE BLACK!'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-113897003848362190</id><published>2006-02-03T04:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T04:33:58.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BUMMER</title><content type='html'>So, I DVR'd 'Survivor' last night and watched it while I got ready for work at 2:00am..... Hopefully it'll be a good season.... it didn't really start off with any big bangs.... 4 tribes, separated by age and gender.... and oooooh...... exile island.  hmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I am totally bummed about Lumberjack Tina being booted so quickly.  She coulda' been good fun.  That stupid big boobed chick shoulda' gone.  Scared of leaves?  What?  And those boobs of hers are really gonna get in the way in challenges.... note to you lady, I hope you brought a sports bra and aren't gonna be runnin' around in your bathing suit all season. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-rebecca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-113897003848362190?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/113897003848362190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=113897003848362190' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113897003848362190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113897003848362190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2006/02/bummer.html' title='BUMMER'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-113888550135061002</id><published>2006-02-02T04:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T05:13:52.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CELEBRITY GOSSIP</title><content type='html'>Britney's gonna be on "Will and Grace" later this season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick Lachey has a new girlfriend.... a former Miss Kentucky..... or something like that... good for him. He was way too good for that Jessica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rumor has it that Zach Braff and Mandy Moore are getting married. I don't think he realizes he hasn't met me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone talks about the Olsen twins, but poor, sweet little Stephanie Tanner was hooked on Meth. That's awesome. Now when are we gonna see Mary-Kate in Playboy? You know, she's the one that'll do it.... body issues and all... the other one has too much money and sanity to bother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Stewart's movie "Wordplay" was sold at Sundance. Can't wait to see it. Something about the New York Times' crossword puzzles and the wordsmiths who create it. Move over Soduku, crosswords are in again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin Timberlake's movie that debuted at Sundance is called Alpha Dog.... ahhh.... Justin Timberlake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally, there's a picture floating around of Lindsay Lohan looking smokin' in a black dress with black hair... totally dig it, you dirty girl. While, I'm still partial to your red hair, you're lookin' hot these days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-113888550135061002?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/113888550135061002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=113888550135061002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113888550135061002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113888550135061002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2006/02/celebrity-gossip.html' title='CELEBRITY GOSSIP'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-113888258149016153</id><published>2006-02-02T04:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T04:16:21.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OH NO ANOTHER ONE</title><content type='html'>Survivor starts tonight... and we've got a Mainer castaway.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am definitely gonna have to drop a show to fit this one in...hmmmm..... decisions, decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;addicted,&lt;br /&gt;rebecca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-113888258149016153?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/113888258149016153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=113888258149016153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113888258149016153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113888258149016153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2006/02/oh-no-another-one.html' title='OH NO ANOTHER ONE'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-113888103973583816</id><published>2006-02-02T03:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T03:53:41.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BEST NEWS EVER</title><content type='html'>I just switched shifts with a co-worker to help her get to a wedding and while it helps her out, it totally hooks me up! I'm gonna have a WHOLE WEEKEND off , yeah, I said it, A WEEKEND plus my regular days off in mid-March. Yeah, the week before will be a killer week, but how freakin' sweet is that. oh my g-d. I'll have like a week's vacation without taking vacation time. Ahhh... life is so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missing the weekends,&lt;br /&gt;rebecca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-113888103973583816?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/113888103973583816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=113888103973583816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113888103973583816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113888103973583816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2006/02/best-news-ever.html' title='BEST NEWS EVER'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-113888044499470047</id><published>2006-02-02T03:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T03:55:16.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE ARISTOCRATS</title><content type='html'>the movie....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally gross, totall repulsive, but awesomely funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the mime... he's the nastiest 'cause he's so graphic, but probably the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-rebecca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-113888044499470047?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/113888044499470047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=113888044499470047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113888044499470047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113888044499470047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2006/02/aristocrats.html' title='THE ARISTOCRATS'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-113888035337048765</id><published>2006-02-02T03:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T03:39:13.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BEST BLEU CHEESE</title><content type='html'>Tufulio's in Carabassett Valley has the best bleu cheese in the entire world.  Period.  End of story.  People should come to Maine just for that.  I'm not even kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and while I'm plugging..... D'Ellie's at Sugarloaf makes a mean sandwich...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared opinion, I swear,&lt;br /&gt;Rebecca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-113888035337048765?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/113888035337048765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=113888035337048765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113888035337048765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113888035337048765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2006/02/best-bleu-cheese.html' title='BEST BLEU CHEESE'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-113887973307470035</id><published>2006-02-02T03:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T03:32:07.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NO PAIN NO GAIN</title><content type='html'>ahh... I am remarkably sore today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally got some snow up at the mountain and I rode like a champ. Yeah, I said it. I rode like a champ. Finally got on some of the more difficult trails that I haven't hit yet this season with all the ice and rain we've been having and I shredded 'em. It was stellar. EVERYONE was loving the mountain. And as a bonus, the snow came during the week so the place was empty.... locals got all the freshies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, in addition to my normal soreness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling so good that I decided to take it up a notch and hit the big park..... I did all right on most of the jumps.... landed some, cased some, fell some... but I totally slid the box at the end of the park. Unfortunately I was feeling so good that I took a jump I thought I could handle (and someone told me I could) and must have kneed myself in the face or something, 'cause I bit mouth sides of my tongue and the right side of my jaw is all locked up. Seriously, it hurts to smile and chew and when I close my mouth (insert joke here) my teeth don't line up properly....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is however getting a little better... and like the title, no pain no gain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I freakin' threw air in the big park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snow bunny-ing,&lt;br /&gt;rebecca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-113887973307470035?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/113887973307470035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=113887973307470035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113887973307470035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113887973307470035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2006/02/no-pain-no-gain.html' title='NO PAIN NO GAIN'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-113887939528663651</id><published>2006-02-02T03:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T03:23:15.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SKATING WITH BRUISES</title><content type='html'>I LOVE IT!  I LOVE IT! I LOVE IT! Skating with Celebrities.... ahhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my g-d, I love this show.... especially since there have been falls and injuries during the actual performances.  Not that I'm a violent person, but g-d, the original Buffy with a gash on her chin.... AND she falls on her toe pick.  (heh..heh... good movie TOE PICK!... what the hell was that called?  the Cutting Edge?... hmmm.... but I digress)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm psyched that they're still in the competition 'cause even though it was far from flawless, they definitely look like the real deal.  They are not messing around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I really think they're all awesome (except Deborah Gibson-yes, she likes Deborah now).  I'm glad she's gone.   And even though she made a nice speech, she sucked.  Oh yeah, and it was great when Buffy thought she was going home.  hahahaha  I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But good for all the rest of 'em... one of the most entertaining shows on TV.... I gotta call my mom and make sure she's watching.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breaking out my ice skates,&lt;br /&gt;rebecca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-113887939528663651?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/113887939528663651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=113887939528663651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113887939528663651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113887939528663651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2006/02/skating-with-bruises.html' title='SKATING WITH BRUISES'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-113887901160257979</id><published>2006-02-02T03:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T03:16:51.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DAMN BILLS</title><content type='html'>yeah, so like I've mentioned before, I work ridiculously, crazy, inhuman hours and sometimes I "forget" to pay bills.  So, I woke up this morning (at 1:30) to get to work and tried to squeeze in "American Idol" before I was off to work on real news... and g-d damn it.  