<?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-7869800</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:43:19.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rants and Rambles by D-Nice</title><subtitle type='html'>27 - married - live happily in AZ - grew up in Bay Area - no little ones..yet - like to party - laughing is fun - dark humored - bored often - ")</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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>88</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869800.post-112723785992523317</id><published>2005-09-20T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T10:37:39.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM</title><content type='html'>going to clean my office&lt;br /&gt;going to finish my classes&lt;br /&gt;going to change last name legally&lt;br /&gt;going to catch up on lingering work hoohaa&lt;br /&gt;going to stop procrastinating&lt;br /&gt;going going going gone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-112723785992523317?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/112723785992523317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=112723785992523317&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/112723785992523317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/112723785992523317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-am.html' title='I AM'/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869800.post-112551804301035336</id><published>2005-08-31T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T17:21:52.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>magic stick</title><content type='html'>It has been 12 days since the magic stick with two blue lines&lt;br /&gt;after a year of one liners, high hopes, sighs, and whines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sweet jelly bean is in my belly and it isn't the fruity kind&lt;br /&gt;It's the Scott &amp; Denise DNA jumble that's always on my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days go by like months until we can meet this little stinker&lt;br /&gt;I feel like my heart is already theirs, hook, line &amp;amp; sinker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little things are slightly different, no coffee, beer or blue cheese&lt;br /&gt;and if I hear something just kinda sad, I ball and flail to my knees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much more is going to change and I couldn't be more happy&lt;br /&gt;to be suckled from my teets and change diapers full of crappy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To stroll around with friends and family giggling at the silly things&lt;br /&gt;like taking a poop face, crooked smiles and widdle diddle wingy dings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be well little teeny one and I promise to keep you safe and fed&lt;br /&gt;until we meet I can just dream of you while we sleep snug in bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all this new love in my life, my heart is so full and thick&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my oh so hospitable uterus and my sweetys magic stick&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-112551804301035336?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/112551804301035336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=112551804301035336&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/112551804301035336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/112551804301035336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2005/08/magic-stick.html' title='magic stick'/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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-7869800.post-112309340043885312</id><published>2005-08-03T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T11:23:20.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>crack bash bonkoooonnngg</title><content type='html'>Hey good folks, we had a wild and wooolly storm here in AZ .. it almost knocked our house over ..seeeeee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flash ------ crackdooorrgg bash bonkoooonnngg grrrummmmkobbleddrrooo..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I suddenly hear another crack .. crack ..crackk... but that was just the bad crackly ankle of my hubs Scooter C stumbling out of bed with squished up sleepy face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I overslept until 9 ish because it looks so dark and stormaroo outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I checked the mail this morning and it was cool out (this time in AZ is usually 105+)!!!!  I grabbed the dog &amp; leash (even though I was wearing a scraggly tank I slept in and old wrinkly skirt I grabbed out of the dirty clothes) and took a stroll with Dixie the dog.  Noone was out .. not a peep in the whole neighborhood .. I felt so free. weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-112309340043885312?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/112309340043885312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=112309340043885312&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/112309340043885312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/112309340043885312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2005/08/crack-bash-bonkoooonnngg.html' title='crack bash bonkoooonnngg'/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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-7869800.post-112249741307039072</id><published>2005-07-27T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T14:00:05.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Internet Acronyms</title><content type='html'>I am going to really try to make these stick on the WWW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am rarely really LOL ...  so let's see ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STS - smirking to self&lt;br /&gt;LOI - laughing on inside&lt;br /&gt;REN - rolling eyes nod&lt;br /&gt;MFN - made funny noise - ex: like you read a funny and you go "mrah!" or "mbugh!" you know what I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;MMN - made me nervous - ex: like someone writes a real emotional or dramatic something and you get nervous for them&lt;br /&gt;MTS - must take shower - like something so wrong that you feel Filthy McDirty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To replace BRB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GGP - Gotta go Pee&lt;br /&gt;SBM - Someone better messaged&lt;br /&gt;YBM - You bore me&lt;br /&gt;AAH - annoyed as hell&lt;br /&gt;OCC - overbearing coworker coming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm.... I will think of more&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-112249741307039072?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/112249741307039072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=112249741307039072&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/112249741307039072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/112249741307039072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2005/07/new-internet-acronyms.html' title='New Internet Acronyms'/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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-7869800.post-110834926591770526</id><published>2005-02-14T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T18:47:45.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day!</title><content type='html'>Love, exciting and new,&lt;br /&gt;Come aboard.&lt;br /&gt;We're expecting you.&lt;br /&gt;Love, life's sweetest reward.&lt;br /&gt;Let it flow,&lt;br /&gt;it floats back to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Love Boat&lt;br /&gt;soon will be making another run.&lt;br /&gt;The Love Boat promises something for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Set a course for adventure,&lt;br /&gt;Your mind on a new romance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love won't hurt anymore&lt;br /&gt;It's an open smile on a friendly shore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Looooove!&lt;br /&gt;Welcome aboard - It's Looooove!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-110834926591770526?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/110834926591770526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=110834926591770526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/110834926591770526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/110834926591770526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2005/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Cindy-Lou</name><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-7869800.post-110183346597326815</id><published>2004-11-30T09:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T09:05:36.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>(Cindy is funny)</title><content type='html'>Hi, I'm Denise. I used to blog. Now I'm &lt;em&gt;much &lt;/em&gt;too busy to be bothered with it. Oh yes, I'm &lt;em&gt;so important.&lt;/em&gt; Please go away. Stop tempting me with your blogs. I'm really not interested. Maybe some day I'll return, if I can &lt;em&gt;possibly&lt;/em&gt; find the time. If you're lucky, I mean. You can hold your breath, but it probably won't do any good. You cannot influence the D. I no longer live by the clock, by the calendar, by the rules. I am wild and free, I have changed my name to Coyote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/1358/320/for%20blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/1358/200/for%20blog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the cute one on the left with the beer in my hand. This slightly drunk lady who appears to be laying on me is Cindy. &lt;a href="http://www.cltalks.blogspot.com/"&gt;She still blogs&lt;/a&gt;. She has nothing better to do with her time, but don't tell her I said that, ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you in 2005!&lt;br /&gt;Love, Coyote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-110183346597326815?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/110183346597326815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=110183346597326815&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/110183346597326815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/110183346597326815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/11/cindy-is-funny.html' title='(Cindy is funny)'/><author><name>Cindy-Lou</name><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-7869800.post-109989410658745073</id><published>2004-11-07T22:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T22:11:35.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>farewell for a while</title><content type='html'>I have to remove any distractions from my day in order to excel at my job and finish my last 10 online classes before I have to pay for them again. I will be saying howdy when I have a new title and certificate in hand. Best wishes fellow bloggers. I look forward to reading you all again in 2005. :) TTFN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109989410658745073?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109989410658745073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109989410658745073&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109989410658745073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109989410658745073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/11/farewell-for-while.html' title='farewell for a while'/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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-7869800.post-109967535554320255</id><published>2004-11-05T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-05T09:22:35.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It looks like I was a child left behind...but read on..</title><content type='html'>I cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdgnieg The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid Aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit a porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Amzanig huh? yaeh and I awlyas thought slpeling was ipmorantt "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109967535554320255?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109967535554320255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109967535554320255&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109967535554320255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109967535554320255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/11/it-looks-like-i-was-child-left.html' title='It looks like I was a child left behind...but read on..'/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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-7869800.post-109954369668355717</id><published>2004-11-03T20:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T20:50:18.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Confusing giggle...hehehe</title><content type='html'>Knock, knock&lt;br /&gt;Who’s there?&lt;br /&gt;There’s a dead old woman in your driveway.&lt;br /&gt;There’s a dead old woman in your driveway who?&lt;br /&gt;No. Seriously. There’s a dead old woman in your driveway. Actually, that’s just my piss-drunk bar slut of a grandmother. She sells toothless mouth love for “mind eraser” shooters at the Tyson’s Mall TGIFriday’s.&lt;br /&gt;Let the whore sleep it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109954369668355717?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109954369668355717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109954369668355717&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109954369668355717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109954369668355717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/11/another-confusing-gigglehehehe.html' title='Another Confusing giggle...hehehe'/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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-7869800.post-109951259533830712</id><published>2004-11-03T13:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T12:09:55.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's have a giggle...join me....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Knock knock&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Who’s there?&lt;br /&gt;Creeping penis.&lt;br /&gt;Creeping penis who?&lt;br /&gt;I’m not crazy, I just need to get off this island. The doctors don’t believe I invented the chocolate éclair. But I did. I’m going to burn them all and drink soup from their skulls! Happy soup! Untie me and I’ll kill you last! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109951259533830712?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109951259533830712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109951259533830712&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109951259533830712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109951259533830712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/11/lets-have-gigglejoin-me.html' title='Let&apos;s have a giggle...join me....'/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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-7869800.post-109942390148887762</id><published>2004-11-02T11:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T11:33:15.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Party</title><content type='html'>This was our 1st Halloween party in AZ. We had about 12 people, which is everyone we know..hehe...it was a good ol' time... but I realized the costumes below may not be easy to figure out. so:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50's couple&lt;br /&gt;Somara from the ring&lt;br /&gt;80s chick&lt;br /&gt;Larry the Cable Guy&lt;br /&gt;Wife beater and abused wife&lt;br /&gt;redneck mullet guy&lt;br /&gt;baseball player&lt;br /&gt;sexy cop&lt;br /&gt;guy in headband&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109942390148887762?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109942390148887762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109942390148887762&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109933441251363254?