<?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-8462142</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:55:14.217-08:00</updated><category term='messenger bags'/><category term='Rooster'/><category term='ice cream'/><category term='Webisode'/><category term='Irish Car Bomb'/><category term='Oreo'/><category term='red-neck'/><category term='poker'/><category term='advertising'/><category term='Nationwide Insurance'/><category term='Crispin'/><category term='Beer Belt'/><category term='12pointtype.com'/><category term='laptop cases'/><category term='Gemini'/><category term='Apple'/><category term='Rhett and Link'/><category term='wolf'/><category term='milk'/><category term='Panamanian Golden Frog'/><category term='Dodgers'/><category term='Taco Bell'/><category term='Talent Zoo'/><category term='iPhone'/><category term='Pacifico'/><category term='portfolio cases'/><category term='Cinco de Mayo'/><category term='St. Patty&apos;s Day'/><category term='apps'/><category term='Cocoon'/><category term='Drive-thru'/><category term='drinks'/><category term='Manny'/><category term='donkey'/><category term='alarm clock'/><category term='blogging'/><category term='The Mill'/><category term='cards'/><category term='cows'/><title type='text'>My business is your business</title><subtitle type='html'>And why shouldn't it be? If you're interested, read on. If not, move it along.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Christine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530364313181724378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/TMCReogEzOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tfOUcz0HUSU/S220/Me_Pic.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8462142.post-7370897131587516885</id><published>2010-10-21T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T12:09:52.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I still like a good flash drive...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/TMCO1avhFLI/AAAAAAAAAGg/BwXt9QY4Sqc/s1600/star-wars-flash-drive.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 377px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/TMCO1avhFLI/AAAAAAAAAGg/BwXt9QY4Sqc/s400/star-wars-flash-drive.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530577390773802162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposedly the flash drive is the equivalent to a mint at your local restaurant. Well, I'm not buying it. Those little things are pretty handy and you can never have enough of them. I stash them in my purse, in my desk at work and at home and sometimes in my car...I don't know why - I guess you never know when you might need one. And if you make yours fun and dare I say cute, you have me at flash. Take these little guys for instance - who can pass up a little Wookie or Storm Trooper. Not I sir. Not I.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8462142-7370897131587516885?l=thecoester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.talentzoo.com/digital-pivot/news.php/2010-The-Year-Flash-Drives-Became-Candy/?articleID=8484&amp;utm_source=SubscriberMail&amp;utm_medium=email&amp;utm_campaign=Your%20Daily%20Dose&amp;utm_term=&amp;utm_content=be11028c44d141b799ceb19ce2d9ad9c' title='I still like a good flash drive...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/feeds/7370897131587516885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8462142&amp;postID=7370897131587516885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/7370897131587516885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/7370897131587516885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-still-like-good-flash-drive.html' title='I still like a good flash drive...'/><author><name>Christine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530364313181724378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/TMCReogEzOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tfOUcz0HUSU/S220/Me_Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/TMCO1avhFLI/AAAAAAAAAGg/BwXt9QY4Sqc/s72-c/star-wars-flash-drive.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8462142.post-6834859222408573059</id><published>2009-11-09T14:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T14:28:58.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Duffel up or shut up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/SviSxKNTHHI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ovv_A3193u0/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/SviSxKNTHHI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ovv_A3193u0/s320/Picture+2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402229126282288242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this is a pretty cool trip planning site. (Click on the title to go or at the end of this post.) Duffel allows you to build an itinerary of your next trip from just about anything on the web. Include notes, websites, maps, you name it. Now all the mindless searching time you spend online planning a trip won't go to waste.  Once you have a bunch of notes on places to go, drag them on the desired day you wish to do them. Explaining may be futile. &lt;a href="http://www.duffelup.com/"&gt;Check it out yourself now.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8462142-6834859222408573059?l=thecoester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/feeds/6834859222408573059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8462142&amp;postID=6834859222408573059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/6834859222408573059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/6834859222408573059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/2009/11/duffel-up-or-shut-up.html' title='Duffel up or shut up!'/><author><name>Christine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530364313181724378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/TMCReogEzOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tfOUcz0HUSU/S220/Me_Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/SviSxKNTHHI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ovv_A3193u0/s72-c/Picture+2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8462142.post-8348432013442940451</id><published>2009-11-09T13:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T14:00:16.885-08:00</updated><title type='text'>She has reemerged from the depths of blogatory...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/SviQ18o3HeI/AAAAAAAAAGE/jDLhAVz4_u8/s1600-h/purgatory.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/SviQ18o3HeI/AAAAAAAAAGE/jDLhAVz4_u8/s320/purgatory.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402227009515888098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is blogatory you ask? I believe it is a place where bloggers who haven't been blogging for awhile go. I don't know why or how long one goes there but sometimes it's necessary to reevaluate ones blogging future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have returned. And I will blog. And it will be merry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8462142-8348432013442940451?l=thecoester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/feeds/8348432013442940451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8462142&amp;postID=8348432013442940451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/8348432013442940451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/8348432013442940451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/2009/11/she-has-reemerged-from-depths-of.html' title='She has reemerged from the depths of blogatory...'/><author><name>Christine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530364313181724378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/TMCReogEzOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tfOUcz0HUSU/S220/Me_Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/SviQ18o3HeI/AAAAAAAAAGE/jDLhAVz4_u8/s72-c/purgatory.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8462142.post-9120034600048803159</id><published>2009-06-24T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T18:28:54.452-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='milk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oreo'/><title type='text'>Disturbing? You be the judge...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/SkLSJoDucDI/AAAAAAAAAF0/rHKdFguj_uY/s1600-h/udders190120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 120px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/SkLSJoDucDI/AAAAAAAAAF0/rHKdFguj_uY/s320/udders190120.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351070370083270706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm all for the happy cows but this cow disturbs me in ways I can hardly vocalize. I don't know if it's the creepy moaning or gently swinging utters. I mean, does this really make you hungry for an Oreo cookie and a glass of milk? Check it out by clicking on the title of this post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8462142-9120034600048803159?l=thecoester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://bit.ly/tPxlk' title='Disturbing? You be the judge...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/feeds/9120034600048803159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8462142&amp;postID=9120034600048803159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/9120034600048803159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/9120034600048803159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/2009/06/disturbing-you-be-judge.html' title='Disturbing? You be the judge...'/><author><name>Christine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530364313181724378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/TMCReogEzOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tfOUcz0HUSU/S220/Me_Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/SkLSJoDucDI/AAAAAAAAAF0/rHKdFguj_uY/s72-c/udders190120.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8462142.post-223724173277241347</id><published>2009-06-17T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T13:23:22.620-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='messenger bags'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laptop cases'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portfolio cases'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cocoon'/><title type='text'>Check out Cocoon...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/SjlPl5ZNOoI/AAAAAAAAAFs/ALLLb3jmoww/s1600-h/cocoon_the_return.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/SjlPl5ZNOoI/AAAAAAAAAFs/ALLLb3jmoww/s320/cocoon_the_return.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348393544959474306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, not the movie. Although it is a good movie to watch with the grandparents. By the way, was there a second movie made? Because the movie poster image I found says "The Return" and I didn't know there was a part two....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, the Cocoon I'm talking about is a retailer of some very cool bags. From portfolio cases to messenger bags to laptop cases, they've got the goods...including airport friendly bags for your computer and this compartment called GRID-IT™, which keeps all your loose stuff organized. Think cell phones, ipod, headphones, etc. To check it out, click &lt;a href="http://www.cocooninnovations.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; or on the title of this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Cher's song, "If I could turn back time" is in my head. Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8462142-223724173277241347?l=thecoester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.cocooninnovations.com/' title='Check out Cocoon...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/feeds/223724173277241347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8462142&amp;postID=223724173277241347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/223724173277241347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/223724173277241347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/2009/06/check-out-cocoon.html' title='Check out Cocoon...'/><author><name>Christine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530364313181724378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/TMCReogEzOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tfOUcz0HUSU/S220/Me_Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/SjlPl5ZNOoI/AAAAAAAAAFs/ALLLb3jmoww/s72-c/cocoon_the_return.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8462142.post-6418643645298321562</id><published>2009-06-15T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T15:14:19.505-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ice cream'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Panamanian Golden Frog'/><title type='text'>Watch out for the giant frog...