My cable has been shut off.  That's like taking a heroin addict's needle away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know when it was shut off.... it was on last night and I know that a whole bunch of my shows from the beginning of the week are DVR'd, but I'm PRAYING that I got Lost before it went down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry folks.  I'll get it all up and running as soon as it's normal business hours (yes, I called at 2:00am to fix it, but no one was there to help me) and I'll be back on top of it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suffering from detox tremors,&lt;br /&gt;rebecca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-113887901160257979?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/113887901160257979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=113887901160257979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113887901160257979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113887901160257979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2006/02/damn-bills.html' title='DAMN BILLS'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-113836136239121574</id><published>2006-01-27T03:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T03:29:22.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CAT FIGHT</title><content type='html'>I have a new roomate and she's awesome.  Both me and my other roomate are thrilled to have her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Steph moved in about a month ago, maybe longer and she has a cat named Abby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a cat named Bingo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it would take a little time for the 2 of them to get along, but I don't think it's ever gonna happen.  Bingo is a little shy to begin with and now she won't come out of my room at all.  Little Abby runs all over the house, sleeps in Bingo's hut near the heater in the living room and on the couch in the sun.  But poor Bingo won't leave my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's because I had to tweeze one of Abby's claws out of her nose not too long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.... any suggestions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, I'm a cat lady,&lt;br /&gt;Rebecca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-113836136239121574?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/113836136239121574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=113836136239121574' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113836136239121574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113836136239121574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2006/01/cat-fight.html' title='CAT FIGHT'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-113836115028579112</id><published>2006-01-27T03:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T03:25:50.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GETTIN' LOST</title><content type='html'>Like most of the world, I am totally and completely addicted to Lost.  It's really gotten to the point that I want to throw my tv out the window (heaven forbid!) when they go on their 8 week hiatus-es.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thankfully, they're back and the last few weeks have been pretty groovy.  We finally got some Islander-Airplane Crash Victim interaction.  Kick ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednsday's episode was a little too drama filled for me.... BUT what the hell is going on with the Hobbit?  Does he have the sickness?  Is Locke after the baby???  What's going on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just might have to go and read some spoilers or group discussions somewhere.... I just can't let it go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PUT DOWN THE BABY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-rebecca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-113836115028579112?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/113836115028579112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=113836115028579112' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113836115028579112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113836115028579112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2006/01/gettin-lost.html' title='GETTIN&apos; LOST'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-113836092606436573</id><published>2006-01-27T03:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T03:22:06.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SUPPORT YOUR LOCAL BLOGGER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.steelebreeze.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.steelebreeze.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out people..... there's always time in the day to do a little reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the comment, Mike.  Hope you'll be back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-rebecca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-113836092606436573?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/113836092606436573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=113836092606436573' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113836092606436573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113836092606436573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2006/01/support-your-local-blogger.html' title='SUPPORT YOUR LOCAL BLOGGER'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-113827986642171827</id><published>2006-01-26T04:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T04:52:43.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RUNDOWN</title><content type='html'>ok, quick rundown of recent celebrity gossip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Britney dumps Kevin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Britney takes Kevin back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angelina's preggers and that deuchbag Brad didn't even call Jennifer to let her know before the rest of the world did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richard Hatch has been found guilty of tax evasion. You have the most famous million dollars in the world. PAY YOUR G-D DAMN TAXES. moron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris Penn has died under circumstances that are being investigated by LAPD. He was great... moment of silence please or go watch Resorvoir Dogs, your choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paris opened a night club in Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colin Farrel has a sex tape out online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew Barrymore made a great guest cameo on SNL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, Adrian Curry of America's Next Top Model, Surreal Life, and My Fair Brady fame is on the cover of this week's Playboy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;glad I could share,&lt;br /&gt;rebecca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-113827986642171827?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/113827986642171827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=113827986642171827' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113827986642171827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113827986642171827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2006/01/rundown.html' title='RUNDOWN'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-113827941476930771</id><published>2006-01-26T04:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T04:43:34.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AMERICAN IDOL</title><content type='html'>yep.. still kickin' ass since we're still in the horribly untalented portion of the contest.  And of course, it's nice when they pop in with a real singer every now and again.  I also think that this year, they are sending people through to Hollywood who are just ok, but have hard-luck stories and have never been on a plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's very nice of you Simon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stay tuned... they say it's the best season yet and would they lie to us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rebecca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-113827941476930771?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/113827941476930771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=113827941476930771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113827941476930771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113827941476930771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2006/01/american-idol.html' title='AMERICAN IDOL'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-113827924621262636</id><published>2006-01-26T04:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T04:40:46.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE MONKEY</title><content type='html'>As a tv watcher, this means a lot.... I absolutely, positively love this show.  Sure there are the common annoying sitcom things, but wow.  This show stands out.  Great dialog and great music.  And it's awesome to see Jason Priestly back on tv.  Yeah, I said it.  What are you gonna do about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, check out this show for yourself...... it's worth 30 minutes of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-rebecca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-113827924621262636?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/113827924621262636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=113827924621262636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113827924621262636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113827924621262636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2006/01/love-monkey.html' title='LOVE MONKEY'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-113827907609303908</id><published>2006-01-26T04:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T03:54:18.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SKATING WITH CELEBRITIES</title><content type='html'>yes. yes. yes. I freakin' love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, so as a kid I used to watch skating with my mom ALL the time. Pairs, singles, men, women, whatever. It was awesome. The things they can do on that ice is amazing. We would watch all the competitions, but our favorites were the showcases where they could wear any kind of costumes, dance to any kinds of music, and do whatever technical skills they wanted. It was great to watch, like Broadway on ice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, this new show is killer. It's soooo much fun and some of the celebrities are actually pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll definitely say it'll be harder for the male celebrities to shine in this since they can't really lead and they can't really do lifts. It's a lot easier to make the women look good when you can just toss 'em around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that Dave Coulier's (the subject of Alanis Morisette's angry anthem) hocky abilites are actually a detriment to this competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that Dorothy Hamil is as gorgeous as ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that 2 former olympians are totally going for it... that would be Bruce Jenner and Tai (sp?) Babalonia....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that Willis fell on his ass, but I hope it doesn't make him start doing drugs again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I especially love that Nancy Kerrigan is still a bitch. It would be awesome if one of the celebrities took a pipe to her knee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awwwwww... I love this stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, I have been to Disney on Ice.... I saw Beauty and the Beast and the best show of all time, EWOKS ON ICE. yeahhhhhh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dreaming of triple axels,&lt;br /&gt;rebecca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-113827907609303908?