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109933441251363254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109933441251363254&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109933441251363254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109933441251363254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/11/pics-from-party.html' title='Pics from the Party'/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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-7869800.post-109933423496578498</id><published>2004-11-01T10:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T10:37:14.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TOTALLY 80'S&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/1456/640/MVC-033S.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/1456/320/MVC-033S.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109933423496578498?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869800.post-109933416401097433</id><published>2004-11-01T10:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T10:36:04.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DAD AND ME - SOMARA (THE RING) :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/1456/640/MVC-030S.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/1456/320/MVC-030S.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109933416401097433?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869800.post-109933343733375426</id><published>2004-11-01T10:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T10:23:57.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WIFE BEATER AND WIFE&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/1456/640/MVC-007S.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/1456/320/MVC-007S.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109933343733375426?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869800.post-109933341060573389</id><published>2004-11-01T10:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T10:23:30.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHHHHH&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/1456/640/MVC-024S.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/1456/320/MVC-024S.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109933341060573389?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869800.post-109933336293096479</id><published>2004-11-01T10:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T10:22:42.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LARRY THE CABLE GUY AND MIKE&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/1456/640/MVC-035S.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/1456/320/MVC-035S.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109933336293096479?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869800.post-109933325533844485</id><published>2004-11-01T10:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T10:20:55.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SCARY KITTY...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/1456/640/MVC-002S.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/1456/320/MVC-002S.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109933325533844485?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869800.post-109899888234031973</id><published>2004-10-28T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T14:28:02.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>red rover rambles</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;red rover ... red rover ......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never eat eggs without the yolker&lt;br /&gt;improve my skills at poker&lt;br /&gt;let courtney love smoke her doper&lt;br /&gt;send me a power broker&lt;br /&gt;take my Sunday hangover&lt;br /&gt;bring back re-runs of The Ropers&lt;br /&gt;let the elections be over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109899888234031973?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869800.post-109889858524280100</id><published>2004-10-27T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-27T10:36:25.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>boo!</title><content type='html'>halloween, scary movies, cold beer, cold weather, funny folks, fake blood, flammable wigs, stale candy corn, al caca, little candy, punch bowls, strobe lights, glow in the dark scorpions, old bean dip, thriller, fun fun fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109889858524280100?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109889858524280100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109889858524280100&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109889858524280100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109889858524280100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/10/boo.html' title='boo!'/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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-7869800.post-109880790512827395</id><published>2004-10-26T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T09:25:05.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Scott, his sister Staci &amp; Grandma Rose at her house&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/1456/640/gransma_rose.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/1456/320/gransma_rose.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109880790512827395?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109880790512827395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109880790512827395&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109880790512827395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109880790512827395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/10/scott-his-sister-staci.html' title=''/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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-7869800.post-109880693670409602</id><published>2004-10-26T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T09:08:56.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>85 years for the beloved G-Rose</title><content type='html'>My husbands dear grandma Rose is 85 years old today!  I think of her as my grandma too, she always made me feel a part of the family and now I think I am a real grandkid. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is my idea of a perfect human being.  Everything she does is pure of heart and with only love behind it.  She cooks deliciously, is up at 6:00 a.m. gardening, keeps her house spit spot clean, makes raviolis at easter, cookies at christmas, and has a heart made of platinum and diamonds. &lt;br /&gt;Some people wear those bracelets that say WWJD (what would Jesus do), instead I say WWGD (what would G-Rose do).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we moved from CA to AZ a few years ago, we were really worried what the family would think and especially her.  As it turns out as much as she said she would miss us, she would say the most comforting things so we felt less guilty.  Even being 85 she seems to be able to think of the big picture and of everyone else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always thought when I got older, I can be as stubborn as I want to be because I will have earned it.  Not Grandma Rose, she seems to get wiser and sweeter with age.  We just miss her and love her so.  She is my idol.  Happy Birthday to Grandma Rose and many many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109880693670409602?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109880693670409602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109880693670409602&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109880693670409602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109880693670409602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/10/85-years-for-beloved-g-rose.html' title='85 years for the beloved G-Rose'/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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-7869800.post-109877053425513431</id><published>2004-10-25T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T23:02:14.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I found this is my pic archives.. and cracked up.. I must have sent this to cheer someone up... well it sure made me laugh...hehehe&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/1456/640/cheer_up.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/1456/320/cheer_up.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109877053425513431?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109877053425513431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109877053425513431&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109877053425513431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109877053425513431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-found-this-is-my-pic-archives.html' title=''/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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-7869800.post-109846516818714406</id><published>2004-10-22T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T10:17:22.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my first mini panic attack</title><content type='html'>I had a root canal yesterday and was not at all nervous until the mini drill started zzzzzing and crunching away. My heart started pounding, my vision was all shaky, I felt closterphobic, I wanted to elbow the dentist in his perfect grill and run away. I just knew that any second I was going to feel the worst stabbing horror of pain because I was not numb enough or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that he poked a nerve with the numb needle, and I felt like my cheek was on fire, didn't start things off swimingly. I almost told him to stop so I could take some deep breaths and collect myself. He left the room for a second and I sat up and chilled out. It was just weird because I never ever knew what a panic attack was until yesterday.  I really had to talk myself down from the cliff of panic mountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am embarassed that I am now a "I hate the dentist" person. Oh well, my tooth feels so much better and I don't have to take Motrin every 3 hours anymore. He was kind of cute...hmmmmm maybe I don't hate the dentist at all.... meeeooowww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109846516818714406?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109846516818714406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109846516818714406&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109846516818714406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109846516818714406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/10/my-first-mini-panic-attack.html' title='my first mini panic attack'/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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-7869800.post-109833590960543309</id><published>2004-10-20T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T22:20:13.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am lost!</title><content type='html'>Does anyone else watch the show "Lost"? I am way into it but I don't get it! Does anyone have any theories? I also wonder why noone is sleeping on those cozy little mini pillows they have on planes. It is funny to think of how they have those same in flight magazines to read forever. They are stranded on a friggin island fighting for water and scraps all while perusing the skymall magazine looking at fuzzy ramps for little dogs to climb on the couch more easily. What a pisser! I think I want a pair of gravity defying boots for x-mas. Santa??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109833590960543309?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109833590960543309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109833590960543309&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109833590960543309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109833590960543309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-am-lost.html' title='I am lost!'/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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-7869800.post-109833524997215555</id><published>2004-10-20T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T22:07:29.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is it Mr. Rogers or a wierd husband??&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/1456/640/alulse_jen_feb_02_013.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/1456/320/alulse_jen_feb_02_013.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109833524997215555?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109833524997215555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109833524997215555&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109833524997215555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109833524997215555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/10/is-it-mr.html' title=''/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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-7869800.post-109819156999022469</id><published>2004-10-19T05:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T08:55:41.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't judge a game by it's cover</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Game: &lt;strong&gt;Party 'til you puke&lt;/strong&gt; - a game with no redeeming social values!&lt;br /&gt;We got this game from Stephanie for x-mas 03. Whenever I brought it out to play when we were having a party it scared everyone and we would never play. Well, last weekend we said F it! Let' s party till we puke!!! We didn't puke but instead had oodles and noodles of fun! It has funky "dooable" dares, lots of "take a sips" and drinking orders. The object of the game is to make it through the house (layout of house on board) from the front door to the toilet without landing on such squares as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Locked yourself in the hall closet, lose one turn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Slipped on someones puke, lose one turn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tried to hide puke inside the oven, go back to front door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Caught puking in a first edition copy of war &amp;amp; puke, go back to front door &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just met a great looking person, belch in his/her face or lose one turn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe you're thinking how old is she playing this childish frat game? Well I am 26 and I don't give a darn because I laughed my ass off and you should too!! When I opened the box to type in some of the square verbage I found ashes, and bottlecaps in the box. See, I told you it was a fun game .. hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109819156999022469?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109819156999022469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109819156999022469&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109819156999022469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109819156999022469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/10/dont-judge-game-by-its-cover.html' title='Don&apos;t judge a game by it&apos;s cover'/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869800.post-109819068279489194</id><published>2004-10-19T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T08:48:58.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Drink till we puke!  Scott &amp; Stephanie&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/1456/640/MVC-011S.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/1456/320/MVC-011S.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109819068279489194?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109819068279489194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109819068279489194&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109819068279489194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109819068279489194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/10/drink-till-we-puke-scott-stephanie.html' title=''/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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-7869800.post-109811628548274623</id><published>2004-10-18T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T09:18:05.