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/SjbFc_S10BI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Op_4yI7-kIg/s1600-h/Frog-Tight-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/SjbFc_S10BI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Op_4yI7-kIg/s320/Frog-Tight-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347678709366509586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, we got our big Panamanian Golden Frog up on our building today. The plaque with the description was written so well (by yours truly), someone already stole it! The local ice cream shop is even coming up with a special flavor to celebrate the event. Don't worry, frog legs are not on the list of ingredients. :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8462142-6418643645298321562?l=thecoester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/feeds/6418643645298321562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8462142&amp;postID=6418643645298321562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/6418643645298321562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/6418643645298321562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-bird-its-planeno-its-giant-frog.html' title='Watch out for the giant frog...'/><author><name>Christine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530364313181724378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/TMCReogEzOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tfOUcz0HUSU/S220/Me_Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/SjbFc_S10BI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Op_4yI7-kIg/s72-c/Frog-Tight-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8462142.post-2238293953786972726</id><published>2009-06-15T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T09:09:42.037-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iPhone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Mill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nationwide Insurance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Apple'/><title type='text'>Is there nothing an iPhone App can't do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/SjZxG_VJ9iI/AAAAAAAAAFc/_l1kSZIwbAs/s1600-h/NationwideTriPanel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 168px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/SjZxG_VJ9iI/AAAAAAAAAFc/_l1kSZIwbAs/s320/NationwideTriPanel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347585972442363426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the span of less than 24 hours I have read or watched on TV the introduction of two latest apps. Dare I say I don't have an iPhone, nor do I want one until they open up the service carriers, but all these freak'n apps make it hard not to jones for one. Speaking of carriers.....doesn't limiting their service to just one go against the very nature of everything Apple stands for? But I digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last night I saw a commercial for Nationwide Insurance. They now have an app that takes you through the steps of documenting a car accident. It's called the "Accident Toolkit" and it prompts you to take pictures, start the claims process, collect the necessary information from the other driver, etc. It's a good idea and I'm sure they won't get the props for coming up with it because Allstate and State Farm are surely going to jump on that bandwagon as fast as you can say - "you're in good hands."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that second app - a very cool idea for art directors and photographers - a color app by The Mill. It lets the user manipulate an image on set and email to The Mill's colorist for reference. Check it out &lt;a href="http://creativity-online.com/work/view?seed=43c68728"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8462142-2238293953786972726?l=thecoester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/feeds/2238293953786972726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8462142&amp;postID=2238293953786972726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/2238293953786972726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/2238293953786972726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/2009/06/is-there-nothing-iphone-app-cant-do.html' title='Is there nothing an iPhone App can&apos;t do?'/><author><name>Christine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530364313181724378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/TMCReogEzOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tfOUcz0HUSU/S220/Me_Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/SjZxG_VJ9iI/AAAAAAAAAFc/_l1kSZIwbAs/s72-c/NationwideTriPanel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8462142.post-1380197981759463175</id><published>2009-06-10T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T11:16:27.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I ponder from time to time..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/Si_dfOiQiBI/AAAAAAAAAFU/7tEBC7TGKe4/s1600-h/08_conan_lgl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/Si_dfOiQiBI/AAAAAAAAAFU/7tEBC7TGKe4/s320/08_conan_lgl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345734811259537426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More specifically, I was pondering these very things last night as I was listening to the secondhand click click clicking away. So, what exactly was I thinking about....glad you asked. Just a few things off the top of my head:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;What's a neutral country like Switzerland doing inventing an army knife?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;If the rain in Spain falls mainly in the plains, is the rest of Spain in a constant drought?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Is Conan O'Brien really just a tall leprechaun?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you're dead asleep, do you breathe normally or hardly at all?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;If you have these answers or have your own curious questions, no cats will be killed here. Comment and post to your heart's content.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8462142-1380197981759463175?l=thecoester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/feeds/1380197981759463175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8462142&amp;postID=1380197981759463175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/1380197981759463175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/1380197981759463175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/2009/06/things-i-ponder-from-time-to-time.html' title='Things I ponder from time to time..'/><author><name>Christine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530364313181724378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/TMCReogEzOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tfOUcz0HUSU/S220/Me_Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/Si_dfOiQiBI/AAAAAAAAAFU/7tEBC7TGKe4/s72-c/08_conan_lgl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8462142.post-3794016918212179913</id><published>2009-06-09T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T14:25:02.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not a celebrity so why am I watching this shista?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/Si7TFGldrVI/AAAAAAAAAEs/qrM1pSadd2M/s1600-h/celebrity_682_653227a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 188px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/Si7TFGldrVI/AAAAAAAAAEs/qrM1pSadd2M/s320/celebrity_682_653227a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345441892355910994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admit it, you've seen this awful show if even for a minute. There's nothing else on people so it's hard not to stop channel surfing and watch Spencer do/say something totally idiotic. How many times have they threatened to leave the show now? No really, how many (I'm not watching any more - I have a life after all!) :-) And where did Lou Diamond Phillips come from? Has he been under a rock for the last ten years or what? I'm rooting for Sanjia - his Mohawk rocks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8462142-3794016918212179913?l=thecoester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/feeds/3794016918212179913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8462142&amp;postID=3794016918212179913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/3794016918212179913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/3794016918212179913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-not-celebrity-so-why-am-i-watching.html' title='I&apos;m not a celebrity so why am I watching this shista?'/><author><name>Christine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530364313181724378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/TMCReogEzOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tfOUcz0HUSU/S220/Me_Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/Si7TFGldrVI/AAAAAAAAAEs/qrM1pSadd2M/s72-c/celebrity_682_653227a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8462142.post-260495551792765290</id><published>2009-05-22T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T08:52:48.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To pee or not to pee...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/ShbJ1yP5spI/AAAAAAAAAEk/lZ7s34YrBIg/s1600-h/movie-soda.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 284px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/ShbJ1yP5spI/AAAAAAAAAEk/lZ7s34YrBIg/s320/movie-soda.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338676334153020050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that's not even a question. We've all been there. The movie just got good and now you have to pee. Or maybe you're at a slow part but you don't know how long it's going to last. You could leave to go the bathroom and miss the best part. But now thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.runpee.com/#app=38a2&amp;amp;e1bd-RunPeeID=0.0.0&amp;amp;28e1-selectedIndex=0"&gt;runpee.com&lt;/a&gt;, you'll know the best spot in the movie to do your duty. Well, not the best spot in the theater to pop a squat, but the best time, when the movies at a not-so-crucial moment, to run to the bathroom. It even tells you how much time you got to go and a little synopsis of what you're missing while you're gone. Brilliant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8462142-260495551792765290?l=thecoester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.runpee.com/#app=38a2&amp;e1bd-RunPeeID=0.0.0&amp;28e1-selectedIndex=0' title='To pee or not to pee...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/feeds/260495551792765290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8462142&amp;postID=260495551792765290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/260495551792765290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/260495551792765290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/2009/05/to-pee-or-not-to-pee.html' title='To pee or not to pee...'/><author><name>Christine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530364313181724378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/TMCReogEzOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tfOUcz0HUSU/S220/Me_Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/ShbJ1yP5spI/AAAAAAAAAEk/lZ7s34YrBIg/s72-c/movie-soda.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8462142.post-1897817578203843237</id><published>2009-05-08T16:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T16:33:35.518-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dodgers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manny'/><title type='text'>So long to Mannywood....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/SgTApz4XW-I/AAAAAAAAAEc/r5bcARstk30/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 136px; height: 125px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/SgTApz4XW-I/AAAAAAAAAEc/r5bcARstk30/s320/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333599683247299554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't it just figure...as soon as the Dodgers put together a special Manny package, he gets benched for 50 games. This special ncluded Manny-proximate seats and two t-shirts for the low low price of $99.  