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/113827907609303908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=113827907609303908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113827907609303908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113827907609303908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2006/01/skating-with-celebrities.html' title='SKATING WITH CELEBRITIES'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-113827805744449276</id><published>2006-01-26T04:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T04:20:57.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SLIDING BOXES</title><content type='html'>YES!  It was a pretty kick ass week on the mountain.  I'm not sure who reads this, but the poor old Maine mountains have taken a beating with warm temps and rain.  Yes, rain.  They even closed Sugarloaf the other day for THUNDER STORMS.  what the??!  It's freakin' January.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, nonetheless, Tuesday and Wednsday the conditions were great, considering, and YES!  I slid the box and nailed 2 jumps.  It's a whole new level of riding for me and I wanted to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah, don't forget, both the X-Games and the winter Olympics are coming up.  Don't miss a heart stopping moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let it snow,&lt;br /&gt;Rebecca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-113827805744449276?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/113827805744449276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=113827805744449276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113827805744449276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113827805744449276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2006/01/sliding-boxes.html' title='SLIDING BOXES'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-113767022434607758</id><published>2006-01-19T03:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T03:30:24.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TV UPDATES</title><content type='html'>OK, I haven't seen a damn thing... I keep DVR'ing all kindsa' stuff, but have yet to catch up on anything good.  My goal tonight is to catch up on Lost, although I think I'm an ass and forgot to DVR it last night, but I have last week's just waiting for me... calling my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the American Idol premiere... KICK ASS.  Looks like they've got some good singers in there and Simon's nastier than ever.  I love it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught a second or two of the Golden Globes.  How horrific was Geena Davis' dress?  sheeshhhhh!  Doesn't she have a stylist or two?  Natalie Portman looked beautiful and I was stoked for Sandra Oh... she seemed genuinely stoked for her win.  Besides, she's kick ass on Grey's Anatomy so I am thrilled that she took home a statue.  Hope she puts it in her bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;That's all I caught, so that's all I've got on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancing with the Stars.... Awesome.  I'm totally pulling for Jim Rice, but I'm sure he'll be eliminated sooner rather than later, but he's so charming and really goes for it.  I love Drew Lachey, again, mostly 'cause he's Nick's brother (sorry Drew).  And I can't stop staring at that wrestler chick.... holy crap she's the very definition of INCREDIBLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I also plan on watching Skating with the Stars... that's just great tv.  B-list stars falling on their asses on hard ice.  I love it.  I freakin' love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bachelor in Paris?  eh, I can take it or leave it.  Kinda bored of the whole thing... I mean, do they really fall in love and get married?  yeah, yeah, Trista.  Shove it.  Your baby talk is annoying and your firefighter husband's adorable.  How does that happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the Gauntlet.  After all these years, I STILL FREAKIN LOVE that show.  A moment of silence please for poor little Ruthie and the Veteran's team.  What will they do with out her?  Seriously, it's keeping me awake at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, one more... I saw that Roller Girls show... jury is still out with me.... I'd like a little more action a little less drama.... maybe that'll pick up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, as always, just one girl's opinion,&lt;br /&gt;rebecca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-113767022434607758?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/113767022434607758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=113767022434607758' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113767022434607758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113767022434607758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2006/01/tv-updates.html' title='TV UPDATES'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-113766967035061822</id><published>2006-01-19T03:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T03:21:10.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FOOTBALL LOWLIGHTS</title><content type='html'>So, the Pats lost... bummer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, because the game ran late, I got to write the highlights for the morning and noon shows.... I was stoked about it.... waiting to hear what my boy Gregg says about the endeavor since he's the football master and taught me the game....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope I get approval.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being needy,&lt;br /&gt;rebecca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-113766967035061822?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/113766967035061822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=113766967035061822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113766967035061822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113766967035061822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2006/01/football-lowlights.html' title='FOOTBALL LOWLIGHTS'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-113766957176224102</id><published>2006-01-19T03:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T03:19:31.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SHARING PANTIES</title><content type='html'>So, my best friend and I had a discussion on the chair lift the other day.... or was it the bar?  Anyway, is it ok to share your best friend's CLEAN underwear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We say yes.  And maybe it's just 'cause we're close as sisters.... our other friend who was with us did not think it was a good idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, what's the problem if they're clean?  'specially if your girl has a super fun pair and wants you to look good for a "special" night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still thinkin' it's ok,&lt;br /&gt;rebecca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-113766957176224102?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/113766957176224102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=113766957176224102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113766957176224102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113766957176224102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2006/01/sharing-panties.html' title='SHARING PANTIES'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-113766937009729629</id><published>2006-01-19T03:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T03:16:10.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PSEUDO WEEKEND</title><content type='html'>Ok, so since my hours are so weird, MY weekend is Sun afternoon-Wed afternoon, so from here on out, when I discuss "the" weekend, I am referring to my own and not most of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just had a pretty good weekend, but it definitely coulda' been better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, it's January.... in Maine.  Where's the g-d damn snow???!  It has done nothing but rain, or worse, freezing rain, around here and my poor mountain is suffering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left straight from work on Sunday to head up to the hill..... I never get get any runs in on Sunday, it's just time to meander about and say hi to all my peeps up there.  Unfortunately, the mountain had closed early.... yes, early and everyone was already done for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooo... I went to Romeo's house.... took a nap... and then went to dinner.  I was supposed to meet up with my Portland folks that night, but when I spoke to them at 9:00 or so, they were already wasted so I told 'em I'd just see 'em on the mountain the next day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday..... it was FREEZING and windy and after 2 whole days of crazy rain the mountain was a mess.  I took a few runs, found my friends, and drank a few drinks.  Still felt like a vacation, but it woulda' been nice to go riding with them fools.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;So that night I went and played this crazy DVD/board game... and kicked ass of course since I'm the queen of board games...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, the temps were warmer and there was a bluebird sky and even though snow conditions weren't ideal, I got some good runs in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednsday, crappy freezing rain again.  I headed back to Portland on the slowest, longest drive EVER.... but at least I got some laundry done and some good 'ol chill time before I had to be back at work at 3:00am.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's where I sit now... waiting for the Today Show updates.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope all is well with ya'll out there and I hope you get a ride on the d-train (thanks allen and trevor)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting for the snow to fall,&lt;br /&gt;rebecca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-113766937009729629?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/113766937009729629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=113766937009729629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113766937009729629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113766937009729629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2006/01/pseudo-weekend.html' title='PSEUDO WEEKEND'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-113766880901277007</id><published>2006-01-19T03:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T03:06:49.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOOKING FOR INSIGHT</title><content type='html'>into someone else's day-to-day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out this blog....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.juicyfruiter.blogspot.com"&gt;http://www.juicyfruiter.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks juicy,&lt;br /&gt;rebecca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-113766880901277007?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/113766880901277007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=113766880901277007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113766880901277007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113766880901277007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2006/01/looking-for-insight.html' title='LOOKING FOR INSIGHT'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-113715354272300896</id><published>2006-01-13T03:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T03:59:02.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SUNRISE</title><content type='html'>So, for about a month or so I've been working really weird hours.  Thursdays and Fridays 3AM to 1:00PM and Saturdays and Sundays 12AM to 1:00PM.....  it's weird, but it's kinda cool 'cause you see a whole different side of this crazy world we live in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see the guy at 7-11 at 2:45 every morning and though I don't know his name and he doesn't know mine, it feels like he's a friend.  I mean, there's never any one else in the store when I'm getting my coffee and I wonder if he wonders where I am when I'm running late and don't get to stop by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The downside of this crazy lifestyle is that I live with my best friend and I can't remember the last time I saw her.  She never bothers to read this, but if she does, "Hey Moe... what's up girl?  How's life?  Hope you have a great weekend."