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun times</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This weekend when Stephanie came to visit, we had as awesome time:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Made a delicious dinner despite the urge to just forget it and drink beer for dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Played the game "Drink till you puke" .  Did a bunch of funky dares and took tons of funny pictures (which I will be posting throughout the week)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Played mini pooland I mini lost when I scratched on the mini 8 ball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Did a photoshoot with my crazy wig &amp; hat collection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;went to bed - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;woke up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Made pancakes &amp;amp; eggs for breakfast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Made Chicken pasta salad and artichokes for lunch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Saw Friday Night Lights at the picture show.. good movie.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Went to Victorias Secret, they are have a buy 7 lotion, sprays, scrubs etc. for $35 and also get a free body scrub.  So that is a steal!  I stocked up on Love Spell, Strawberries &amp; Champagne and Pear Glace for old times sake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rented Soul Train..hehehe.. what a goofball movie, but pretty funny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ordered Pizza and ate candy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Laughed, talked and just had a nice time visiting :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks for coming Steph it was a blast, talk to you soon :)  Love ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109811628548274623?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109811628548274623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109811628548274623&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109811628548274623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109811628548274623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/10/fun-times.html' title='Fun times'/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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-7869800.post-109807439408496439</id><published>2004-10-17T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T21:39:54.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Scott, me and Steph, after the 9 beers and 5 shots.. gotta love the drunken party hats :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/1456/640/MVC-029S.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/1456/320/MVC-029S.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109807439408496439?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109807439408496439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109807439408496439&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109807439408496439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109807439408496439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/10/scott-me-and-steph-after-9-beers-and-5_17.html' title=''/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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-7869800.post-109786048678149442</id><published>2004-10-15T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T10:46:58.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scottinese</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hahaha.. I was just singing that "how far is heaven song" to Scott (hubby) and he says "stop singing los limus boys" and that reminded me of all the words he got wrong over the years and I don't correct him because it is funny and he's so handsome:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall = shaw&lt;br /&gt;orange = oranch&lt;br /&gt;Our friends baby Gabriel = George&lt;br /&gt;Aloe Vera = Aloy Vera&lt;br /&gt;Dinty Moore Stew = Demi Moore Stew&lt;br /&gt;Panda Express = Panda Bear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know he has more but that is all I can think of. I think 1/2 the time he does it on purpose to make me laugh but either way I love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109786048678149442?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109786048678149442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109786048678149442&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109786048678149442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109786048678149442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/10/scottinese.html' title='Scottinese'/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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-7869800.post-109781064665056857</id><published>2004-10-14T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T20:24:06.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hangin with my fam</title><content type='html'>My sister is coming to AZ this weekend to hang out and visit with us.  I am looking forward to some belly laughs and grub sessions.  My mom, her and myself are all very different and crazy in our own special way but when we get together we have fun laughing and seeing the familar smile we all share on our face.   I am sure come Monday I will have a pic and a tale to tell.   The below pic was Christmas dinner a couple years ago.. it was simply delicious.  I think she should take over domestic divaness since Martha is Chewing on steel...hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109781064665056857?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109781064665056857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109781064665056857&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109781064665056857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109781064665056857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/10/hangin-with-my-fam.html' title='Hangin with my fam'/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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-7869800.post-109781024789241513</id><published>2004-10-14T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T20:17:27.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Martha ... I mean my sis Stephanie&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/1456/640/AUT_0109.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/1456/320/AUT_0109.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109781024789241513?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109781024789241513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109781024789241513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109781024789241513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109781024789241513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/10/martha.html' title=''/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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-7869800.post-109770152054980446</id><published>2004-10-13T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T14:08:30.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Roomies</title><content type='html'>We got our 1 1/2 year old beta fish Ralphy a roommate, Bon Jovi, he is metallic and looks like a rocker. We had to get a special tank that has a divider because beta fish (aka Japanese fighting fish) will kill each other. This tank is cool because you can lift up the colored divider and only the clear divider remains so they puff up and get all angry and fluffy. I really enjoy all my fish, when our first beta, Rosario, passed away I held a candle as we flushed her to the other side. We have a 10 gallon tank that holds, Butters, Spaz and Alvin and you can kind of see their pad on the far right of the pic. :)&lt;br /&gt;PS: If you look to the far left you see Scott walking around in his boxers..hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109770152054980446?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109770152054980446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109770152054980446&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109770152054980446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109770152054980446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/10/roomies.html' title='Roomies'/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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-7869800.post-109770102750576677</id><published>2004-10-13T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T13:57:07.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bon Jovi &amp; Ralphy&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/1456/640/AUT_0301.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/1456/320/AUT_0301.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109770102750576677?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109770102750576677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109770102750576677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109770102750576677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109770102750576677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/10/bon-jovi.html' title=''/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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-7869800.post-109769186908966477</id><published>2004-10-13T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T11:26:04.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Food is Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Yesterday my cats (Phoebe &amp;amp; Jacky) were running around meowing and fighting all because their crunchies were gone and they were hungry and grumpy. My Dog (Dixie) was begging and being so annoying because she also had no food to fill her bowl. My husband kept reminding me of the Top Ramen he was forced to eat and how all he had in his lunch was stale cheeze its and a granola bar. So I finally got to the grocery last night and brought home food for everyone. I filled up bowls of crunchies, kibble and golden grahams and I swear the house was singing with happiness. The cats were rubbing all over me, Dixie was sleeping with a smile on her face and my hubby was on his 3rd bowl of cereal just happy as could be. Oh dear :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109769186908966477?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109769186908966477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109769186908966477&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109769186908966477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109769186908966477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/10/food-is-love.html' title='Food is Love'/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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-7869800.post-109743832533904982</id><published>2004-10-10T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T11:33:04.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bi-partisan Movie Rentals</title><content type='html'>We went to Hollywood video and rented two movies telling both sides. It was very interesting, I highly recommend it. The race for president is SPANDEX tight!  Vote or DIE!!!! hehehe ... P-Diddy scares the crap out of me .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.overstock.com/cgi-bin/d2.cgi?PAGE=PROFRAME&amp;PROD_ID=881798&amp;amp;TID=911DVD&amp;IID=PRO:881798"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fahren&lt;strong&gt;heit&lt;/strong&gt; 9/11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.overstock.com/cgi-bin/d2.cgi?PAGE=PROFRAME&amp;amp;amp;PROD_ID=997495&amp;TID=911DVD&amp;amp;IID=PRO:997495"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fahren&lt;strong&gt;hype&lt;/strong&gt; 9/11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109743832533904982?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109743832533904982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109743832533904982&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109743832533904982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109743832533904982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/10/bi-partisan-movie-rentals.html' title='Bi-partisan Movie Rentals'/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869800.post-109734835694382863</id><published>2004-10-09T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T10:48:31.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weddings</title><content type='html'>I was just chatting with a friend about weddings and since I have been in three this last year (pics below) they have been a big part of my life. After chatting I came the this conclusion, Weddings:&lt;br /&gt;Bring together freinds &amp; family&lt;br /&gt;Can bring out the weird in some people&lt;br /&gt;Make little girls want to be a gorgeous bride someday&lt;br /&gt;Make some single people hopeful for their turn&lt;br /&gt;Make already married couples rekindle the warm fuzzy love &amp;amp; memories from their day&lt;br /&gt;Make the parents cry with happiness as they watch thier cubs all grown up&lt;br /&gt;Make older folks remember the good old days&lt;br /&gt;Make the bridesmaids want to hit the bar, food and take those shoes off (me totally)&lt;br /&gt;Make the "couple to be "want to go on their honeymoom and do it..do it..do it..&lt;br /&gt;Weddings are so many things for everyone and even with all the fandango it takes to have the big day, ya gotta love em! I love ... love...&lt;br /&gt;I am having having a corny moment... hope everyone is having a good weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109734835694382863?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109734835694382863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109734835694382863&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109734835694382863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109734835694382863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/10/weddings.html' title='Weddings'/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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-7869800.post-109734760391152785</id><published>2004-10-09T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T11:46:43.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jen &amp; Geoffs wedding last weekend :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/1456/640/IMG_1285.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/1456/200/IMG_1285.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109734760391152785?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109734760391152785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109734760391152785&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109734760391152785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109734760391152785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/10/jen.html' title=''/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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-7869800.post-109734673861860018</id><published>2004-10-09T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T11:47:33.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Staci (my cool sister on law) &amp; Johns wedding in July &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/1456/640/fe43.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/1456/200/fe43.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109734673861860018?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109734673861860018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109734673861860018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109734673861860018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109734673861860018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/10/staci-my-cool-sister-on-law-johns.html' title=''/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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-7869800.post-109734665267985356</id><published>2004-10-09T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T11:30:52.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ellen, Tomo &amp; Tysons Wedding in May&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/1456/640/DSC05137.