Awww what a shame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8462142-1897817578203843237?l=thecoester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/feeds/1897817578203843237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8462142&amp;postID=1897817578203843237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/1897817578203843237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/1897817578203843237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-long-to-mannywood.html' title='So long to Mannywood....'/><author><name>Christine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530364313181724378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/TMCReogEzOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tfOUcz0HUSU/S220/Me_Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/SgTApz4XW-I/AAAAAAAAAEc/r5bcARstk30/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8462142.post-2180736504322506040</id><published>2009-05-06T12:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T12:29:29.145-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cinco de Mayo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='donkey'/><title type='text'>Happy Belated Cinco de Mayo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/SgHkpOdREvI/AAAAAAAAAEU/1ofac87uHj4/s1600-h/SafeRedirect.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/SgHkpOdREvI/AAAAAAAAAEU/1ofac87uHj4/s320/SafeRedirect.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332794830689997554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope it was festive for everyone. I played some donkey poker and was the third or fourth person out - my donkey lucky charm wasn't so lucky after all - what an arse!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8462142-2180736504322506040?l=thecoester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/feeds/2180736504322506040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8462142&amp;postID=2180736504322506040' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/2180736504322506040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/2180736504322506040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-belated-cinco-de-mayo.html' title='Happy Belated Cinco de Mayo!'/><author><name>Christine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530364313181724378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/TMCReogEzOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tfOUcz0HUSU/S220/Me_Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/SgHkpOdREvI/AAAAAAAAAEU/1ofac87uHj4/s72-c/SafeRedirect.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8462142.post-2076147294430525933</id><published>2009-05-04T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T10:52:10.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've got the whine flu...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/Sf8q-u-C6AI/AAAAAAAAAEM/SA-2nzybSwY/s1600-h/whambulance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/Sf8q-u-C6AI/AAAAAAAAAEM/SA-2nzybSwY/s320/whambulance.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332027741078480898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Symptoms include slumped shoulders, high-pitched voice, exaggerated hand gestures, occasional stomping, and general complaining in a peevish, self-pitying way. Those showing signs of becoming infected should seek care immediately. If you can't see a medical doctor right away, a slap on the face should temporarily ease symptoms. If you have the other "Wine Flu," please take two aspirin and drink lots of water. This concludes this Emergency Blogger Message.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8462142-2076147294430525933?l=thecoester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/feeds/2076147294430525933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8462142&amp;postID=2076147294430525933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/2076147294430525933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/2076147294430525933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/2009/05/ive-got-whine-flu.html' title='I&apos;ve got the whine flu...'/><author><name>Christine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530364313181724378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/TMCReogEzOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tfOUcz0HUSU/S220/Me_Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/Sf8q-u-C6AI/AAAAAAAAAEM/SA-2nzybSwY/s72-c/whambulance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8462142.post-3752671503044696991</id><published>2009-05-04T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T09:22:00.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't mess with this wolverine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/Sf8UeSrNbAI/AAAAAAAAAEE/gfhWNNNEEWY/s1600-h/67349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/Sf8UeSrNbAI/AAAAAAAAAEE/gfhWNNNEEWY/s320/67349.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332002994471660546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not being a huge comic fan, I went in to this movie to be entertained....okay, and maybe see Hugh naked - what, a girl can dream can't she? My point is, I really didn't have any expectations. (Although I was told the reviews were not that good.) I have to say I was not disappointed. They did a good job telling the story of Logan and how he became the Wolverine...and now I'm curious to find out if there will be more stories of how the others came to be who they are. I'm sure this is in a comic book somewhere but I'm talking the cinematic style story people. Holler if you know something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8462142-3752671503044696991?l=thecoester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/feeds/3752671503044696991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8462142&amp;postID=3752671503044696991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/3752671503044696991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/3752671503044696991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/2009/05/dont-mess-with-this-wolverine.html' title='Don&apos;t mess with this wolverine.'/><author><name>Christine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530364313181724378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/TMCReogEzOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tfOUcz0HUSU/S220/Me_Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/Sf8UeSrNbAI/AAAAAAAAAEE/gfhWNNNEEWY/s72-c/67349.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8462142.post-7537990868164465368</id><published>2009-04-30T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T16:25:16.348-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drive-thru'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rhett and Link'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taco Bell'/><title type='text'>Drive-thru humor via a little song.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/SfoxqgQbX-I/AAAAAAAAAD8/f_HsqTWm5EY/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/SfoxqgQbX-I/AAAAAAAAAD8/f_HsqTWm5EY/s320/Picture+2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330627715229507554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These guys are pretty funny and I can't believe I'm just now hearing about them. Sometimes I really do think I live under a metaphorical rock. (I added "metaphorical" so you guys wouldn't think I actually live under a rock. 'Cause I live in a house.) Now that we got that cleared up, check out this spot by Rhett and Link - just click on my title. They sing their whole order. But what's even funnier, is that the guy taking their order got it all right - Genius. This little ditty is for Taco Bell - I'm pretty sure they probably paid these guys something to do this and rightly so. It's worth checking out. So check it out already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8462142-7537990868164465368?l=thecoester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://rhettandlink.com/' title='Drive-thru humor via a little song.'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/feeds/7537990868164465368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8462142&amp;postID=7537990868164465368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/7537990868164465368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/7537990868164465368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/2009/04/drive-thru-humor-via-little-song.html' title='Drive-thru humor via a little song.'/><author><name>Christine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530364313181724378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/TMCReogEzOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tfOUcz0HUSU/S220/Me_Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/SfoxqgQbX-I/AAAAAAAAAD8/f_HsqTWm5EY/s72-c/Picture+2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8462142.post-7742529606064991597</id><published>2009-04-30T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T13:57:06.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How rich is Richard Branson anyway???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/SfoN813OC-I/AAAAAAAAAD0/6HHA3x0CB8k/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/SfoN813OC-I/AAAAAAAAAD0/6HHA3x0CB8k/s320/Picture+2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330588447848401890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He just launched V Australia, a new airline with service from Los Angeles to Australia, Sydney and Brisbane. And to honor it's opening, he's cut ticket prices in half - only $600 and change for a RT flight. Geez, even with the slump of airline travel, this billionaire is still going strong. Beam me up Richard!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8462142-7742529606064991597?l=thecoester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.vaustralia.com.au/' title='How rich is Richard Branson anyway???'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/feeds/7742529606064991597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8462142&amp;postID=7742529606064991597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/7742529606064991597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/7742529606064991597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/2009/04/how-rich-is-richard-branson-anyway.html' title='How rich is Richard Branson anyway???'/><author><name>Christine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530364313181724378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/TMCReogEzOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tfOUcz0HUSU/S220/Me_Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/SfoN813OC-I/AAAAAAAAAD0/6HHA3x0CB8k/s72-c/Picture+2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8462142.post-8382659248272127461</id><published>2009-04-29T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T12:54:28.858-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beer Belt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='red-neck'/><title type='text'>Every man's dream.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/Sfiur4K2xlI/AAAAAAAAADs/4I_Es6rLNDc/s1600-h/12102123697771324979101.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/Sfiur4K2xlI/AAAAAAAAADs/4I_Es6rLNDc/s320/12102123697771324979101.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330202227828508242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, every red-neck blooded man anyway. And I know a few non-red-necks who'd enjoy this fancy looking beer belt as well - my uncle, a few coworkers, heck, even myself on a hot day in front of my trailer! Keeps you from having to leave the grill or your lawn chair. It will even hold a deck of cards or your wallet if need be. You know, in case a Reno 911 cop shows up and you need to flash your ID. This beer belt can be purchased for the low price of $21.95 by clicking on the title. Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8462142-8382659248272127461?l=thecoester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://shop.thebeerbelt.com/product.sc;jsessionid=C5871CFD47D09E3DFB3DEAE8153461CF.qscstrfrnt01?categoryId=1&amp;productId=1' title='Every man&apos;s dream.'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/feeds/8382659248272127461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8462142&amp;postID=8382659248272127461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/8382659248272127461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/8382659248272127461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/2009/04/every-mans-dream.html' title='Every man&apos;s dream.'/><author><name>Christine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530364313181724378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/TMCReogEzOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tfOUcz0HUSU/S220/Me_Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/Sfiur4K2xlI/AAAAAAAAADs/4I_Es6rLNDc/s72-c/12102123697771324979101.