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The upside to this work schedule is that I get 3 whole days off, which, since it's winter means I'm up at the mountain from Sunday 'til Wednsday.... pretty killer.  Hasn't been much snow yet, but hey, it's only January and at least the lifts are running.... when it's not too windy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I've barely been sleeping.... just working, laundry, bills, errands, working.... then I get in my car drive up north, ride all day for 3 days, play with my friends up there and get home and try and sleep for a few hours before I start it all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this isn't a very interesting post, sorry, but it's 7:00am and I have down time and if I don't do something I'll probably fall asleep at my desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, to the rest of you, have a great day and get some rest,&lt;br /&gt;rebecca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-113715354272300896?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/113715354272300896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=113715354272300896' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113715354272300896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113715354272300896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2006/01/sunrise.html' title='SUNRISE'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-113667181432160588</id><published>2006-01-07T14:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T14:10:14.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOOGLE BE DAMNED</title><content type='html'>ok, before you get your panties all bunched up about me bagging on Google.... that's not what I mean at all....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just I've got a regular old question  and I know I can just google it to find out, but I was thinkin' about what I would have done before google....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here's the question..... what are collard (sp?) greens?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I know that a HUGE population of people know the answer to that, so I could ask someone....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could look it up in a dictionary......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or a cookbook....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose I could guess, I mean I know it has to do with good 'ol fashioned soul food cookin'.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or I could google it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I'm not gonna..... maybe the answer will come around.... you know, let the truth seek you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry though, I'm not anywhere near swearing of Google..... I mean, how would I find pictures of Britney's baby or what people from high school are doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, deep thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;rebecca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-113667181432160588?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/113667181432160588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=113667181432160588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113667181432160588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113667181432160588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2006/01/google-be-damned.html' title='GOOGLE BE DAMNED'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-113655541715947398</id><published>2006-01-06T05:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T05:50:17.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Documentaries</title><content type='html'>I've been watching a ton of documentaries lately.... there's this one production company that puts out a ton of 'em and everyone I've seen from their catalogue has been kick ass.  Docurama.  Check 'em out.  And if you're from Portland, Videoport, the best video store on earth has a ton of them.  Be warned though, if they're checked out, I probably have 'em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-rebecca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-113655541715947398?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/113655541715947398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=113655541715947398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113655541715947398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113655541715947398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2006/01/documentaries.html' title='Documentaries'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-113655530261439100</id><published>2006-01-06T05:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T05:48:22.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pride and Prejudice</title><content type='html'>Saw it the other night.  It was ok.. a little slow.... but not too bad.  My only complaint is that Kiera Knightly never looked hot. Not once through the whole movie.  Dayumn, she's a good lookin' girl, how could she not look hot even once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The company I was with was good though.  So that made up for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for a recomendation, skip it or rent it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy viewing,&lt;br /&gt;rebecca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-113655530261439100?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/113655530261439100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=113655530261439100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113655530261439100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113655530261439100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2006/01/pride-and-prejudice.html' title='Pride and Prejudice'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-113655516075175904</id><published>2006-01-06T05:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T05:46:00.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dumb Asses</title><content type='html'>At the halftime show for the Jaguars/Saints game they played "Rock Me Like a Hurricane"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.... real sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Pats,&lt;br /&gt;Rebecca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-113655516075175904?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/113655516075175904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=113655516075175904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113655516075175904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113655516075175904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2006/01/dumb-asses.html' title='Dumb Asses'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-113655510368693183</id><published>2006-01-06T05:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T05:45:03.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kite Runner</title><content type='html'>If you haven't read it yet, get yo' shit together and get that book.  MUST READ.  Life of Pi is a good follow up too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-113655510368693183?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/113655510368693183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=113655510368693183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113655510368693183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113655510368693183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2006/01/kite-runner.html' title='Kite Runner'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-113655504336410502</id><published>2006-01-06T05:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T05:44:03.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Speaking of TV</title><content type='html'>Ok, now that the holidays are over there are a slew of shows returning with new episodes or new seasons.  Heck, I, the tv queen just can't keep up with it all..... if anyone out there can help me out, offer some suggestions, or give me days and times of shows, that would be killer.  Here's my abridged list so far.  And yes, I am like a heroin addict, planning out my fixes.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost... thank g-d it's back, but if those bastards go back to re-reruns anytime soon, I swear I'm cutting the cord... ok, I probably won't, but it feels good to say it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real World/Road Rules Gauntlet is back.  YES!  Drunken idiotic debauchery.  I can't get enough of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;America's Next Top Model?  That coming around again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American Idol.  Need I say more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SKATING WITH CELEBRITIES.  That's gonna be the one to watch.  I can't wait.  I'm so excited I might pee in my pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soprano's should be around soon......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anybody hear anything about Roller Girls?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And is that awesome family from HBO that is in the bail bonds business coming back??  Please.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, I have to get back to work now.  Hope there are some tv watching fools out there that can help a sister out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rebecca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-113655504336410502?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/113655504336410502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=113655504336410502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113655504336410502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113655504336410502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2006/01/speaking-of-tv.html' title='Speaking of TV'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-113655467665878186</id><published>2006-01-06T05:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T05:37:56.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YES! YES! YES!</title><content type='html'>Dancing with the Stars has started again.... I can't even begin to tell you how excited I am.  However, the celebrities kinda suck, so I'll have to wait and see who I'm cheering for.  Right now I'm leaning towards Drew Lachey for 2 reasons.  One, because of the wacked out hours I work I fell asleep after his performance and didn't get to see anyone after him and he was the best up to that point.  And the second reason is I love Nick Lachey... he looked super hot in the audience and I feel so sad for him that his marriage has broken up.  He's not really gonna blow up as a big pop star again or anything so, as long as Drew stays in the competition, he'll have something to keep him occupied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeing stars,&lt;br /&gt;rebecca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-113655467665878186?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/113655467665878186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=113655467665878186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113655467665878186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113655467665878186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2006/01/yes-yes-yes.html' title='YES! YES! YES!'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-113655446705986143</id><published>2006-01-06T05:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T05:34:27.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>John Stewart</title><content type='html'>John Stewart's hosting the Oscars.... I don't have much more to say about that other than isn't that SWEET!  Yes!  John Stewart.  Look, not that I didn't like Billy Crystal or Whoopie Goldberg or whoever the hell has done it recently, but out with the old and in with the new.  Nice John.  Just don't sell out to the establishment, k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peas,&lt;br /&gt;rebecca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-113655446705986143?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/113655446705986143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=113655446705986143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113655446705986143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113655446705986143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2006/01/john-stewart.html' title='John Stewart'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-113655435521449072</id><published>2006-01-06T05:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T05:32:35.