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/1456/200/DSC05137.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109734665267985356?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109734665267985356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109734665267985356&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109734665267985356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109734665267985356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/10/ellen-tomo.html' title=''/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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-7869800.post-109734659995009838</id><published>2004-10-09T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T11:48:27.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Our Wedding ...awww... June 2002 (I had slim picking on digi pics and was to lazy to scan the real ones..) &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/1456/640/108-0802_IMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/1456/200/108-0802_IMG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109734659995009838?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109734659995009838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109734659995009838&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109734659995009838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109734659995009838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/10/our-wedding.html' title=''/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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-7869800.post-109719994783554976</id><published>2004-10-07T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-07T18:45:47.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dahber (on top) and our dog Dixie playing long time&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/1456/640/AUT_0238.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/1456/320/AUT_0238.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109719994783554976?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109719994783554976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109719994783554976&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109719994783554976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109719994783554976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/10/dahber-on-top-and-our-dog-dixie.html' title=''/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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-7869800.post-109719820758383448</id><published>2004-10-07T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-07T18:16:47.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hubby with the kids... aww minus the orange kitty Phoebe and the fish&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/1456/640/AUT_0117.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/1456/320/AUT_0117.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109719820758383448?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109719820758383448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109719820758383448&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109719820758383448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109719820758383448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/10/hubby-with-kids.html' title=''/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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-7869800.post-109719757313282029</id><published>2004-10-07T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-07T18:06:13.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dahber's (our doggy houseguest) latest victim..he.he..he&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/1456/640/AUT_0252.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/1456/320/AUT_0252.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109719757313282029?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109719757313282029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109719757313282029&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109719757313282029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109719757313282029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/10/dahbers-our-doggy-houseguest-latest.html' title=''/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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-7869800.post-109719100846965833</id><published>2004-10-07T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-07T21:55:58.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ceiva!!</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to devote a post to the awesome new gadget called "&lt;a href="http://www.ceiva.com/index.jsp"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ceiva&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"we got it for his folks in CA. Since my hubby and I live in AZ, they don't get to see the everyday goings on with us. It is a digital frame that plugs into a phone line and allows family and friends to send pictures directly to the frame for the frame owner to enjoy. Below are some examples of the pics we send. I recommend this for anyone with loved ones far away. It is really cool and makes being far away a little easier. Go get one now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;We are dog sitting for our newlywed friends in Tahiti and the doggy destroys all toys in his power, so we send pics of each one of his victims of the day (little chick with stuffing all over, cat toys with bellys missing).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pics of the new faucet my guy, their son, installed&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pics of "China Pie" dinner I cooked (his moms good ol' recipe)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pics of weddings and family events from the last years&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pics of the cats and dogs playing all delicious&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pics of them from their past visits so maybe they will visit again soon :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109719100846965833?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109719100846965833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109719100846965833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109719100846965833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109719100846965833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/10/ceiva.html' title='Ceiva!!'/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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-7869800.post-109702143602539855</id><published>2004-10-05T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T17:12:23.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>woowee</title><content type='html'>I totally accomplished a bunch of todo's that were getting me down (see last blog entry). I get so everwhelmed with things I need to do, that I get in a funk and cannot seem to do a damn thing. Today I just said, I am going to one thing and then once I got started I kept going. I have to remember this the next time I got funk. It also helps when you have a cool new CD your fwend made you and you rock out while taking care of biz.....thanks fwend :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala...we're in fast car...cross the border and into the city.....dodedodo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109702143602539855?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109702143602539855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109702143602539855&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109702143602539855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109702143602539855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/10/woowee.html' title='woowee'/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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-7869800.post-109699987735523782</id><published>2004-10-05T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T11:11:17.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>got funk?</title><content type='html'>Feeling kinda funky....&lt;br /&gt;can't even laugh at a monkey....&lt;br /&gt;feeling sorry for myself with no shame&lt;br /&gt;whining is lame&lt;br /&gt;gotta work, clean, move, and never stop&lt;br /&gt;but my bed is where I want to flop&lt;br /&gt;snap out of it, drink some coffee, get some sun&lt;br /&gt;I know I will feel better when I am all done&lt;br /&gt;fucko..fucko...fucko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109699987735523782?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109699987735523782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109699987735523782&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109699987735523782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109699987735523782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/10/got-funk.html' title='got funk?'/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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-7869800.post-109640607654151222</id><published>2004-09-28T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T14:14:36.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Quote!</title><content type='html'>Things turn out best for the people who make the best of the way things turn out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109640607654151222?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109640607654151222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109640607654151222&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109640607654151222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109640607654151222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/09/good-quote.html' title='Good Quote!'/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869800.post-109639870083235269</id><published>2004-09-28T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T12:19:38.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Slang is The Most!</title><content type='html'>Fridge - &lt;strong&gt;Icebox&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie Theatre - &lt;strong&gt;Picture Show&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk&lt;strong&gt; - blotto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pack of cigarettes - &lt;strong&gt;hope chest&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bar -&lt;strong&gt; juice joint or speakeasy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liberal - &lt;strong&gt;pinko&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Shakes - &lt;strong&gt;screaming meemies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a drink - &lt;strong&gt;Bend an elbow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;real tough guy, dangerous man - &lt;strong&gt;Curly wolf&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big party with lots of dancing and excitement. - &lt;strong&gt;Fandango &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jail - &lt;strong&gt;Hoosegow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Child -&lt;strong&gt; Ankle-biter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really funny - &lt;strong&gt;Big Tickle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A great thing or place; Happy - &lt;strong&gt;Fat City&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more cool sayings... from this &lt;a href="http://home.earthlink.net/~dlarkins/slang-pg.htm"&gt;"old jazz slang site"&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://freepages.genealogy.rootsweb.com/~poindexterfamily/OldWestSlang.html"&gt;Old West Slang&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.mvhsdrama.com/50sSlang.htm"&gt;50s slang&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I have to go see a man about a dog."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I've got to leave now," often meaning to go buy whiskey.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Now you're on the trolley!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now you've got it, now you're right.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"putting on the ritz"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;after the Ritz Hotel in Paris; doing something in high style.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shoot, Luke, or give up the gun&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;shit or get off the pot, do it or quit talking about it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What's buzzin, cuzzin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What's new?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a sample usage:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's buzzin, cuzzin??  You cats are realling putting on the ritz!  Wedding showers are always a big tickle!!  Before the fandango we have to make sure we go see a man about a dog and get me a hope chest.  I hope to bend an elbow and get real blotto, that would be fat city!  "Now you're on the trolley!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109639870083235269?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109639870083235269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109639870083235269&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109639870083235269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109639870083235269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/09/old-slang-is-most.html' title='Old Slang is The Most!'/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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-7869800.post-109630803829941623</id><published>2004-09-27T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T11:00:38.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>be kind to eachother....</title><content type='html'>When I am a mommy of two or four I am going to tell them that every morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.... random thought of the day ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109630803829941623?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109630803829941623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109630803829941623&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109630803829941623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109630803829941623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/09/be-kind-to-eachother.html' title='be kind to eachother....'/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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-7869800.post-109630544149652562</id><published>2004-09-27T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T10:17:21.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bumpin'</title><content type='html'>When I was in high school I use to have a whole big speaker system in my car and beat out all kinds of hip hop, rock or whatever my ears loved.  It brought me so much joy to hear my fave tunes so loud and clear.  As I have gotten older and changed cars a few times I never really had another good system like that again.  I thought to myself, I am older now and do not need to be thumping down my neighborhood...hum..drum..boring me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, yesterday our friend Mickey put it my old system in our Jeep and we are so beating out!!  My hubby does not even like rap/r&amp;b so much but he likes to hear it bump now! :)  It is such a treat to get in your car and feel like you are up at the club :)  I wanted to give a big blog thank you to Mickey for bringing back a little peice of my fun old coming of age self!  I love it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109630544149652562?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109630544149652562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109630544149652562&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109630544149652562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109630544149652562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/09/bumpin.html' title='Bumpin&apos;'/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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-7869800.post-109583384002511532</id><published>2004-09-21T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-21T23:20:18.