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8462142.post-1939268747841061136</id><published>2009-04-28T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T10:26:54.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For real?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/Sfc8OaQvL9I/AAAAAAAAADk/xKGUJC39Hvw/s1600-h/time_management.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 283px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/Sfc8OaQvL9I/AAAAAAAAADk/xKGUJC39Hvw/s320/time_management.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329794902281629650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I really want to track how I spend my time on the www? More importantly, do I want my place of work to know how I'm spending my time there...I'm thinking probably not. But now thanks to a new tool called RescueTime, you can do just that. That's right, you can uncover the truth about your virtual comings and goings and perhaps try to become more productive. Hey, it's worth a try. Maybe. (Click on the title to visit the website.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8462142-1939268747841061136?l=thecoester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='https://www.rescuetime.com/' title='For real?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/feeds/1939268747841061136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8462142&amp;postID=1939268747841061136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/1939268747841061136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/1939268747841061136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/2009/04/for-real.html' title='For real?'/><author><name>Christine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530364313181724378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/TMCReogEzOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tfOUcz0HUSU/S220/Me_Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/Sfc8OaQvL9I/AAAAAAAAADk/xKGUJC39Hvw/s72-c/time_management.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8462142.post-5813411136261500938</id><published>2009-04-23T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T16:34:28.856-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pacifico'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iPhone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alarm clock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rooster'/><title type='text'>I named my Rooster Randy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/SfD6-uiPAQI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Cou2uNsVhTw/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 191px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/SfD6-uiPAQI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Cou2uNsVhTw/s320/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328034314729750786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pacifico is got a cool alarm clock app for iPhone and a funny arse screen saver as well. Check it out by clicking the title of this post. And to top it off, there's a live cam of some roosters you can enjoy during your down time...maybe while you're eating lunch and enjoying a cerveza?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8462142-5813411136261500938?l=thecoester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.pacificoalarmclock.com/' title='I named my Rooster Randy...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/feeds/5813411136261500938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8462142&amp;postID=5813411136261500938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/5813411136261500938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/5813411136261500938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-named-my-rooster-randy.html' title='I named my Rooster Randy...'/><author><name>Christine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530364313181724378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/TMCReogEzOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tfOUcz0HUSU/S220/Me_Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/SfD6-uiPAQI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Cou2uNsVhTw/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8462142.post-3326558841607033510</id><published>2009-03-31T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T14:34:15.401-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drinks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Irish Car Bomb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='St. Patty&apos;s Day'/><title type='text'>Bueller. Bueller. Bueller....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/SdKLayGAVzI/AAAAAAAAACo/S7Q1Y11uP1A/s1600-h/3fdabca611c206a3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/SdKLayGAVzI/AAAAAAAAACo/S7Q1Y11uP1A/s320/3fdabca611c206a3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319467402117797682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just noticed that my last post was on St. Patty's Day - and I didn't even mention it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Irish grandparents were probably rolling in their graves. Don't worry, I did celebrate the occasion with a good dose of cheer - i.e. drinks. Starting the night off with an Irish Car Bomb and then all systems were a go from there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8462142-3326558841607033510?l=thecoester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/feeds/3326558841607033510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8462142&amp;postID=3326558841607033510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/3326558841607033510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/3326558841607033510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/2009/03/bueller-bueller-bueller.html' title='Bueller. Bueller. Bueller....'/><author><name>Christine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530364313181724378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/TMCReogEzOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tfOUcz0HUSU/S220/Me_Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/SdKLayGAVzI/AAAAAAAAACo/S7Q1Y11uP1A/s72-c/3fdabca611c206a3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8462142.post-4458908573578541307</id><published>2009-03-17T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T11:58:53.817-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wolf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gemini'/><title type='text'>The girl who cried wolf...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/Sb_yOUeZrFI/AAAAAAAAACg/d9r-xrhH47Y/s1600-h/wolves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 285px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/Sb_yOUeZrFI/AAAAAAAAACg/d9r-xrhH47Y/s400/wolves.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314232413148785746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've come to terms with it. I keep saying how I'll get this blog thing going once and for all and then I neglect it for my paying job. What's up with that? I'm a Gemini...I should be able to multi-task and carry on with a plethora of alternate egos. One more time for the cheap seats eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8462142-4458908573578541307?l=thecoester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/feeds/4458908573578541307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8462142&amp;postID=4458908573578541307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/4458908573578541307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/4458908573578541307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/2009/03/girl-who-cried-wolf.html' title='The girl who cried wolf...'/><author><name>Christine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530364313181724378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/TMCReogEzOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tfOUcz0HUSU/S220/Me_Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/Sb_yOUeZrFI/AAAAAAAAACg/d9r-xrhH47Y/s72-c/wolves.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8462142.post-8284551280106990219</id><published>2008-11-19T16:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T16:15:18.738-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crispin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Webisode'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Apple'/><title type='text'>Need to increase my customer satisfaction...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/SSSrDiXHRFI/AAAAAAAAACU/loENsRahMjY/s1600-h/cnn:mac.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 315px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/SSSrDiXHRFI/AAAAAAAAACU/loENsRahMjY/s400/cnn:mac.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270525541182030930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I've been MIA again. Time to start seriously getting my blog on. After all, I am a writer and it's a bit pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first topic of conversation - Apple's new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;webisode&lt;/span&gt;, for lack of a better description. They have two web banners interacting with each other on cnn.com/tech (click on my title to access) and it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;freak'n&lt;/span&gt; great. I don't think PC / Microsoft / Vista / &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Crispin&lt;/span&gt; will be catching up any time soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8462142-8284551280106990219?l=thecoester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.cnn.com/TECH/' title='Need to increase my customer satisfaction...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/feeds/8284551280106990219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8462142&amp;postID=8284551280106990219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/8284551280106990219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/8284551280106990219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-back-back-back-to-blog-againwhoa.html' title='Need to increase my customer satisfaction...'/><author><name>Christine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530364313181724378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/TMCReogEzOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tfOUcz0HUSU/S220/Me_Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/SSSrDiXHRFI/AAAAAAAAACU/loENsRahMjY/s72-c/cnn:mac.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8462142.post-974733692958140864</id><published>2008-08-21T13:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T13:47:44.384-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advertising'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talent Zoo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='12pointtype.com'/><title type='text'>I have cheated....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/SK3RphlDVAI/AAAAAAAAAB0/cMLfkScLzbI/s1600-h/12pointtype_buttom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/SK3RphlDVAI/AAAAAAAAAB0/cMLfkScLzbI/s400/12pointtype_buttom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237072453020374018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sincere apologies to my loyal fan. I have been moonlighting on another blog site - what, it happens! In the past couple months I have let my own personal blog site suffer as I wrote for a Talent Zoo blog titled 12pointtype.com. At first it was positioned as an advertising site - anybody in the industry, all disciplines, were "hired" (and I use that term loosely - no pay was involved), to comment on life in this crazy world. However, yesterday, they not only redesigned the look of the site but they relabeled it - for designers, by designers. What? I'm just as opinionated as the next copywriter about art direction and design but I definitely don't consider myself a designer. Okay, if my partner is reading this he may disagree. Anyway, I'm not sure what the dealio is but I'm going to get to the bottom of it. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the point of this story - I will either keep on keeping on and just re-post here as well or concentrate my efforts on my own site. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Either way, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;please feel free to check out the posts I did write&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; - just type in "christine" under the search button or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;click on the title of this post for a direct link&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8462142-974733692958140864?l=thecoester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://12pointtype.com/?s=christine' title='I have cheated....'