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Me?  I Missed You</title><content type='html'>OK, so yeah, I can't believe that I haven't posted since June, but well, it was the summer and well I had stuff to do.  And now it's the winter and I have stuff to do.  BUT, I have been asked to resume my posting and I needed to let "smacknally" know that the terrorists haven't won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do I even begin...... hmmm......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got hit by a drunk driver a couple of weeks ago.... Talk about a serious pain in the ass.  Man.  I'll be the first to say that I am thankful that it wasn't worse than it was... I could have been seriously hurt if he had hit me a milisecond sooner, but the stupid ass 19 year old bastard didn't, so I'm ok.... just my car got hurt.  Ahh... poor baby.  I feel bad, 'cause she looks all ghetto now and I don't want to hurt her feelings but I'm just not gonna put the cash into cosmetics on my old girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I've publicly announced my pleasure at not being injured, I can bitch about the fact that insurance companies are a pain in the ass.  Rental car places are a pain in the ass.  And generally anything to do with car accidents is a WICKED pain in the ass.  So, my advice is, don't go into work at 2:00 in the morning and get hit by a stupid drunken 19 year old kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one bright side is, I found a KILLER auto-body guy..... S.R. Autobody,  Portland Maine.  He's super cool, totally honest, and really good.  So if you don't listen to my previous advice and get hit by some stupid kid in this area...... got to Steve.  He'll take good care of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let it snow,&lt;br /&gt;rebecca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-113655435521449072?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/113655435521449072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=113655435521449072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113655435521449072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/113655435521449072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2006/01/miss-me-i-missed-you.html' title='Miss Me?  I Missed You'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-111892676101832983</id><published>2005-06-16T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T05:59:21.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FAN CLUB</title><content type='html'>Looks like I have an anonymous fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the beauty of this thing, everyone's entitled to not only have, but post an opinion.  Check out some of my comments.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I particularly like the fact that I am assumed to be a disgusting hairy troll (and so what if I am?) because I didn't post a picture, yet anonymous can't even post with a name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ballsy dude.  Making nasty comments without enough conviction to post your real name.  Can't wait to hear what you have to say about future posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for visiting my little corner of the web.  Hope to see you back here soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-rebecca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-111892676101832983?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/111892676101832983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=111892676101832983' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/111892676101832983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/111892676101832983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2005/06/fan-club.html' title='FAN CLUB'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-111840355444418891</id><published>2005-06-10T04:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T04:39:14.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DEAR LINDSEY LOHAN</title><content type='html'>Dear Lindsey,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please dye your hair back to it's natural (or close to) color. Your red hair was part of your charm. You were so cute in Parent Trap and totally kick ass in Mean Girls. Now you're just like all the rest. Actually, worse than all the rest. You don't even look good as a blond. I mean, you look really terrible. And you're kind of annoying now. Maybe you were before the blond and I didn't notice because your hair was so pretty (I'm pretty sure I wasn't distracted by the boobs).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to tell you to gain some weight, that you look too thin. I know the pressures of Hollywood and if you gained an ounce they certainly wouldn't put you on the cover of a magazine and say "look she's healthy!" They'd say you're fat. I get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really just concerned with the hair. Please go back to red. Really, we'd all appreciate it and I'm sure it'll be better for you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for listening,&lt;br /&gt;Rebecca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-111840355444418891?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/111840355444418891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=111840355444418891' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/111840355444418891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/111840355444418891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2005/06/dear-lindsey-lohan.html' title='DEAR LINDSEY LOHAN'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-111840313352746659</id><published>2005-06-10T04:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T04:33:31.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TOMMY</title><content type='html'>Stupid Tommy Hilfiger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm not familiar with the cable system here and while trying to find the MTV Movie Awards I had channel 2 on as I was scrolling through the guide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what was on channel 2? Stupid Tommy Hilfiger and some stupid "I wanna be Tommy's designer" reality show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what Hilfiger? You're daughter sucked on her show on MTV, what makes you think you'll be any better? You're both whiny sniveling brats. Yuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully I found MTV rather quickly and didn't have to gouge my eyes out to avoid this terrible blight on the TV landscape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should be a LITTLE thankful.... I mean, Tommy you did give me at least one TV show I can't possibly watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-rebecca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-111840313352746659?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/111840313352746659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=111840313352746659' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/111840313352746659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/111840313352746659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2005/06/tommy.html' title='TOMMY'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-111840269109446823</id><published>2005-06-10T04:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T04:24:51.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MAPQUEST</title><content type='html'>This is my last post relating to my drive down to NY... apparently it was quite eventful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, instead of buggin' my friends for directions, I decided to Mapquest directions (funny how that can be used as a verb!) since Mapquest has always treated me right. Now, in case you're new to my world, I'm from NY and have made this drive a ton of times so I never really looked a the directions very closely... that is, until I was following them in Thursday afternoon traffic. But still, they were fine... all the road signs said exactly what the Mapquest directions said and everything looked familiar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the directions ended. I was on Main St. and 70th Rd. What the?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, Mapquest didn't pick up the street address of where I was headed, only "Queens, NY." Really, that's what the directions said Portland, ME to Queens, NY. And to be honest, it wasn't that big of a detour, one quick phone call, another 10 minutes in the car and I was where I was supposed to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just curious as to why that particular spot is where Mapquest considers "Queens." It wasn't close enough to where I was going that Mapquest just didn't recognize the exact street and got me to the closest intersection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it the geographical center of Queens?&lt;br /&gt;Does Mapquest like to get a bite to eat at Burger Nosh (kosher fast food!) and thought I might like some as well? (I might have if I weren't already headed to Ben's... killer kosher deli)&lt;br /&gt;Is it the very first moment you enter Queens?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... what is it about Main St. and 70th??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-rebecca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-111840269109446823?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/111840269109446823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=111840269109446823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/111840269109446823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/111840269109446823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2005/06/mapquest.html' title='MAPQUEST'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-111840213008394857</id><published>2005-06-10T04:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T04:15:30.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ROAD TRIP BOYFRIENDS</title><content type='html'>As I previously mentioned, I was cruising to NY and having a great time jammin' out in the car.. I am definitely a car singer and dancer..... but what's with men slowing down or speeding up to be next to you and then trying to talk to you on the highway at 80 miles an hour? REALLY.. what is the deal with that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happened the most while I was rockin' to Pat Benetar's greatest hits (thanks Baker!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, can someone explain that to me??? Did they expect me to pull over and er, service them? Where were they when my hood blew up?! Actually, I'm rather glad they weren't around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... maybe I should contain my awesome car dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-rebecca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-111840213008394857?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/111840213008394857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=111840213008394857' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/111840213008394857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/111840213008394857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2005/06/road-trip-boyfriends.html' title='ROAD TRIP BOYFRIENDS'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-111840181710846253</id><published>2005-06-10T04:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T04:10:17.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FLYING HOODS</title><content type='html'>No, I'm not talking about ghetto boys soaring through the air ala' "Crouching Tiger," I'm talking about car hoods flying up while driving 80 miles an hour on the highway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. It's a true story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left Portland at 2:30 yesterday... the sun was shining, the windows were down and I was rocking out. By the time I got off the Mass Turnpike onto I-84 I had some good 'ol JT rockin' the good 'ol I-Pod, and I was making great time cruising down the left lane... then boom! Actually, there wasn't any sound... just a green hood blocking out all vision of the road that lay ahead! WHAT THE?