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Seizure</title><content type='html'>My dog, Dixie (&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/dkcorreia/MVC-009F.JPG"&gt;click here to see pic&lt;/a&gt;), had her 2nd seizure today! We've had her over two years and this is the second time it has happened. It is so sad, she walked into my office, flops down next to my chair, paddling her feet, her body shaking and her big brown eyes look so scared. All I can do is pet her tell her she is a good girl. Even through her whole body seizing, I can tell she still likes to get her butt scratched, she kind if lifted her leg when I scratched her..hehe. It passed after a couple minutes and she was her sweet, gentle self again prancing all about the place. I sometimes forget how needy dogs are compared to cats. When my cats get sick they hide and want to be alone, but dogs want comfort from their person. I really felt like her mommy, she totally came in here to get help. This whole "dog love" is still new to me, I was not a fan of dogs at ALL until we got her and it still suprises me how they love us humans so doggon' much :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Random Note 1:&lt;/strong&gt; Did anyone see John Travolta crying his ass off on Oprah yesterday... hhoooaa... I dig his movies, but that was hard to watch... wah..wah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Random Note 2:&lt;/strong&gt; Jon Stewart was on some show and talking about John Edwards (John Kerry's VP candidate...young innocent looking fellow) and Jon Stewart said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I feel so bad for John Edwards, he is so fresh and new and the political machine is going to chew him up and spit him out... I just wanna say, &lt;strong&gt;stay gold pony boy&lt;/strong&gt;!"..hehehe.. I thought Cindy Lou... would like that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109583384002511532?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109583384002511532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109583384002511532&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109583384002511532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109583384002511532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/09/little-seizure.html' title='Little Seizure'/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869800.post-109544924121581479</id><published>2004-09-17T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-17T12:27:21.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Now One of Those People</title><content type='html'>Do you ever wonder who those freaks are who write in to TV shows with complaints or grievances?  I used to wonder that same thing, and now I am one of those people!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so upset with the &lt;a href="http://www.techcentralstation.com/091004G.html"&gt;60 Minutes/MemoGate controversy &lt;/a&gt;I actually e-mailed the show!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am half embarassed but it did make me feel better... I feel so strange about it.   Bloggers Revolt!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109544924121581479?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109544924121581479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109544924121581479&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109544924121581479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109544924121581479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/09/i-am-now-one-of-those-people.html' title='I Am Now One of Those People'/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869800.post-109540363259267043</id><published>2004-09-16T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-17T00:30:45.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Phrase / Conan / Jive</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crop-Dusting:&lt;/strong&gt; When you walk and blow ass (fart) and just let it trail behind.... hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Conan O'Brian&lt;/strong&gt; is 100% always on point to my sense of humor. Every comment, gesture, face, dance, and mumble is scary, bone chillingly funny....keep cool my babies....hugh??... meow..hiss...preparation H man....masturbating bear.... gotta love the Cone Dog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I used to play with this thing called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://rinkworks.com/dialect/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Dialectizer&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;this a few years ago and I found it again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You type regular text, choose your dialect of choice (jive, redneck, hacker, moron), press a button and it will translate it. Below is an exerpt of Martha Stewart bloviating at her press conference, but in jive speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I's gots'ta be real sad knowin' ah' gots'ta miss de holiday season," Ms. Stewart said at some hastily called news conference, tickin' off Halloween, Danksgivin' and Christmas as celebrashuns she gots'ta t'observe behind bars. "And ah' gots'ta miss all uh my pets - mah' two beloved, fun-lovin' dogs, mah' seven lively cats, mah' kinaries, mah' ho'ses and even mah' chickens. It's odd whut becomes uh immense impo'tance when one realizes one's freedom be about t'be curtailed."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109540363259267043?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109540363259267043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109540363259267043&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109540363259267043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109540363259267043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/09/new-phrase-conan-jive.html' title='New Phrase / Conan / Jive'/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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-7869800.post-109527395211423637</id><published>2004-09-15T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-15T12:41:08.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture This Y'all</title><content type='html'>This whole last week I have switched my obsession from blogging to my personal photo collection. I have been organizing, (friends, my family, his family, our little family) getting reprints, albuming, and framing my ass off. I am in love with my pictures! It is so satisfying to put an album together from early photos to recent photos and see how great my life was and is! That saying is so true, "you can't see the forest from the trees". I can talk about past times and reminisce and love the memories but when I see photos &lt;em&gt;it just takes me to that place&lt;/em&gt; (literally) .. hehe. In some ways it makes me nostalgic for friends that are in pics that are no longer close, but then also so heartwarmed to see friends who have been in almost every single pic, past and present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;urge&lt;/span&gt; everyone to get out their pics &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;today&lt;/span&gt;, put them in frames, put them in albums and take a &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt; look at all the &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;great&lt;/span&gt; times in your &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;life&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;.... NOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember this quote from Just Married with Ashton Kutcher &amp;amp; Britney Murphy and his dad says "photo albums only show the good times". That is so true but I think that is how our human mind works anyway. As time goes on the good memories take over the bad ones. It would be so funny if we took pictures at funerals, hospital recovery rooms, or in the middle of fights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another fun thing is to see pictures of yourself at a party or on vacation that you don't quite recall yourself because you were buzzed or what not. That is awesome because it is a memory you would not have if it wasn't for that darn picture. Or when you see a picture of a lame ass party and everyone looks all hella fun… like…bored….humdrum…..glare… whistle….(say cheese)….yeah!…hahahah!…happy…fun….. CHEESE!….woohooo! …. (flash)…. whistle…. bored….. humdrum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109527395211423637?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109527395211423637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109527395211423637&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109527395211423637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109527395211423637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/09/picture-this-yall.html' title='Picture This Y&apos;all'/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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-7869800.post-109518862014608559</id><published>2004-09-14T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-14T12:03:40.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Hollywood Tidbits</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;NEWS IN BRIEF - E ONLINE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;YEE-HAW! Jessica Simpson officially cast as Daisy Duke in a big-screen version of TV's The Dukes of Hazzard, according to the Hollywood Reporter. Seann William Scott and Johnny Knoxville will play Bo and Luke Duke respectively. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I totally will go see that!  I wonder who is goint to play Rosco, Flash and Boss Hog...hmmm I think Rosco should be George Bush, Boss hog should be Ted Kennedy and Flash should be Paris's dog tinkerbell..... yeah that's the ticket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;SAY THAT AGAIN: "You're Fired!" "Mess O' Potamia," "Girlie Men," and "wardrobe malfunction," topping the list of television's favorite buzzword phrases issued for the 2003-2004 season by Global Language Monitor, a group which keeps track of word use.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I also like "love's it" and "that's hot" coined by Paris &amp; Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109518862014608559?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109518862014608559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109518862014608559&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109518862014608559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109518862014608559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/09/some-hollywood-tidbits.html' title='Some Hollywood Tidbits'/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869800.post-109484247806854143</id><published>2004-09-10T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T12:30:52.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>13 things about me - right now!</title><content type='html'>1) I have not showered yet&lt;br /&gt;2) I am hungry&lt;br /&gt;3) My upper back is sore&lt;br /&gt;4) My hair looks like Charlize in "Monster" ...so hot!...&lt;br /&gt;5) My hubbys off work today playing MS Flight Simulator with headphones on...heheheheha&lt;br /&gt;6) Our dog has no food&lt;br /&gt;7) I am on low ovulation&lt;br /&gt;8) We are waiting to hear back about a home equity line of credit&lt;br /&gt;9) It is 100 degrees in good ol' AZ ... swamp ass factor of 3&lt;br /&gt;10) The "lil homie" dolls on my desk got all messed up from my cat playing with them&lt;br /&gt;11) I am watching FOX news&lt;br /&gt;12) I am still beside myself after watching this so sad HBO documentary on Chernobyl&lt;br /&gt;13) I also can't wait until the next apprentice episode ... the Donald is so peculiar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...after reading my own post I sound like an unemployed slob... I work from home for a company doing graphic design and boring tech drawings... I am pretty slobbish though...  :) so kidding ... I am smokin' hot 24/7!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109484247806854143?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109484247806854143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109484247806854143&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109484247806854143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109484247806854143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/09/13-things-about-me-right-now.html' title='13 things about me - right now!'/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869800.post-109475676619813143</id><published>2004-09-09T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T14:07:54.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Karma &amp; Limerick</title><content type='html'>What goes around comes around. I totally 100% beleive in this.&lt;br /&gt;That rude person on Cindy-Lou's blog is due for some major trips, falls, traffic violations, and bank fees.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a poem I came across with Anonymous in mind ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a young man from Belgrade&lt;br /&gt;Who kept a dead whore in a cave&lt;br /&gt;He said "I admit&lt;br /&gt;I'm a bit of a shit&lt;br /&gt;But think of the money I save!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109475676619813143?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109475676619813143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109475676619813143&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109475676619813143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109475676619813143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/09/karma-limerick.html' title='Karma &amp; Limerick'/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869800.post-109458893246145699</id><published>2004-09-07T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-07T13:28:52.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Biggest Myth - BUSTED</title><content type='html'>You CAN bring food and drinks (no glass) into the movie theatre!  All these years I went to extreme lengths to sneak candy and bottles of soda under my shirt, down my pants, and stuffed in my purse.  My mom used to sneak hot dogs (from home), bags of popped corn (from home), and a six back of beer into the movies.  We must have looked like so odd bringing giant luggage sized bags in to see Rocky.   Well yesterday we go to the picture show and my friends fiance' says he goes in with bags of goodies and sacks of McDonalds all the time!  So I was still nervous and stuffed our Candy in my purse but I held our waters with confidence and fearlessness and we got in!!  I love this country!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109458893246145699?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109458893246145699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109458893246145699&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109458893246145699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109458893246145699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/09/biggest-myth-busted.html' title='The Biggest Myth - BUSTED'/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869800.post-109423770829779645</id><published>2004-09-03T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T11:58:07.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Homies on the block again....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I am just re-posting this... because I am so amused by myself...TGIF !!!! Rollin'on dubs.....&amp;amp; stuff....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was inspired by blogs about homies and that funny ass cat blog by Dane. Click on this link to check out my creation ... my husband accused me of having too much free time.. whatev.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/dkcorreia/homies.htm"&gt;http://www.geocities.com/dkcorreia/homies.htm&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109423770829779645?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109423770829779645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109423770829779645&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109423770829779645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109423770829779645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/09/homies-on-block-again.html' title='Homies on the block again....'