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/feeds/974733692958140864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8462142&amp;postID=974733692958140864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/974733692958140864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/974733692958140864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-have-cheated.html' title='I have cheated....'/><author><name>Christine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530364313181724378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/TMCReogEzOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tfOUcz0HUSU/S220/Me_Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/SK3RphlDVAI/AAAAAAAAAB0/cMLfkScLzbI/s72-c/12pointtype_buttom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8462142.post-8959850651425203591</id><published>2008-06-06T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T16:27:50.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still waiting for my Jesus Coin Purse...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/SEnHO926fQI/AAAAAAAAABc/Qek9xQsbcpc/s1600-h/jesus_coinpurse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/SEnHO926fQI/AAAAAAAAABc/Qek9xQsbcpc/s200/jesus_coinpurse.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208913503967673602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have yet to get a response from Fallon. I'm now changing my judgement from this being a genius idea to it being a pretty great idea. Genius would have been them actually selling the items by responding to would be people trying to buy. I sent my email days ago, inquiring that my change be held by the divine one. No one has answered.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8462142-8959850651425203591?l=thecoester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/feeds/8959850651425203591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8462142&amp;postID=8959850651425203591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/8959850651425203591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/8959850651425203591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/2008/06/still-waiting-for-my-jesus-coin-purse.html' title='Still waiting for my Jesus Coin Purse...'/><author><name>Christine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530364313181724378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/TMCReogEzOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tfOUcz0HUSU/S220/Me_Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/SEnHO926fQI/AAAAAAAAABc/Qek9xQsbcpc/s72-c/jesus_coinpurse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8462142.post-5229118638066723558</id><published>2008-06-04T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T12:55:30.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Craigslist Blue Light Fallon Special</title><content type='html'>Fallon has done it again. Genius strikes this time in form of an online moving sale. The impetus - Fallon has relocated to a new building and left some precious and not so precious items behind.  A "Lord of the Rings" statue can be yours for a mere $5. Just click on the title of my post to check out the full line up for yourself. I've got my eye on the whip. Never you mind what it's for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8462142-5229118638066723558?l=thecoester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://minneapolis.craigslist.org/search/sss?query=fallon' title='Craigslist Blue Light Fallon Special'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/feeds/5229118638066723558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8462142&amp;postID=5229118638066723558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/5229118638066723558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/5229118638066723558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/2008/06/craigslist-blue-light-fallon-special.html' title='Craigslist Blue Light Fallon Special'/><author><name>Christine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530364313181724378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/TMCReogEzOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tfOUcz0HUSU/S220/Me_Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8462142.post-7845651760126104690</id><published>2008-02-26T15:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T16:23:38.508-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sidewalk Rage...</title><content type='html'>Okay, I know you've all heard of road rage but what about sidewalk rage? Don't know what that is? Neither did I until I experienced it yesterday. And I'm not proud of this by the way but here it is nonetheless. This is quite a story, so I hope you have a few minutes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I was already running late and needed to take a shuttle to my car (this is at the airport btw). I see the shuttle I need as I'm descending the stairs, but alas, it is gone by the time I get there. Who knew the next one wouldn't be coming by for another 20 minutes? (It might have only been 10 but that's what it felt like.)Finally, it is upon approach but stops shy of reaching its destination - me - to let people cross. And then let some more people cross. And more. Then a few more. OMG - this could go on forever! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sidewalk rage is starting to boil. I start talking to myself. I think the people next to me thought I was a bit, how shall I say? Umm, unbalanced. I throw my one carry on item down on the ground in outrage of this driver's good will. "I've got somewhere to be buddy," I curse under my breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He finally crosses. I get on in a huff and pick the front seat so I can get off first. People hit me with their luggage as they try to put it on the luggage cart, which is in front of me. Next stop Terminal 2. More people get on. I get hit in the shin this time. Today I have a bruise there. Now we're headed to the parking lot. I'm at shuttle stop 2 but I'm sure you know where this story is headed. We stop at shuttle stop 4, then 3, then 1. Yep, logic would dictate 2 would have come after 3, since the driver was obviously going in reverse order right? No, you would be wrong. Now someone needs help getting their luggage. The driver gets out. As he settles back in to his seat I try to politely ask if he plans on stopping at shuttle stop 2. He answers me a bit irritated - like he senses I'm a bit disturbed. Yes, it's next. However, instead of stopping in front of the shuttle stop (which my car was conveniently parked in front of), he keeps going. Now my sidewalk rage is turning in to shuttle driver rage! He stops up ahead where someone is walking with luggage. They weren't even trying to get on - they already got off and were walking to their car! You know, what I should have been doing! And as soon as he parted those shuttle doors, I was off like a dog in heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy to report I am now safe to be around and not a threat to myself or others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8462142-7845651760126104690?l=thecoester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/feeds/7845651760126104690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8462142&amp;postID=7845651760126104690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/7845651760126104690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/7845651760126104690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/2008/02/sidewalk-rage.html' title='Sidewalk Rage...'/><author><name>Christine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530364313181724378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/TMCReogEzOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tfOUcz0HUSU/S220/Me_Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8462142.post-4328590268307463922</id><published>2008-02-25T14:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T21:07:50.007-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's the deal with Roxanne?</title><content type='html'>San Diego station 94.1 has been playing the beloved song like it's going out of style. Are we back in 1978 again? Or are they trying to introduce the song to those born in the 90's?  Come on, once in awhile is great - I love to hear an old song I haven't heard in awhile...but every day I turn on the radio? I mean, I hope Roxanne doesn't wear that red dress again. Tonight or any other night. It's got to be pretty busted by now. I'm just say'n...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in case you long to experience this classic by The Police, click on the title of this post to see it via youtube. I'm going to go walk the streets for money now. I don't care if it's wrong or if it's right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8462142-4328590268307463922?l=thecoester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_3kG-7I_Y6k' title='What&apos;s the deal with Roxanne?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/feeds/4328590268307463922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8462142&amp;postID=4328590268307463922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/4328590268307463922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/4328590268307463922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/2008/02/whats-deal-with-roxanne.html' title='What&apos;s the deal with Roxanne?'/><author><name>Christine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530364313181724378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/TMCReogEzOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tfOUcz0HUSU/S220/Me_Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8462142.post-367666005603779556</id><published>2008-02-22T14:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T14:23:57.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The neighbor's cat...</title><content type='html'>His name is Kit Kat. Being the chocolate lover I am, it took me months before I realized Kat = Cat. I know, not too quick for a brilliant mind such as mine. But what a rock'n name huh? I thought so too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8462142-367666005603779556?l=thecoester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/feeds/367666005603779556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8462142&amp;postID=367666005603779556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/367666005603779556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/367666005603779556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/2008/02/neighbors-cat.html' title='The neighbor&apos;s cat...'/><author><name>Christine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530364313181724378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/TMCReogEzOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tfOUcz0HUSU/S220/Me_Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8462142.post-4364743583876741134</id><published>2008-02-21T14:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T15:21:33.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep your eye on the ball....</title><content type='html'>It's a phrase used amongst fathers everywhere. Teaching their sons and daughters the joys of baseball, softball, or anything that involves a ball for that matter. But as we get older, it has nothing to do with a ball at all. (Hey, that rhymed!) The ball becomes a metaphor. It represents all the tangibles and intangibles we are striving for - the better job, the better body, the better boyfriend, girlfriend, wife, or husband, the better house, the better car, the better life. So maybe you're saying to yourself, "So what? I like to keep my eye on the ball." Well to you I say, forget about the ball. The ball is not important. Today is important. Love the ones you're with today. Appreciate what you have today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, my last two posts have been really deep. My moon must be in retrograde or something! I promise my next post will be ridiculously undeep. :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8462142-4364743583876741134?l=thecoester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/feeds/4364743583876741134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8462142&amp;postID=4364743583876741134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/4364743583876741134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/4364743583876741134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/2008/02/keep-your-eye-on-ball.html' title='Keep your eye on the ball....'