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you wondering how I made it to this computer screen.. well, like I told the nice lady at AAA, I stuck my head out the window, put on my hazard lights, waited for a break in traffic and prayed. Well, I didn't really pray. It was more of a whining "c'mon on, c'mon, please!" While I did make it over safely, there was a moment there that I thought I was gonna pee in my pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, I didn't. Instead, I got over to the breakdown lane, called AAA, and then hobbled into the woods to pee. Once my basic needs were attended to, I busted out my handy-dandy beach chair and waited for help to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First up was Officer Pillsbury (no, I'm not making that up) and his k-9 pal, Ranger. Apparently, people who were passing me called the police to tell them I was stranded. Isn't that nice? Thank you good samaritans whoever you are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was the tow truck driver, who I'm sorry to say I didn't get his name. But in no time he had my hood tied down and sent me on my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy. Well, all's well that ends well, as I am now comfortably ensconsed in an apartment in Flushing, Queens (THANKS ROBBIE AND MARTY!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, does anyone know a mechanic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-rebecca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-111840181710846253?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/111840181710846253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=111840181710846253' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/111840181710846253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/111840181710846253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2005/06/flying-hoods_10.html' title='FLYING HOODS'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-111832148001832943</id><published>2005-06-09T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T05:51:20.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DANCING WITH STARS</title><content type='html'>OK, I really, really, really wanted to hate this TV show... but I just can't.  I LOVE IT!  What the hell is wrong with me??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kicked my aching leg up last night and watched that show (yes, I DVR'd it.  I confess.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in case you have no idea what I'm talking about.... a pseudo-celebrity is paired up with a professional ballroom dancer.  They've been training for 6 weeks now and every week they dance and then a pair is voted off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, what I hate.  The judges.  They ALL want to be Simon Cowell, but they don't have anywhere near the charisma or wit of that great, great man.  The other problem is, if they're all playing the Simon Cowell, where's the Paula??  Where's the love?  They leave that in the hands of the host, good 'ol Tom Bergeron who makes the dumbest jokes ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joey (from New Kids on the Block) is actually a killer dancer AND his partner has had a crush on him since she was a kid and is STOKED to be dancing with him.  I love it.  They're great and they're adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelli (YEAH GENERAL HOSPITAL!!! WHAT WHAT!).  She is so cute and adorable and she has a KILLER body AND she's from General Hospital (my current favorite character).  And the judges have torn her apart both weeks that this show has been on and still she acts like a lady and basically tells the judges to f' off.  I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Peterman (I don't know his real name, but we all know and love him from Seinfeld).  He's the oldest in the bunch, but he's so debonair and charming and really a very great dancer.  Although I hate the judges, I'd have to agree that he's the one to beat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evander Holyfield (I don't think that's how his name is spelled).  He is just this big hulking goon.. and he's BALLROOM DANCING!  I love it!  He's so into it.  And he makes really funny faces.  And he tries soooo hard.  And he's actually not so bad.  I'm rootin' for ya' Evander.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Trista Ryan, the ex-bachelorette was voted off last night so I'm not gonna' spend any time talking about how annoying she is and how glad I am that she's gone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's also Rachel Hunter... yuck.  Hope she goes next.  She looks like an amazonian next to her dance partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, another TV show I'm hooked on.  Damn you dancing stars. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-rebecca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-111832148001832943?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/111832148001832943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=111832148001832943' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/111832148001832943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/111832148001832943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2005/06/dancing-with-stars.html' title='DANCING WITH STARS'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-111831939701576453</id><published>2005-06-09T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T05:16:37.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>STUPID CRY BABY</title><content type='html'>Last night my frisbee team had a game against Maine Gymnastics.... we had heard they were a pretty killer team and we were geared up to play against them.  So, before the game we were tossing the disc around and I felt a little pull in my quad.  Whatever, no biggie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I sat out for the first point and then went in to give one of our lady's a rest.  I charged down the field and there was a guy from their team coming at me at full speed, so I cut to avoid him and..... that was it.  I just couldn't move.  My muscle just completely gave out on me.  Seriously.  I was just left standing there... barely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hobbled over to the sideline with the help of my captain and then this very sweet girl, Robin, from the other team came over with popsicles, oranges, cookies and an ice pack to help me out.  I got my leg up and some ice on it, but I was in excruciating pain and more than a little nauseous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I was crying.  Stupid cry baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept saying that I was embarrassed and what a baby I was.  Robin and others tried to assure me that it was ok, but I felt like such a loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess because I was crying everyone kept diagnosing me or suggesting a course of action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You should go to the hospital, it's probably a tear"&lt;br /&gt;"Don't have a beer, you could be bleeding and beer is a blood thinner"&lt;br /&gt;"You'll be hobbling for months"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, that made me cry more.  But I refused to go anywhere until the end of the game.  Then Doug came over 'cause Jay called him.  Doug's an EMT and he felt around and said just what I wanted to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If there is something really wrong, it's not gonna' make a difference if you wait 'til tomorrow to get it checked out.  Take some meds and get some rest"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Doug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's exactly what I did.  Gregg took me home.  I put the leg up.  Took some meds.  And slept on and off all night.  And guess what?!  My leg feels better!  Not great... but definitely better.  What a stupid cry baby I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Jay, Doug and Moe for calling to check up on me.... got your messages this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, my frisbee team lost by just one point... wish I could say things would have been different if I had been on the field, but well, really, I'm a big cry baby and that's not gonna help anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gots to go pack... off to NY.  Thank g-d I'm not walking there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-rebecca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-111831939701576453?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/111831939701576453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=111831939701576453' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/111831939701576453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/111831939701576453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2005/06/stupid-cry-baby.html' title='STUPID CRY BABY'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-111824323832240570</id><published>2005-06-08T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T08:16:12.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LET US ALL BLOG</title><content type='html'>check these out....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.congress-street.blogspot.com"&gt;www.congress-street.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fornya.blogspot.com"&gt;www.fornya.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daveandfoo.blogspot.com"&gt;www.daveandfoo.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy and make sure to comment!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-111824323832240570?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/111824323832240570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=111824323832240570' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/111824323832240570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/111824323832240570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2005/06/let-us-all-blog.html' title='LET US ALL BLOG'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-111823842052925797</id><published>2005-06-08T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T06:49:26.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>F YOU DIANE SAYWER</title><content type='html'>Ok, I guess it's not really HER fault, but still F her and F Brad Pitt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for 2 weeks now they hype up this big interview "this is it THE interview with Brad Pitt... everything you've wanted to know." So of course, I'm me, and I'm totally psyched. I can't wait to hear him dish about Jennifer and how she snored so loud he couldn't take it anymore and how hot Angelina is and g-d damn it, could you resist that temptation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, no. Instead, we get him yapping about poverty in Africa. And look, don't get me wrong, my heart aches for those souls on that grand continent, but I DIDN'T SIGN UP FOR A LECTURE! I wanted pure Hollywood trashy dirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a side bar, I will say this.. he looked adorable all unshaven kicken it with orphans in Africa and it did make me think about the fact that here I am in my killer apartment drinking water so cold it hurts my head (see previous post) and that there's gotta be something I can do to help (and there is... check out &lt;a href="http://www.one.org"&gt;www.one.org&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Diane Sawyer FINALLY gets around to asking him some personal questions and the little bastard basically evades them all. Gives us nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Jen: the love doesn't disappear, it just changes shape&lt;br /&gt;On Angelina: there's nothing much to say right now.&lt;br /&gt;On Angelina: she's a good egg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good egg this. F you Brad. F you Diane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose however, I set myself up for this disappointment... what did I expect? trailer trash home videos like Britney and Kevin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I did. Maybe I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-rebecca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-111823842052925797?