/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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-7869800.post-109416490547402483</id><published>2004-09-02T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T15:44:51.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A song with some tips for the ladies</title><content type='html'>These song lyryics are &lt;strong&gt;hilarious&lt;/strong&gt; and... like a "how to" of sorts..... hehe&lt;br /&gt;... I think she is telling how to do it doggy style??? what do you think???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christina Milian f/ Fabolous&lt;br /&gt;Title : Dip It Low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're gettin' bold, he's growin' cold&lt;br /&gt;It's just the symptoms of young love growin' old&lt;br /&gt;You think it's done&lt;br /&gt;Then you're thinkin' of leavin', but give it time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's late at night, he's comin' home&lt;br /&gt;Meet him at the door with nothin' on&lt;br /&gt;Take him by the hand, let him know what's on&lt;br /&gt;If you understand me up and move&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my ladies wind it up&lt;br /&gt;If you know just how to move (Ooh...hoo...hoo...)&lt;br /&gt;All my fellas jump behind&lt;br /&gt;And show her what you wanna do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dip it low, pick it up slow (Oh)&lt;br /&gt;Roll it all around, poke it out, let your back roll&lt;br /&gt;Pop, pop, pop that thang&lt;br /&gt;I'mma show you how to make your man say, "Oh"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, uhYeah, uhBaby girl,&lt;br /&gt;I want you to pop, pop, pop that thang&lt;br /&gt;I might stop to shop and cop you things&lt;br /&gt;You know I drop the top and hop that thang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I stop my bop to pop my thing&lt;br /&gt;You sure know how to make a man say, "Oh"&lt;br /&gt;And how in the world can a man say, "No"&lt;br /&gt;When you wind it up on a wall, wind it up like a doll&lt;br /&gt;And you know I'm Bacardi, lime it up till you fall&lt;br /&gt;Haul it up till you fall&lt;br /&gt;And have those other chicks throwin' vomit up&lt;br /&gt;When they can't find it up in the mall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like most men I love to catch up with a model&lt;br /&gt;But I ain't used to movin' slow like ketchup in abottle&lt;br /&gt;And the best things come to those who wait for it&lt;br /&gt;But I'mma be straight for before it's too late for it&lt;br /&gt;I want you to Dip it low, pick it up slow&lt;br /&gt;Roll it all around, poke it out and make me say, "Oh"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109416490547402483?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109416490547402483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109416490547402483&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109416490547402483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109416490547402483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/09/song-with-some-tips-for-ladies.html' title='A song with some tips for the ladies'/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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-7869800.post-109416149461131463</id><published>2004-09-02T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T14:44:54.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Decor tip I have needed for years!!</title><content type='html'>Go for a picture or a group of pictures that covers no more than two-thirds of the object over which it hangs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make sure that a picture, tapestry or group of pictures fills at least half of the wall space above a piece of furniture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art should be hung about twelve inches higher than a piece of furniture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109416149461131463?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109416149461131463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109416149461131463&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109416149461131463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109416149461131463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/09/decor-tip-i-have-needed-for-years.html' title='Decor tip I have needed for years!!'/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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-7869800.post-109407690051461324</id><published>2004-09-01T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T17:31:57.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Homies on the Block</title><content type='html'>I was inspired by blogs about homies and that funny ass cat blog by Dane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click on this link to check out my creation ... my husband accused me of having too much free time.. whatev..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/dkcorreia/homies.htm"&gt;http://www.geocities.com/dkcorreia/homies.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109407690051461324?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869800.post-109405292736039827</id><published>2004-09-01T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T08:56:44.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good ol' "Deep Thoughts" by Jack Handey</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I actually have some of these quotes printed against a green background and framed in our guest room. hehehe... I want his mind for my own...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; believe in making the world safe for our children, but not our children's children, because I don't think children should be having sex. - Jack Handey (aka Jack Handy) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;As we were driving, we saw a sign that said "Watch for Rocks." Marta said it should read "Watch for Pretty Rocks." I told her she should write in her suggestion to the highway department, but she started saying it was a joke - just to get out of writing a simple letter! And I thought I was lazy! - Jack Handey (aka Jack Handy)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;If you're a cowboy and you're dragging a guy behind your horse, I bet it would really make you mad if you looked back and the guy was reading a magazine. - Jack Handey (aka Jack Handy)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I wish outer space guys would conquer the Earth and make people their pets, because I'd like to have one of those little beds with my name on it. - Jack Handey (aka Jack Handy) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Better not take a dog on the space shuttle, because if he sticks his head out when you're coming home his face might burn up. - Jack Handey (aka Jack Handy)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For more deep thoughts .. click here...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.archive.org/web/20021017021255/www.hutchville.com/jack_handey.shtml"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://web.archive.org/web/20021017021255/www.hutchville.com/jack_handey.shtml&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109405292736039827?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109405292736039827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109405292736039827&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109405292736039827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109405292736039827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/09/good-ol-deep-thoughts-by-jack-handey.html' title='Good ol&apos; &quot;Deep Thoughts&quot; by Jack Handey'/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869800.post-109397846620480530</id><published>2004-08-31T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-31T11:58:31.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Square Dancing Patty Cake Patriots</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;This was the funniest!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, on C-span you can see the entire Republican convention start to finish with no commentary or anything in the way. Well, they flash the audience and all people hooting it up and they focus in on this one old couple in their 60s .. this is how it went down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The couple is facing each other shaking their hips and arms in the aisle wearing matching flag themed square dancing outfits (I think) and they notice they are on camera....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;(oh dear... we gonna be on the picture box)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They get all flustered and excited and start dancing a little wilder and more animated, all the while, side eye-balling the camera...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;(yippeee hunny..let's show em')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They suddenly incorporate some kind of patty cake clapping moves into the routine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;(hugh?)..down by the banks of the hanky panky.. where the bull frogs jump from bank to bank..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old man does not seem to know this clap sequence and they keep missing and hitting each other...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;(help)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of stopping, they furiously try to get in synch and flail their hands faster and faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;(slap, clap, flip, thump...whack)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hands are randomly hitting and missing violently and their heads are pulled back in fear of being smacked.. and then ......&lt;br /&gt;cut to the Ohio delegation... thank goodness... I was crying with laughter and almost lost my bladder control...it was great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109397846620480530?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109397846620480530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109397846620480530&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109397846620480530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109397846620480530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/08/square-dancing-patty-cake-patriots.html' title='Square Dancing Patty Cake Patriots'/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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-7869800.post-109397228885389240</id><published>2004-08-31T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-31T11:56:53.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RNC:  I know .. I know.. but I had to share </title><content type='html'>This is the best explanation on the war on terra (as Bushy says) I have heard yet... I totally don't want to spark a debate, I think it is just good info... I promise I won't make a habit of this... hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Excerpt of Rudy Giuliani's Speech last night at the convention&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terrorism did not start on September 11, 2001. It had been festering for many years.&lt;br /&gt;And the world had created a response to it that allowed it to succeed. The attack on the Israeli team at the Munich Olympics was in 1972. And the pattern had already begun.&lt;br /&gt;The three surviving terrorists were arrested and within two months released by the German government.&lt;br /&gt;Action like this became the rule, not the exception. Terrorists came to learn they could attack and often not face consequences.&lt;br /&gt;In 1985, terrorists attacked the Achille Lauro and murdered an American citizen who was in a wheelchair, Leon Klinghoffer.&lt;br /&gt;They marked him for murder solely because he was Jewish.&lt;br /&gt;Some of those terrorist were released and some of the remaining terrorists allowed to escape by the Italian government because of fear of reprisals.&lt;br /&gt;So terrorists learned they could intimidate the world community and too often the response, particularly in Europe, was "accommodation, appeasement and compromise."&lt;br /&gt;And worse the terrorists also learned that their cause would be taken more seriously, almost in direct proportion to the barbarity of the attack.&lt;br /&gt;Terrorist acts became a ticket to the international bargaining table.&lt;br /&gt;How else to explain Yasser Arafat winning the Nobel Peace Prize when he was supporting a terrorist plague in the Middle East that undermined any chance of peace?&lt;br /&gt;Before September 11, we were living with an unrealistic view of the world much like our observing Europe appease Hitler or trying to accommodate ourselves to peaceful co-existence with the Soviet Union through mutually assured destruction.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;In any plan to destroy global terrorism, removing Saddam Hussein needed to be accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, I believed then and I believe now that Saddam Hussein, who supported global terrorism, slaughtered hundreds of thousands of his own people, permitted horrific atrocities against women, and used weapons of mass destruction, was himself a weapon of mass destruction.&lt;br /&gt;But the reasons for removing Saddam Hussein were based on issues even broader than just the presence of weapons of mass destruction.&lt;br /&gt;To liberate people, give them a chance for accountable, decent government and rid the world of a pillar of support for global terrorism is something for which all those involved from President Bush to the brave men and women of our armed forces should be proud.&lt;br /&gt;President Bush has also focused on the correct long-term answer for the violence and hatred emerging from the Middle East. The hatred and anger in the Middle East arises from the lack of accountable governments.&lt;br /&gt;Rather than trying to grant more freedom, create more income, improve education and basic health care, these governments deflect their own failures by pointing to America and Israel and other external scapegoats.&lt;br /&gt;But blaming these scapegoats does not improve the life of a single person in the Arab world. It does not relieve the plight of even one woman in Iran.&lt;br /&gt;It does not give a decent living to a single soul in Syria. It certainly does not stop the slaughter of African Christians in the Sudan.&lt;br /&gt;The changes necessary in the Middle East involve encouraging accountable, lawful governments that can be role models.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109397228885389240?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109397228885389240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109397228885389240&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109397228885389240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109397228885389240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/08/rnc-i-know-i-know-but-i-had-to-share.html' title='RNC:  I know .. I know.. but I had to share '/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869800.post-109385610630249115</id><published>2004-08-30T01:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-30T01:55:06.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'> Bruce Willis &amp; P-Diddy?  VMA List</title><content type='html'>So tonight on the VMA's P-Diddy and Bruce Willis were all palsin' around and last year I beleive it was him and Ashton all buddy buddy.  What is that about?  Does Puff have some obsession with guys who have porked Demi?  So odd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What I loved about the VMAs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lil John&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Beyonces fluffy mane&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Vote or die? (what does that really mean...like really...die?...come on now..)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;P-diddys "fro-hawk", (like a 1/2 inch Mr. T look)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What up B?  What up J?  ..  