/><author><name>Christine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530364313181724378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/TMCReogEzOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tfOUcz0HUSU/S220/Me_Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8462142.post-7230205248758970546</id><published>2008-02-14T14:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T14:13:23.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I yam what I yam...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/R7S6k99d91I/AAAAAAAAABU/PStKafk-sIc/s1600-h/popeye.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/R7S6k99d91I/AAAAAAAAABU/PStKafk-sIc/s200/popeye.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166959816771237714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't pretend to be anyone else. I wear my heart on my sleeve. I love unconditionally. I prefer to make people laugh, rather than cry. I'm better at giving advice than taking my own. I won't settle for less when I deserve more. I'll admit my mistakes, well, if I have to. I hate peas. I love kitties and puppies. I don't understand why people can't follow their hearts. I think life is too short and we shouldn't waste a minute of it putting off until tomorrow what we should be doing today. I hate brussel sprouts. I love coffee. I would do anything for my family and friends. I am who I am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8462142-7230205248758970546?l=thecoester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/feeds/7230205248758970546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8462142&amp;postID=7230205248758970546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/7230205248758970546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/7230205248758970546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-yam-what-i-yam.html' title='I yam what I yam...'/><author><name>Christine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530364313181724378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/TMCReogEzOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tfOUcz0HUSU/S220/Me_Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/R7S6k99d91I/AAAAAAAAABU/PStKafk-sIc/s72-c/popeye.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8462142.post-1376321111843584785</id><published>2008-01-25T02:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T02:41:43.259-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And I call myself a writer....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/R5m8W2pmLEI/AAAAAAAAABM/-77qBkS6eY0/s1600-h/kitty1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/R5m8W2pmLEI/AAAAAAAAABM/-77qBkS6eY0/s200/kitty1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159361948942740546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shame on me for letting my blog go abandoned all these months...I'm a disgrace! Well, at least I am a busy disgrace or else I would be writing more often, huh? As far as I know, I'm only letting one person down - my friend Noel. I believe he is my one and only true fan. Thank you Noel! You rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just in case anyone else has by chance stumbled upon my business, here's some business for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a writer writes in a forest but no one is there to see her write, how do we know she still wrote it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That cat up there fell asleep pondering this very same question.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8462142-1376321111843584785?l=thecoester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/feeds/1376321111843584785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8462142&amp;postID=1376321111843584785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/1376321111843584785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/1376321111843584785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/2008/01/and-i-call-myself-writer.html' title='And I call myself a writer....'/><author><name>Christine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530364313181724378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/TMCReogEzOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tfOUcz0HUSU/S220/Me_Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/R5m8W2pmLEI/AAAAAAAAABM/-77qBkS6eY0/s72-c/kitty1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8462142.post-6871249889657990234</id><published>2007-07-19T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T11:18:59.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soccer Past...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/Rp-qY29yoSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yXmxSVeyq1c/s1600-h/Image%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/Rp-qY29yoSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yXmxSVeyq1c/s200/Image%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088973448000217378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you that remember, I use to play on a soccer team. Ohhhh, the good ol' days. Well, while cleaning out my inbox I found this old nugget of nostalgia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9/29/06&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another one barely bites the dust. But another one down - congratulations team! But we almost got Harry seeing red (he was only seeing a dark pink - phew, that was a close call!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final Score: 9-8, which makes our record 6-1. Scorers for the evening included our hat trickers Joe &amp; Harry (under the weather too - good job coach), Christina (you go girl!) and Jeremy with his first goal (sweet old man!) ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good hustle by the girls. Boys, I think you could have picked up the pace. (What? I'm just say’n!) And per our coach, we were standing around too much watching and not getting in to position and helping out. This includes both offense and defense. So lets all try to make it to practice on Sunday to brush up on our skills. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to end on a positive note - we've been rocking the indoor soccer house! Let's keep it up and take the prize (there is a trophy or something right?)  ;-) As usual, feel free to join the discussion if I missed any game highlights or if you just want to talk some shizit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coe - "the toe"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. No red cards - way to keep your cool Dennis and Nelson. Actually, the team we played last night was probably the first team we didn't have words with. We should send them flowers...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8462142-6871249889657990234?l=thecoester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/feeds/6871249889657990234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8462142&amp;postID=6871249889657990234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/6871249889657990234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/6871249889657990234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/2007/07/soccer-past.html' title='Soccer Past...'/><author><name>Christine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530364313181724378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/TMCReogEzOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tfOUcz0HUSU/S220/Me_Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/Rp-qY29yoSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yXmxSVeyq1c/s72-c/Image%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8462142.post-4850416202449319232</id><published>2007-05-02T17:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T17:54:24.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The crazy cat lady</title><content type='html'>No, I haven't become one. Of course I used to be afraid that I would....being single for too long can do that to a girl. I imagined that kids would dare each other to come up to my house and ring the door bell then run away saying, "Ewww, I touched the crazy cat lady's door!" At winter they wouldn't throw snowballs, they would throw cat litter balls. You know, the clumping kind. It's a legitimate nightmare for us single gals. After yet another failed date I'd firgure I might as well throw up my hands in defeat and start the cat collecting process. But alas, I am dating now, so that future has been shoved aside for a happily ever after. For now. However, just in case I keep a cat adoption site as a bookmark.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8462142-4850416202449319232?l=thecoester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.petfinder.com' title='The crazy cat lady'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/feeds/4850416202449319232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8462142&amp;postID=4850416202449319232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/4850416202449319232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/4850416202449319232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/2007/05/crazy-cat-lady.html' title='The crazy cat lady'/><author><name>Christine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530364313181724378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/TMCReogEzOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tfOUcz0HUSU/S220/Me_Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8462142.post-7921905673852303212</id><published>2007-05-02T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T16:59:13.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Conspiracy theorist...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/RjkkYljMsKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/d8BjwMQVDBc/s1600-h/spyamongus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/RjkkYljMsKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/d8BjwMQVDBc/s320/spyamongus.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060115661142667426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I can admit I've felt this way once or twice. Especially when you gang b@ng on a project and only one team is allowed to concept freely without mind of a budget....hmmm....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8462142-7921905673852303212?l=thecoester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/feeds/7921905673852303212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8462142&amp;postID=7921905673852303212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/7921905673852303212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/7921905673852303212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/2007/05/conspiracy-theorist.html' title='Conspiracy theorist...'/><author><name>Christine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530364313181724378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/TMCReogEzOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tfOUcz0HUSU/S220/Me_Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/RjkkYljMsKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/d8BjwMQVDBc/s72-c/spyamongus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8462142.post-4136539419198456729</id><published>2007-03-30T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T11:22:37.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My pathetic showing at the poker game...</title><content type='html'>I was out on the second hand. Can you believe that shista? Mind you, it was a good hand but some fool got a flush on the river. I wanted to send him up the river. I had two pairs - aces and kings. And the hand before that (yes, that would be the first hand of the night), I had two pairs as well - aces and tens. My opponent got three of a kind. And in case you're wondering, yes, it was on the river. Somebody throw me a freak'n paddle already!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8462142-4136539419198456729?l=thecoester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/feeds/4136539419198456729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8462142&amp;postID=4136539419198456729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/4136539419198456729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/4136539419198456729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-pathetic-showing-at-poker-game.html' title='My pathetic showing at the poker game...'/><author><name>Christine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530364313181724378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/TMCReogEzOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tfOUcz0HUSU/S220/Me_Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8462142.post-351446059342720494</id><published>2007-03-19T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T16:48:22.