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/111823842052925797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=111823842052925797' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/111823842052925797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/111823842052925797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2005/06/f-you-diane-saywer.html' title='F YOU DIANE SAYWER'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-111820047378155247</id><published>2005-06-07T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T20:14:33.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ICE COLD WATER</title><content type='html'>It's 11:15 and it's 74 degrees out....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had a giant glass of ice cold water with lemon and served myself up one giant brain freeze.  Why the heck does that  happen?  and granted, I've never had a baby, but it feels like the worst pain ever.  Thank g-d it only lasts for such a short time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But again, why does that happen??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn you brain freeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-rebecca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-111820047378155247?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/111820047378155247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=111820047378155247' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/111820047378155247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/111820047378155247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2005/06/ice-cold-water.html' title='ICE COLD WATER'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-111815132731290912</id><published>2005-06-06T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T06:37:48.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOORAY TO THE OLD PORT</title><content type='html'>So, the weather has been pretty killer around here lately and this weekend there was a ton to do to take advantage. Saturday was spent laying around on the sandy shores of Willard beach and guess what happens when your skin hasn't been exposed to the sun in 7 months.... you burn! But, nothing beats that tight warm feeling after a day on the beach and it was long overdue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the highlight of the weekend was the following day..... good 'ol Old Port Fest. All of downtown is blocked off from car traffic and all these food vendors set up shop in the street. And on every couple of blocks there are mobile stages set up for local talent to perform. It's a pretty groovy event and the weather has been terrible for the last few years. So, the sunshine brought people out in droves. It was packed and fun! Everyone was stoked for the sunshine and happy and fun. And the people fall into 3 catagories, families with lots of kids, teenagers that want to get into trouble, and people like me who go bar hopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, while the kids were getting their faces painted and the teenagers were skulking around, I was cooling off from the heat with a few beverages at the local watering holes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, we started off by cruising the streets, running into friends and aquaintances and checking out some music. Damn, I love the Jason Spooner Band.... I have to make an effort to see 'em around town more often. They had a good crowd at their stage including some crazy dancing lady that would have made great internet fodder had I had a video camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Sebago's which I don't go to often, but that should change. It was a really good time and they serve really large beers.  We drank a ton of beer, yapped about euphemisms for sexual positions and got balloons. Good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then went over to Gritty's which was packed but we got there right as the band was packing up so we got to stand in the band area with plenty of breathing space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there's this big window at Gritty's that overlooks the street and by this time, the fest was over and just drunken fools were loitering in the street.... and there was this wasted, shirtless guy looking in at us from the street and he was making all these lewd gestures. We thought it was hilarious but all of a sudden these 2 cops approached him from behind so we started knocking on the window and pointing, so he would turn around and avoid trouble, but he just didn't get it. The cops got it, and stood there watching us motioning to them and waited until this dumbass turned around! It was pretty funny... he finally did turn around and the cops made him put his shirt on (backwards!) and made him move along. ahhahahahaha good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, of course, we ended the day at good 'ol Rosie's..... Lots of people I knew were there... all drunk and satisfied from a groovy day. We all chowed down (I had the something fishy, which was something excellent) And then I went home with my balloon and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodness it was a great day.... can't wait for next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-rebecca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Just wanted to wish Dave and Christie a great time on the road as they embark on a 10 month road trippin' promotion for Carhartt. They'll have a blog up and I'll post a link as soon as they get started. Glad I could be a part of the goodbye celebration... and thanks for introducing me to Steph... I see a lot of trouble in the days ahead!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-111815132731290912?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/111815132731290912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=111815132731290912' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/111815132731290912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/111815132731290912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2005/06/hooray-to-old-port.html' title='HOORAY TO THE OLD PORT'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-111789320270552095</id><published>2005-06-04T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T07:09:08.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RETAHDED</title><content type='html'>hahaha... I saw Bacchus last night and he told me that he had me listed in his cell phone as Retahd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure if the hilarity translates if you're not familiar with the Boston accent, but I thought it was brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retahd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-rebecca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-111789320270552095?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/111789320270552095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=111789320270552095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/111789320270552095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/111789320270552095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2005/06/retahded.html' title='RETAHDED'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-111789258214583577</id><published>2005-06-04T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T06:50:30.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KNUCKLES</title><content type='html'>So, last night Moe and I went to "Rosie's," hands down the best bar in Portland... can't beat the food, atmosphere or the staff. It's got a nice mix of down home locals and well, all the rest of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there we were having a few beers and throwing some darts, just hanging out when this guy, Phil, came over and asked if one of us would be his partner so he and his 2 friends could play. Of course we obliged, 'cause the more the merrier, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WRONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While his 2 friends barely uttered a word the entire time they were there, this schmuck couldn't keep his mouth shut. After EVERY SINGLE turn he would say "KNUCKLES" and go for the fist bump. If you're not familiar with the fist bump, it's the latest incarnation of the high five... two hands bumping closed fists and as we all know, high fives get annoying, and the fist bump is no different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shot a 20 and two 16's..... KNUCKLES!&lt;br /&gt;I shot a 15..... KNUCKLES!&lt;br /&gt;I didn't shoot anything KNUCKLES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you knuckles dude.... how 'bout a knuckle sandwich?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, Moe had the balls to say "dude, that's the last knuckle of the night.... consider this knuckle coverage for the rest of the game." Which was great, except then he kept saying things like "I'd give you knuckles, but that's so passe" and "I'd give you knuckles but that was so 15 minutes ago"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeesh... what a knucklehead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about a killer Friday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-rebecca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. by the way, his porn 'stache wasn't doing him any favors either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-111789258214583577?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/111789258214583577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=111789258214583577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/111789258214583577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/111789258214583577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2005/06/knuckles.html' title='KNUCKLES'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-111780986205434384</id><published>2005-06-03T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T07:44:22.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I WANNA ROCK</title><content type='html'>and I did.  Damn, those boys of 'Diablo can kick it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moe and I showed up at "Space" at about 10:00... saw some folks we know, headed to the bar and then front row seats baby! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake, so quiet and unassuming off stage just RIPS on the guitar and blows your mind.  I mean, his hand moves so quickly that it looks all blurry like when the road runner's legs look like a wheel when he's hauling ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chad, love the pink polo man.  There he is, lookin' all prepster and just slams it on the drums.  I mean, I don't think he looked up once.  Not just keeping the beat, but WAILING on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, Matt.  Sittin' amongst those keyboards in his furry collar (ha!  furry collar) just dishing up the most moving sounds... I mean, I can't even describe how awesome and rocking he is.... unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have to give it up to the last song of the night, "Twenty Paces" which also happens to be the title of their new album.  Go try it on for size.  I promise you won't be disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, I have to go and apply my new Darediablo sticker to my snowboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-rebecca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-111780986205434384?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/111780986205434384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=111780986205434384' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/111780986205434384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/111780986205434384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-wanna-rock.html' title='I WANNA ROCK'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-111780927389407100</id><published>2005-06-03T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T07:34:33.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>15-9</title><content type='html'>Another beautiful day here in Southern Maine... sunny and humid.... ah, it's so nice to see summer.  Just might have to hit the beach today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was our second game of the frisbee season.  We were off to a killer start.  Really good game.  Went into half time one point down but with spirits soaring.  Unfortunately, our whole team hasn't been showing up... in all fairness a lot of people have kids and well, kids mess everything up!  tee..hee.... But because league rules say that there must be 2 women on the field at all times, I had to play just about the entire game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we headed into the second half, threw a zone defense on 'em and scored 2 quick points.  