so sly&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Usher and all his confessions&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;hey hey.. hey ya... 2004 the year of the "hey"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;to the window....to the wall... till the sweat drip down my balls...skeet...skeet...skeet...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Alicia Keyes at the keys..... some people want it all...... if I aint got you...love it!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jessica Simpsons breathy, lip curl, o's sounding like a's disorder&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;LL cool Js TV chested ladies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Those people in the rainbow robes looking like David Koresh &amp; the gang resurrected&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hoobastank sounding really bad&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nelly and Christina A.... not that cool.."On the pre-show she said "we are doing like 20s, kind of 40s, 50s thing, it's gonna be hot"...hehehe&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Love Andre 3000's bare chest &amp;amp; bow tie&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mathew Lillard cruising the crowd in a raft... he is hot kinda&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can't get enough ... I need to go to bed&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109385610630249115?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109385610630249115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109385610630249115&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109385610630249115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109385610630249115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/08/bruce-willis-p-diddy-vma-list.html' title=' Bruce Willis &amp; P-Diddy?  VMA List'/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869800.post-109358686283350433</id><published>2004-08-26T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-27T00:20:57.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How To Be Annoying At A Funeral</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Dark sense of humored folks read on..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;..... if you are not, ignore this post..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;..... i don't want to hear it.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Punch the body and tell people that he hit you first. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Ask someone to take a snapshot of you shaking hands with the deceased. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Walk around telling people that the deceased didn't like them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Goose the widow as she bends over to throw dirt on the coffin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Ask the widow for money which the deceased owes you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- At the cemetery take bets on how long it takes a body to decompose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Toss a handful of cooked rice on the deceased and scream "MAGGOTS! MAGGOTS!" and pretend to faint. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Take up a collection to pay off the deceased's gambling debts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Walk around tellin people that you've seen the will and they're not in it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Leave some phony dog poop on top of the deceased. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Drive behind the widow's limo and keep honking your horn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;--- found on &lt;a href="http://www.bored.com"&gt;www.bored.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109358686283350433?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109358686283350433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109358686283350433&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109358686283350433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109358686283350433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/08/how-to-be-annoying-at-funeral.html' title='How To Be Annoying At A Funeral'/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869800.post-109350178861023643</id><published>2004-08-25T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-26T00:14:53.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I like / What I do not like so much</title><content type='html'>I am taking a blog out of cindy-lou's .. blog.. and making a list of my own...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What I like&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Snuggling on the couch on a cloudy day eating beef stew&lt;br /&gt;- Laughing so hard I get the most dreadful ache in my belly and squirt pee out&lt;br /&gt;- Bantering with a freind about nothingness and noone gets it but the two of you&lt;br /&gt;- Standing on my kitchen stool and hugging my tall hubby real good&lt;br /&gt;- Sticking my face in my kitties soft belly after they have napping and they smell all moist-like&lt;br /&gt;- Reminiscing about every little thing&lt;br /&gt;- Being so politically incorrect I almost offend myself&lt;br /&gt;- Ovulating&lt;br /&gt;- Politics and political humor&lt;br /&gt;- Cinammon chips&lt;br /&gt;- Grape soda (only on special occasions)&lt;br /&gt;- A cig after taking a shot&lt;br /&gt;- Watching Lifetime movies all day in bed&lt;br /&gt;- Seeing a really scary movie at the picture show&lt;br /&gt;- Any tour type thing when on vacation&lt;br /&gt;- Getting home after walking the dog and feeling all healthy for that moment (wish I did that more)&lt;br /&gt;- flip flops&lt;br /&gt;- Shaking my tail feather all about the place&lt;br /&gt;- Poeple falling down&lt;br /&gt;- I have have more but those are good for now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What I do not like so much&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Untrained dogs that jump, bark, and pee&lt;br /&gt;- Lectures&lt;br /&gt;- Burnt chicken&lt;br /&gt;- Most movies with accents, or bad colors like westerns or mid-evil kinds ....yuck&lt;br /&gt;- Tv at 1:00 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;- Not saying something you wish you did or saying something you wish you didn't&lt;br /&gt;- Chewing Tobacco&lt;br /&gt;- Negative attitudes&lt;br /&gt;- Doing dishes&lt;br /&gt;- Elitist, self righteous, smug, blowhards&lt;br /&gt;- Driving with people in the car, especially people who are not patient and mind getting lost a few times now and then.. sheesh&lt;br /&gt;- People being sly and saying things without really saying them (only I can do that..hehehe)&lt;br /&gt;- Drunken remorse&lt;br /&gt;- Hyprocacy&lt;br /&gt;- Having to pee when you are sleeping all delicious&lt;br /&gt;- Threading a needle&lt;br /&gt;- People who dye their pets fur!&lt;br /&gt;- Guilt trips&lt;br /&gt;- Unflattering Pics&lt;br /&gt;- Stink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109350178861023643?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109350178861023643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109350178861023643&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109350178861023643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109350178861023643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/08/what-i-like-what-i-do-not-like-so-much.html' title='What I like / What I do not like so much'/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869800.post-109345451897382558</id><published>2004-08-25T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T10:21:58.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird ass dream!</title><content type='html'>So I am a small boy in this dream and it feels familiar, like I have had this one before or saw it in a movie.  I am playing hide and seek with some kids and end up in this old building.  I know in my head a bad man is here but I am calling for my freinds for some safety but they don't come and as I turn the corner, the bad man is waiting, it is Cuba Gooding Jr. as Radio!  I am scared crapless and starting running down halls, through doors, stairs and he catches me and though I don't feel anything or remember any details I am left knowing he did the bad thing in the wrong place.  I woke up to pee after that, but I felt violated and will NEVER look at Cuba Gooding the same! Perv!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109345451897382558?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109345451897382558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109345451897382558&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109345451897382558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109345451897382558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/08/weird-ass-dream.html' title='Weird ass dream!'/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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-7869800.post-109337484700616729</id><published>2004-08-24T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-24T12:14:07.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9 disposable cameras piled on my desk</title><content type='html'>I have photo documentation of the last two years of my life sitting in my desk.  I am going to develop them this weekend (after pay day, since I have 3.75 in my bank after Vegas).  I am so excited to see what I have been up to!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love pictures so much for the following reasons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sometimes they make events look funner than they were.&lt;br /&gt;- Those funny things going on behind the pose, like  nose picking, falling, and arms flailing&lt;br /&gt;- Looking at pics of yourelf that you have no recolection of&lt;br /&gt;- Catching people looking at eacother with scowl, rolled eyes, and duh faces&lt;br /&gt;- Hanging them in frames is a pure delight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109337484700616729?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109337484700616729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109337484700616729&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109337484700616729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109337484700616729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/08/9-disposable-cameras-piled-on-my-desk.html' title='9 disposable cameras piled on my desk'/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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-7869800.post-109328720678365458</id><published>2004-08-23T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-23T12:16:35.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vegas- 2 tired to write like a human</title><content type='html'>Bachlorette Party in a few words ---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hotel room, bar, wheel of fortune, spin, 30 quarters, big whoop, bar, smoke, freinds!, hi, bar, slots, bust, hairspray, irons, makeup, perfume, phones, monoral, stratosphere, bachlorette, veil, condoms, gold, freinds! hi! liquor, games, freind!, hi!, dinner, loud, beer, great, 10 guys, cheek kissing, spanking, embarassed bachlorette (jen), woo woo shot, lightening, hot, rain, cab, little town... it's a quiet village, singing, strippers, hairless, sweat, silk hardness slapping cheeks, flash, flash, money, legs spread, stage, laughing, red cheeks, flash, flash, flash, laughter, horny, funny, flash, spanking, all done, kinda gross, limo!, what the?, beach, club, weird old guy, dancing, tums, shot, pepto, beer, nausea (b-jen), fog, toilet papers, lots and lots, why?, van, floor, nausea (b-jen), excedrin, bar, beer, dance floor, pole, usher, swinging, pole, weee, turns, run and swing, pole, funny, butt rub, awesome, great, bare feet, indian black foot, beer, nickel slots, swiss skin box, lauging, pepto nausea (b-jen), beer, military guys, politics, boston, florida, fun, drink talk, rambling, slur, blisters, bye, cab, home, room, shower, sleep..... ahhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109328720678365458?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109328720678365458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109328720678365458&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109328720678365458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109328720678365458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/08/vegas-2-tired-to-write-like-human.html' title='Vegas- 2 tired to write like a human'/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869800.post-109294301435775124</id><published>2004-08-19T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-19T12:29:10.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vegas, City of Sin or Utopia</title><content type='html'>So I am all packed (kind of) and ready to go to Vegas and I started thinking about the City of Sin and how some strange powers are definately at work. I mean, what makes me not spend $4.50 on name brand cereal, because that is a rip, and shove $50 into a machine for 5 minutes of pushing a button. Also when people look tacky, loud, slutty, and silly in Vegas, that rocks, but in Peoria Arizona, they nasty. You can walk around with a beer, drink in a taxi (because you never drive in Vegas)....bars, food, and clubs never close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to sum it up, I live in the moment, do not judge so harsh, walk around with a buzz in a town where cabs will take you anywhere, eat..drink..dance and anytime my heart wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;City of sin? I think not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Utopia:&lt;/strong&gt; a place of ideal perfection especially in laws, government, and social conditions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sin:&lt;/strong&gt; an action that is or is felt to be highly reprehensible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109294301435775124?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109294301435775124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109294301435775124&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109294301435775124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109294301435775124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/08/vegas-city-of-sin-or-utopia.html' title='Vegas, City of Sin or Utopia'/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869800.post-109285865342776581</id><published>2004-08-18T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-18T12:52:29.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Oprah-ish Diatribe ....</title><content type='html'>I had an "ah ha" moment of realization yesterday. I always would say I don't care what people think and blah blah, but I totally did.. too much.. about most things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually soaked it in yesterday what that means to really not care. It means, that you like yourself and are confident enough in what you believe in or whatever to not worry about what others think or what judgments may be cast. The people that I care most about would never stop caring about me just because I'm not perfect or they don't agree (totally rhymed). I don't know why it all clicked last night, probably watching a few episodes of Oprah I Tivo'd or all these deep thoughtful blogs going around.  I mean life will be so much easier to just let go of pointless worry and concern and just live and be cool. I think that if you just be the natural you with no issues, hang-ups or defenses ruling your thoughts, interactions and reactions, you will be content, an easy person to be around and can enjoy the people in your life more. That means you love yourself, people love you and your world is a nice place to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This also sort of falls in line with my hang-up of worrying about everything around me and trying to fix and basically interfere to try to make things better. All this effort I now realize is futile and is like sharing a 5th of vodka with 5 people, no one gets drunk. You have to just concentrate on you and yours to have a quality balance. Now these fanciful realizations are going to take practice but I think I finally got a taste of how cool it would be to not care so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;side note: I don't think we should all go around spouting off, being rude and acting a fool because we don't care what people think. I think that nonsense is a result of issues, hang-ups and life's collection of bull-sh**. So be cool fools!