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Out damn spot..."</title><content type='html'>I once had to memorize a monologue from Macbeth but now all I can remember is “Out damn spot, out I say!” And recently I just got done memorizing a three-page presentation for a client. I’m curious what I’ll remember from it in five years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8462142-351446059342720494?l=thecoester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/feeds/351446059342720494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8462142&amp;postID=351446059342720494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/351446059342720494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/351446059342720494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/2007/03/out-damn-spot.html' title='&quot;Out damn spot...&quot;'/><author><name>Christine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530364313181724378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/TMCReogEzOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tfOUcz0HUSU/S220/Me_Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8462142.post-7812800123023560517</id><published>2007-03-13T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T14:49:38.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hardwood Suite is sweet...</title><content type='html'>Click on the title to check it out. Just got done recording my radio with George Maloof at the Recording Studio, which is also pretty bad arse. And that's all I have to say about that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8462142-7812800123023560517?l=thecoester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.palms.com/suites_villas_3.php' title='The Hardwood Suite is sweet...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/feeds/7812800123023560517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8462142&amp;postID=7812800123023560517' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/7812800123023560517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/7812800123023560517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/2007/03/hardwood-suite-is-sweet.html' title='The Hardwood Suite is sweet...'/><author><name>Christine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530364313181724378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/TMCReogEzOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tfOUcz0HUSU/S220/Me_Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8462142.post-633985375898610154</id><published>2007-03-09T13:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T13:38:04.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The blind leading the blind...</title><content type='html'>I've heard the saying. I know what it means metaphorically. But until the other day at the gym, I had never actually seen it transpire in its true literal meaning. So I am warming up on a bike before my training session and in walks a blind woman and a blind man. I think he was less blind than her because it appeared as if he was doing most of the leading...although they both had a walking stick. I don't know, but I thought it was worth mentioning. Maybe not. Maybe it's like one of those stories you retell but it gets lost in translation...hence the term, "I guess you had to be there."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8462142-633985375898610154?l=thecoester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/feeds/633985375898610154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8462142&amp;postID=633985375898610154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/633985375898610154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/633985375898610154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/2007/03/blind-leading-blind.html' title='The blind leading the blind...'/><author><name>Christine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530364313181724378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/TMCReogEzOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tfOUcz0HUSU/S220/Me_Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8462142.post-114539577830016237</id><published>2006-04-18T14:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T14:51:25.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm about as realiable as the USPS...</title><content type='html'>Don't expect me to show up every day.&lt;br /&gt;Don't expect me to be on time.&lt;br /&gt;But do expect me to read your mail if it's marked private.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what's up peeps? Hopefully everyone had a nice Easter weekend. I hung out with the Dominator so all was good - although I did not get to see him hunt for Easter eggs because someone who shall remain nameless (my sister-in-law) did it before I got there...even though she said she was doing it at ten - what time did yours truly arrive? That's right - ten. Oh well, story has it he didn't do much hunting anyway. He's getting pretting good at T-ball though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to work I go...when will it stop, nobody knows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8462142-114539577830016237?l=thecoester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/feeds/114539577830016237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8462142&amp;postID=114539577830016237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/114539577830016237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/114539577830016237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/2006/04/im-about-as-realiable-as-usps.html' title='I&apos;m about as realiable as the USPS...'/><author><name>Christine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530364313181724378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/TMCReogEzOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tfOUcz0HUSU/S220/Me_Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8462142.post-114490403522105051</id><published>2006-04-12T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T21:53:55.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where or where has my sanity gone, or where or where can it be?</title><content type='html'>I think Susan Powter has it. Who's she you ask? Oh my you don't remember...just click on my title for a flashback to the 80's - or was she the 90's - gosh I'm getting old. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, why am I blogging at 9:50pm you ask (or maybe you're not but I'm gonna tell you anyway) - my partner and I are still here in the office boarding some work that's flying out to Indiana bright and early in the morning. And before you say I'm not boarding, and thus by default not doing my fair share, I did the cutting. That's right, this copywriter can cut. Either way I'm here to support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my eyes are getting droopy and I hear my name being said in a high octave. Cherrio folks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8462142-114490403522105051?l=thecoester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.amazon.com/gp/reader/0671522922/ref=sib_dp_pt/104-1344177-9328734#reader-link' title='Where or where has my sanity gone, or where or where can it be?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/feeds/114490403522105051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8462142&amp;postID=114490403522105051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/114490403522105051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/114490403522105051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/2006/04/where-or-where-has-my-sanity-gone-or.html' title='Where or where has my sanity gone, or where or where can it be?'/><author><name>Christine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530364313181724378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/TMCReogEzOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tfOUcz0HUSU/S220/Me_Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8462142.post-114487291260918660</id><published>2006-04-12T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T14:56:55.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OH MY FREAK'N BLOG...</title><content type='html'>Can you believe it's been over a year since my last blog?!! I warned all two of you that read this that I'm not only a gemini (so I tend to flutter from one thing to the next, hence never keeping my focus on one thing for too long) but I'm also hella busy! That's right, I said "hella."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, a dear friend of mine just started a blog and he is totally not the blog type in my opinion but more power to him. So I thought, what the heck, let's try this again and see if I can be any better at it this time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as you may or may not have noticed, I have moved since the last time - I'm now living in Sin City (although who knows for how long with my track record!) In addition, this blog will no longer be solely about work, more about me this time 'cause let's face it, I'm more interesting...  Anyways, DZT is no longer so there's nothing to talk about there and I now work at a place called SKG....I'm moving on up the alphabet (just not the pay scale).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, talk at you peeps later. Peace out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8462142-114487291260918660?l=thecoester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/feeds/114487291260918660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8462142&amp;postID=114487291260918660' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/114487291260918660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/114487291260918660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/2006/04/oh-my-freakn-blog.html' title='OH MY FREAK&apos;N BLOG...'/><author><name>Christine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530364313181724378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/TMCReogEzOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tfOUcz0HUSU/S220/Me_Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8462142.post-110693536617031520</id><published>2005-01-28T09:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T10:02:46.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who gave Google the right to question me??</title><content type='html'>You know...if I want to misspell something, then that's my business! It's like having a conversation with an egotistical smarty pants...I say tomatoe and they say, "did you mean to say tomato?" Then I start questioning myself...I don't know, is that what I meant to say? Afterall, I am a writer, not a speller. ;-) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my story and I'm sticking to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8462142-110693536617031520?l=thecoester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/feeds/110693536617031520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8462142&amp;postID=110693536617031520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/110693536617031520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/110693536617031520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/2005/01/who-gave-google-right-to-question-me.html' title='Who gave Google the right to question me??'/><author><name>Christine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530364313181724378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/TMCReogEzOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tfOUcz0HUSU/S220/Me_Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8462142.post-110607472227639431</id><published>2005-01-18T10:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T10:58:42.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The rain in Spain falls mainly on the plains....</title><content type='html'>Welcome back from the long weekend. Mine was lovely, thanks for asking. The rain has finally let up here in San Diego and we're enjoying some good weather. I worked the Carlsbad Marathon on Sunday for Dr. Hoy and it was good times - even though I had to rub down two guys who had peed on themselves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I know you're all thinking what the f@#$! Exactly. Rumor has it that runners, male ones I think mostly, will just go ahead and pee while they're running so they don't lose time by stopping. Pretty gross huh? Well, what we don't know won't hurt us but don't freak'n stop and have someone rub something on you when you have peed all over yourself. Have the common courtesy to do it yourself. Thank you very much. And for those of you wondering, yes, I was wearing gloves, and yes, I changed them after the two men in question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else? Ummm, heard from Nicki this morning. I thought he had vanished into some Roma black hole but alas he is back and communicating once again with the coester. I am quite pleased. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright peeps, catch you on the flip side.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8462142-110607472227639431?l=thecoester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/feeds/110607472227639431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8462142&amp;postID=110607472227639431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/110607472227639431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/110607472227639431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/2005/01/rain-in-spain-falls-mainly-on-plains.html' title='The rain in Spain falls mainly on the plains....'/><author><name>Christine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530364313181724378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/TMCReogEzOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tfOUcz0HUSU/S220/Me_Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8462142.post-110204027218183715</id><published>2004-12-02T17:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T18:17:52.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Claudio finally came out of his shell...</title><content type='html'>Of course, I'm not sure if that's a good thing or not, considering he is a crab and all...but perhaps he needed to get out, you know, to take a bath or something. And incase anyone was wondering, we still haven't heard from Mickey, no note, nada. Hope that little guy's okay, it can be a cruel world out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, some news of note - Our Stickball campaign got chosen to be in the Graphis Poster 2004 Annual. We're pretty excited here. If you haven't seen it, you can check it out in the meantime on the One Show Creative Showcase online, here's the link:  http://www.oneclub.org/showcase/index.php?id=24 or you can just click on the title of this posting (I know it has nothing to do with Claudio but I don't think he'll mind.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8462142-110204027218183715?l=thecoester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.oneclub.org/showcase/index.php?id=248' title='Claudio finally came out of his shell...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/feeds/110204027218183715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8462142&amp;postID=110204027218183715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/110204027218183715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/110204027218183715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/2004/12/claudio-finally-came-out-of-his-shell.html' title='Claudio finally came out of his shell...'/><author><name>Christine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530364313181724378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/TMCReogEzOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tfOUcz0HUSU/S220/Me_Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8462142.post-110183474104539362</id><published>2004-11-30T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T09:12:21.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How do they do it?</title><content type='html'>Okay, I just got done reading a friend of mine's blog...I don't get how she has the time or even remembers to write in it practically every day! I mean, I can't keep up. I try, I say I will write at least something every week day but I continue to let my loyal two readers down (you know who you are and you rock! thanks for the support). How am I going to get weblog sponsorship at this rate? (That's something I just read about on the main blog site - how one can get paid by selling ads on their site - hello?  sign me up!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'll try to make up for my lack of posting later...I still need to post my story from the love boat - no I haven't forgotten...okay, yes I have but it's coming. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8462142-110183474104539362?l=thecoester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/feeds/110183474104539362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8462142&amp;postID=110183474104539362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/110183474104539362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/110183474104539362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/2004/11/how-do-they-do-it.html' title='How do they do it?'/><author><name>Christine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530364313181724378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/TMCReogEzOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tfOUcz0HUSU/S220/Me_Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8462142.post-110002909796712646</id><published>2004-11-09T11:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T11:38:17.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If tomorrow is hump day, what is today?</title><content type='html'>Today is Tuesday, duh. And if you're already feeling stressed out, you might want to click on the link above for some suggesstions on how to CHILL OUT. Tension is high here at DZT...let it go, let it go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something to look forward to:  Friday's blog. Because Thursday I'm goin on a single's cruise and that should be very interesting to report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8462142-110002909796712646?l=thecoester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://health.discovery.com/centers/stress/articles/stressbusters/stressbusters.html' title='If tomorrow is hump day, what is today?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/feeds/110002909796712646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8462142&amp;postID=110002909796712646' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/110002909796712646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/110002909796712646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/2004/11/if-tomorrow-is-hump-day-what-is-today.html' title='If tomorrow is hump day, what is today?'/><author><name>Christine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530364313181724378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/TMCReogEzOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tfOUcz0HUSU/S220/Me_Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8462142.post-109907257023435147</id><published>2004-10-29T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T10:56:10.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can see the Forrest through the trees...</title><content type='html'>Thanks to Forrest I'm all set and ready to go for my presentation on Monday. I'm actually writing this blog from the kitchen. Hopefully everything runs smoothly and I rock because I can really use that spa day. (HINT, HINT) As you may or may not notice, I didn't write anything yesterday due to my stress levels on orange alert. Major flooding going on in my little studio apartment with no end it seems, in sight. But that's all I'm saying about that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, back to my presentation planning. &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/8462142-109907257023435147?l=thecoester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/feeds/109907257023435147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8462142&amp;postID=109907257023435147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/109907257023435147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/109907257023435147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-can-see-forrest-through-trees.html' title='I can see the Forrest through the trees...'/><author><name>Christine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530364313181724378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/TMCReogEzOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tfOUcz0HUSU/S220/Me_Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8462142.post-109891470571444492</id><published>2004-10-27T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-27T15:05:05.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dooby, dooby, do, I feel so betrayed by you.....</title><content type='html'>ROBERT - how could you have gone for coffee today without me? And, you didn't even bring me one back. It's so cold and rainy outside and now I have to venture out into this eerie weather all on my own? You know how I have a tendency to trip and fall...who will catch me? &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8462142-109891470571444492?l=thecoester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/feeds/109891470571444492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8462142&amp;postID=109891470571444492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/109891470571444492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/109891470571444492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/2004/10/dooby-dooby-do-i-feel-so-betrayed-by.html' title='Dooby, dooby, do, I feel so betrayed by you.....'/><author><name>Christine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530364313181724378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/TMCReogEzOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tfOUcz0HUSU/S220/Me_Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8462142.post-109881815911621271</id><published>2004-10-26T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T12:15:59.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Anything you can do I can do better..."</title><content type='html'>I swear the German was just humming that tune but perhaps I'm loco en la cabasa? But at least now he's official. Forrest just gave Danny his own real email, he's no longer internbtch@dzt.com! You go boy! Danny can now be reached at no other than danny@dzt.com or, extension 5338.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8462142-109881815911621271?l=thecoester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/feeds/109881815911621271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8462142&amp;postID=109881815911621271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/109881815911621271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/109881815911621271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/2004/10/anything-you-can-do-i-can-do-better.html' title='&quot;Anything you can do I can do better...&quot;'/><author><name>Christine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530364313181724378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/TMCReogEzOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tfOUcz0HUSU/S220/Me_Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8462142.post-109606535766741255</id><published>2004-09-24T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-24T15:35:57.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm an official Blog Head now...</title><content type='html'>Read all about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say, I'm not sure where this is going or if I'll even remember to post on this thing, say, more than once a week even, but I'll try to be diligent. This is a test, I repeat, this is a test of the emergency coester service. Being a writer and all, it only seems right to see where this blog thing will wind up. I've been reading more articles on it lately and it is quite the "in" thing to do right now...and as everyone knows, I am so in. Ha! Not quite but a girl has a right to change. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, cheers to Alison for getting me started and Geoff for giving me her blog link to begin with. Not that I'm a follower or anything but it probably would have taken me awhile to start one on my own if I had not been given a glimpse through the curtain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8462142-109606535766741255?l=thecoester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/feeds/109606535766741255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8462142&amp;postID=109606535766741255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/109606535766741255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462142/posts/default/109606535766741255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoester.blogspot.com/2004/09/im-official-blog-head-now.html' title='I&apos;m an official Blog Head now...'/><author><name>Christine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530364313181724378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dAhhchvuWNc/TMCReogEzOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tfOUcz0HUSU/S220/Me_Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