And then that was it.  Yep.  That was it.  "Sparhawk" (the enemy!)  went on to beat the crap out of us.  Guess we just petered out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said all that, it was of course, a great time.  Like I said, the weather's been cooperating and we got to run around for a few hours on a Thursday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimate, like, totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-rebecca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-111780927389407100?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/111780927389407100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=111780927389407100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/111780927389407100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/111780927389407100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2005/06/15-9.html' title='15-9'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-111771982437040342</id><published>2005-06-02T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T06:45:24.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO!</title><content type='html'>Wow. Has it really been that long since I've last posted? Holy cow. And with all that awesome TV to yap about recently..... well, maybe that's just it. I've been too busy watching TV to take care of this.... BUT I'M BACK! And I'm going to try really hard to post at least once a week.... let's see if I can really manage it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But since I am here today, I should say something. HOW 'BOUT THIS WEATHER! I know that not everyone who may read this lives in the Northeast so let me just tell you that for weeks and weeks and weeks, we have seen nothing but rain. It's been more like living in the Pacific Northwest! But Hallelujah! Yesterday the clouds broke and the sun is shining. Thank you sun. We need and love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in time for frisbee season too. Yeppers, another summer, another year of summer league Ultimate Frisbee. I'm on the "Mortgage Network" team this year.... kind of a crappy name for a team, but, hey, thanks for sponsoring! And we've only had one game, but it seems as though we're gonna have a kick ass team this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, with the sun also comes the killer trio that calls themselves "Darediablo." Not only are they a bad ass band with talent oozing out of every pore, but they are good folks too. I can truly say I am lucky to have crossed paths with them (through friends.. thank you!). Anywho, enough adulation, just wanted to mention that they are coming to town tonight to rock out and blow away the hearts and souls of Portland Maine. Thanks for coming guys and bringing your own brand of sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thank the heavens for sunshine, frisbee and Darediablo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I'll be back soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-rebecca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-111771982437040342?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/111771982437040342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=111771982437040342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/111771982437040342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/111771982437040342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2005/06/hello.html' title='HELLO!'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-111175731368105322</id><published>2005-03-25T04:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T05:28:33.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Death, Job Interviews and Group Sing</title><content type='html'>Normally death and pop culture only coincide when some big 'ol celebrity kicks it.  When that happens, you can't escape the person's likeness from the cover of People to CNN.  But these days we have turned a family tragedy into sport. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terry Shiavo.  Has ANYONE been able to turn on the TV and hear anything other than the countdown to her death?  I mean really.  It's so sad.  First this woman is in some sort of awakened coma and then there's the family in-fighting.  Pull the tube!  Don't pull the tube!  As if that isn't difficult enough for all the parties TRULY involved, it's become this season's newest reality show.  Don't get me wrong.  I loves me some reality TV, but this is creepy like Extreme Makeover is creepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And jeez... all the people who are getting their ugly mugs on TV jumping on this story... what's the deal with that?  "I believe in the right to vegetative life.  Put me on TV.  Interview me. I have something important to say."   You know what I say to that?  PFFFFTTTT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rent the movie "Citizen Ruth" and see how people love to adopt an issue and USE the poor person at the center of the tragedy.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anyway, on to more important things in life.  Did you see the Apprentice last night? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, if you're gonna be on TV make sure you take care of your beauty regiments.... Jeez.  During that little prayer circle that Craig held with his team some chick had the worst gap in her acrylic nails.  YOU'RE WORKING FOR TRUMP!  Get a fill for cryin' out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of that prayer circle.... I was sitting at my computer (which is in the room next to the TV) updating my IPod and I heard Craig start to say some poem-y crap and I was all "oh no, he is not reading a poem to his team is he?"  Of course I jumped up and just had to watch this trainwreck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I do have to say a big 'ol boo-ya to Craig.  His whole team doubted him, no one wanted the box (ha ha a team of box haters), and they totally disrespected him.  BUT, not only did they win the task and the idea was great, but Home Depot made a FREAKIN' COMMERCIAL about their box (heh, heh about their box) and the clinic!  Good for you Craig.  Finally something useful to come out of that show.... families bonding over box.  And good for you Home Depot for recognizing a kick ass idea when they see one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, what's the deal with all of the contestants wearing hard hats while Trump is explaining the task in some building he's renovating when he and his crew are hatless?  I guess he just wanted to make them look like asses or wanted to imagine Erin in some tool sex fantasy thing, because let's face it,  Trump loves himself more than anything in the world, even his buildings.  So, if there's was a real necessity for hard hats, you better believe he'd be wearing one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while we're on the topic of Trump being a jackass egomaniac, how can he sleep at night knowing he totally ripped off Richard Branson?  Granted, Branson ripped off the Apprentice idea, but he did it so much better that you can forgive him... but anyway, last night's reward for the winning team?  Zero-G flight for the team.  HELLO!  Branson is the space dude.  Not you Trump. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a final thought on the Apprentice... don't you just love good comebacks?  So, it gets all heated in the boardroom and Erin and Angie are bickering and Angie says "you are out of your element here"  and Erin's awesome retort?  "You are!"  OOOOOOH!  BURN!  tee..hee....  Jeez Erin, keep your mouth shut sometime and that creepy wink... we all know that's what sent ya' home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apprentice wasn't the only good stuff on TV last night.... we got the American Idol vote-off!  Finally!  And not only did we get the vote-off, but we got the group sing.  I LOVE THE GROUP SING!  And no joke, I love the Ford ads.  Last night's was kinda' stupid, but again, they were all singing together and I loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, as much as I love American Idol, I don't know how you regular TV watching folk do it... I have DVR which is like TiVo, but through my cable system.  Totally kick ass I have to say.  Once you go there, you'll never go back.... If you have Time Warner Cable in your area, go for it, seriously.  It was made for a show like A.I.  I record it, and then watch it later so I can fast forward silly Seacrest and the stupid "tension building" recap of contestant commentary.  Group sing, zing, bam, boom, Mikalah is gone.  Thank G-d.  You know, I was really pulling for her to stick around for a while, but she just never brought it.  So good riddance.  I hope that creepy Anthony goes soon and also Ozzie's grandson... look dude, try doing a backflip (for those who aren't familiar, that was Ozzie's trademark) and catching a ball.  Leave the Sisqo impersonation at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should mention that I'm in an American Idol pool where I got to pick the top 3, top 2, and the winner.... each tier has different point values..... My top 3 are Bo, Nadia, and Anwar.  My top 2 are Bo and Anwar.  And I took Anwar as the winner... I think I may have made a mistake, but I'm rootin' for him none-the-less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, so I'm off to the mountains to do some riding... no TV, no computers.... I'll catch up with ya' on Monday... there's bound to be something to yap about on Extreme Home Makeover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And keep in mind, all of this is just one girl's opinion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-111175731368105322?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/111175731368105322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=111175731368105322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/111175731368105322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/111175731368105322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2005/03/death-job-interviews-and-group-sing.html' title='Death, Job Interviews and Group Sing'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11667181.post-111167079177798735</id><published>2005-03-24T05:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T05:26:31.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>G'mornin</title><content type='html'>Well, here we are.... after months and months of wanting to share this girl's opinion with the world I have finally begun to do it.  Thanks Baker for letting me know I could just log in and set somethin' up in like 20 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now that I'm here, what do I really have that's interesting to talk about?  Hmmm..... Somehow last night it seemed as if the world would fall apart if I didn't share my observations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I don't really have time to dish about all the wonders of the world right now... just wanted to get this thing going.  So, I'll just sign off by letting you all know how thankful I am that that annoying hillbilly is gone from Survivor.  I know, totally random, but in a strange way he is responsible for getting this thing off the ground.  I just couldn't wait to share my joy with the world that he was booted.  And while I ABSOLUTELY DID NOT want to see Stephanie go, it would have been a super cool twist if the boys had banded against her.... but then they'd really be up shit's creek 'cause they can't win a THING without her, let alone immunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, later hillbilly and keep makin' us proud abs of steel,&lt;br /&gt;Rebecca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11667181-111167079177798735?l=accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/feeds/111167079177798735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11667181&amp;postID=111167079177798735' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/111167079177798735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11667181/posts/default/111167079177798735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accordingtorebecca.blogspot.com/2005/03/gmornin.html' title='G&apos;mornin'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16803743033088593702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