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109285865342776581?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109285865342776581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109285865342776581&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109285865342776581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109285865342776581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/08/my-oprah-ish-diatribe.html' title='My Oprah-ish Diatribe ....'/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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-7869800.post-109276577035841995</id><published>2004-08-17T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-17T11:31:01.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Atrophy</title><content type='html'>My blogging muscle almost atrophied. Shoot ... without a steady stream of new posts and feedback on blogger I was stunted. I got a boost now that I am working it out agin.. thank goodness you guys are back. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is probably what happened to all my muscles. I need to work out! How come in my head I want to work out so bad and I envision myself someday a fit, svelt, beauty but in reality I watch hours of tv, sit around, and make excuses? I am thinking of ordering some hypnotist tapes from the internet. Does anyone in blogger world enjoy exercise? Tell me how!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109276577035841995?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109276577035841995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109276577035841995&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109276577035841995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109276577035841995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/08/atrophy.html' title='Atrophy'/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869800.post-109270566897535532</id><published>2004-08-16T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-16T18:21:08.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>M.I.A.</title><content type='html'>Oh where, oh where has my little D gone? Oh where, oh where can she be? With her hair cut short, and her (nothing works here) cut long, oh where, oh where can she be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109270566897535532?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109270566897535532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109270566897535532&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109270566897535532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109270566897535532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/08/mia.html' title='M.I.A.'/><author><name>Cindy-Lou</name><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-7869800.post-10923445118650581</id><published>2004-08-12T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T14:01:51.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Liners</title><content type='html'>My hubby and I are trying to get pregnant and as much as I thought I might have been preggers I keep getting one liner pregnancy tests.  We have only been trying for 1 month so I have lots of hope but I am going have to start selling our things on ebay to afford all these prego tests I keep taking (four so far).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe..some funny ones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- That guy had such a big package I almost signed for it&lt;br /&gt;- Take my advice; I don't use it anyway&lt;br /&gt;- A procrastinator's work is never done&lt;br /&gt;- Leftists are among the first to speak of their rights&lt;br /&gt;- I'm an apathetic sociopath - I'd kill you if I cared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-10923445118650581?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/10923445118650581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=10923445118650581&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/10923445118650581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/10923445118650581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/08/one-liners.html' title='One Liners'/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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-7869800.post-109212096991362010</id><published>2004-08-09T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T23:56:58.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am So Nosy!</title><content type='html'>So what is new? I inquire&lt;br /&gt;The latest gossip I require&lt;br /&gt;I want details, what, when, why&lt;br /&gt;Not to spread but just to pry&lt;br /&gt;I am as curious as the dead cat&lt;br /&gt;"shut up!", "who said that?"&lt;br /&gt;"then what?", "what did they say?"&lt;br /&gt;"he peed where?" "How was your day?&lt;br /&gt;tell me....please... anything you know...&lt;br /&gt;like a whore needs crack, I need info!!&lt;br /&gt;I would die without the lastest news!&lt;br /&gt;"She needs a life" some may accuse&lt;br /&gt;Some may wonder "why does she care?"&lt;br /&gt;"Is her inner soul that empty and bare?"&lt;br /&gt;"Is it that her life is so mundane and bleak?"&lt;br /&gt;Hey, Mind your own business you nosy freaks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109212096991362010?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109212096991362010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109212096991362010&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109212096991362010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109212096991362010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-am-so-nosy.html' title='I Am So Nosy!'/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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-7869800.post-10921145406040660</id><published>2004-08-09T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T22:11:06.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nightmares, anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/1358/320/Michael.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/1358/320/Michael.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can all thank Krissy for this horrific image. So sad when your favorite pop-icon of times past becomes a troll. And he was so cool in the Billy Jean video. Sleep well, everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-10921145406040660?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/10921145406040660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=10921145406040660&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/10921145406040660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/10921145406040660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/08/nightmares-anyone.html' title='Nightmares, anyone?'/><author><name>Cindy-Lou</name><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-7869800.post-109208081989936335</id><published>2004-08-09T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T12:46:59.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Birthday GIrl!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/1456/320/thegirls.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/1456/320/thegirls.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109208081989936335?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109208081989936335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109208081989936335&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109208081989936335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109208081989936335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/08/birthday-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869800.post-109208071613878609</id><published>2004-08-09T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T12:45:16.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy B-day Stepha-ne-ne</title><content type='html'>Stephanie is my sister who's b-day was yesterday! Join me in wishing her next year of life be the best ever!&lt;br /&gt;I have wrote a little ditty....&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to my fun, funky fresh sista Steph&lt;br /&gt;I hope this year brings all good things you deserve, mos def!&lt;br /&gt;flail around town shakin' your booty ,to the right, to the lef&lt;br /&gt;The fellas will be fighting so bad over you ,you'll need a ref&lt;br /&gt;I love you long time Steph, you're simply the bef!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoooottyyyyhoooooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109208071613878609?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109208071613878609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109208071613878609&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109208071613878609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109208071613878609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/08/happy-b-day-stepha-ne-ne.html' title='Happy B-day Stepha-ne-ne'/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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-7869800.post-109193320772666970</id><published>2004-08-07T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-07T19:53:51.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How does this make you feel?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/1358/320/Have_you_ever_swallowed_Salt_water1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/1358/320/Have_you_ever_swallowed_Salt_water1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kind of puts a damper on my day at the beach, huh?&lt;br /&gt;Shelby sent me this little bit of sunshine yesterday. I think it's an exaggeration though, there's no way that whale spews 400 gallons. It's big, but not that big. I'd venture to guess...what, 20 gallons? I'm no scientist here, but I know sperm. (No, I don't really, but I've never had the occasion to say "I know sperm" until now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109193320772666970?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109193320772666970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109193320772666970&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109193320772666970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109193320772666970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/08/how-does-this-make-you-feel.html' title='How does this make you feel?'/><author><name>Cindy-Lou</name><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-7869800.post-109181309153640230</id><published>2004-08-06T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-07T00:01:13.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Need Some New Cliches</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;TGIF!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we are going to see The Village with friends and go eat at Mongolian Palace (Noodles: below). I love Fridays they are so full of hope and promise of fun and splendor. Hope you all have a marvelous weekend :)&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cliches&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In talking too all my friends and loved ones with all the many woes of life, I find myself saying things like "the grass is always greener", "time will tell", "Can't win em' all", "do unto others", "it's five o'clock somehwere" and soon and soforth. So many other re-occuring incidents of life deserve some catchy sayings as well. Here are a few I have been tossing around......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saying:&lt;/strong&gt; At least he doesn't beat you or snort heroin (coined by my mom)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meaning:&lt;/strong&gt; When you are feeling bad about your situation with your man (or woman), you can always use this uplifting saying to make you feel just a little better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saying:&lt;/strong&gt; Don't discuss, politics, religion, money, fake christmas trees, Arizona, or low carb diets in mixed company&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meaning:&lt;/strong&gt; This is just some solid advice if you want to avoid sparking heated debates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saying:&lt;/strong&gt; At least you weren't as drunk as (insert name) that time at (insert place)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meaning:&lt;/strong&gt; A way to console someone after a regretful night of drinking like a lush and acting a fool&lt;br /&gt;Anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109181309153640230?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109181309153640230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109181309153640230&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109181309153640230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109181309153640230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-need-some-new-cliches.html' title='I Need Some New Cliches'/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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-7869800.post-109174977633369678</id><published>2004-08-05T16:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-05T17:03:59.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Joint Bloggers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/1358/320/me%20and%20you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/1358/200/me%20and%20you.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brought to you by MGD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of the two bloggers you are currently reading. You can guess who's who I suppose. I wasn't sure I could use BloggerBot to post to this blog, but as you can see, I succeeded. Here's to the exciting new adventure we are embarking upon today. Blog away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109174977633369678?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109174977633369678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109174977633369678&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109174977633369678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109174977633369678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/08/joint-bloggers.html' title='Joint Bloggers'/><author><name>Cindy-Lou</name><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-7869800.post-109172750752683002</id><published>2004-08-05T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-05T11:58:37.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Noodles &amp; Vegas</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Noodles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I ask my husband what he wants for dinner he always wants noodles from Mongolian Palace. I started thinking about the big deal with noodles, they are basically starch pods waiting to be inhabited by the nearest flavored sauce. Ya know, people are alot like noodles. Be sure to surround yourself with delicious and fresh ingredients or you end up bland, boring and tasteless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vegas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why when you are on a plane to Las Vegas people feel it necessary to yell out "Vegas!...Vegas Baby!". We are all on the same airplane, I know your destination genius. I doubt this happens on flights to Delaware.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869800-109172750752683002?l=dkcorreia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/feeds/109172750752683002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869800&amp;postID=109172750752683002&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109172750752683002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869800/posts/default/109172750752683002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkcorreia.blogspot.com/2004/08/noodles-vegas.html' title='Noodles &amp; Vegas'/><author><name>D-Nice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11433880357442404227</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>7</thr:total></entry></feed>
