<?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-8923648</id><updated>2011-08-20T05:55:08.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boom...get that action</title><subtitle type='html'>This is not the place to come if you're looking for some soft focus, porn star quality pictures of some asian girl. This is not the place for stupid people who went to Arizona State. This is not the place for sensitive people who get all granola and are all oh, save the world, save the world. This is basically the place for me to lord my intellect over everyone else.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>628</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-8765333089268398637</id><published>2010-10-28T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T23:09:44.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Perfect Meal</title><content type='html'>Yesterday while the rest of San Francisco was going nuts over the Giants game I had the privilege of listening to two of my food idols speak as part of the City Arts &amp;amp; Lectures program. As I've become more interested in food I've also become more aware of my food. Meaning I've learned to ask where my food comes from, how was it manufactured or produced, how did it get to my plate, who was involved in getting it to my plate. Two of my favorite food writers happen to be champions of that kind of food thinking, Ruth Reichl, the former New York Time's food critic and editor of Gourmet and Mark Bittman, New York Times food writer and author of the cookbook &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How to Cook Everything.&lt;/span&gt; I was ecstatic over the opportunity to hear them speak and it was a very sobering, thought provoking talk about how we eat in modern America and how it affects our health but what I wanted to write about tonight is the meal I had beforehand.&lt;br /&gt;When my friend and I decided to go to this talk we also wanted to have dinner beforehand. We talked about where we should go and it only felt appropriate to go to the legendary Zuni Cafe. I've been there before and it is a truly wonderful restaurant. It's perfectly San Francisco, located close to the opera house and city hall in a beautiful, light filled, two level space. The interior is warm and inviting, done in golden tones and warm woods and the restaurant has been around for awhile and buzzes with the atmosphere of precision and routine. When you go to Zuni there is one dish you must get which is their famous roast chicken. Now I generally, as a rule, do not even like chicken but the Zuni chicken is extraordinary. The chicken takes an hour to cook so my friend and I also got a Caesar salad to share and a plate of shoestring fries. We happily munched on the fries and the delicious, classic and well balanced Caesar until our chicken arrived. You get a whole chicken to split for two and it comes to you already cut up atop their bread salad. The chicken is a revelation, succulent, flavorful with crispy skin and bursting with chickeny goodness. The accompanying bread salad is just as good as the chicken, the bread is flavored with the chicken drippings and vinegar to provide a lovely balance of acid and savory accented by the sweetness of currants and pine nuts. It is one of the best things I have ever eaten in my life and I have never been less than transported to some higher culinary plain when eating it. What made last night's meal really special though was our dessert. We opted to share an apple tart with creme fraiche as an homage to the season. Apple anything just seems so appropriate in the fall. This apple tart was quite possibly the best I've ever had. The apples were perfect with sweet apple flavor and the dough was buttery, flaky perfect. The slight tanginess of the creme fraiche set the whole thing off and following the savoriness of the chicken it was the perfect ending to a perfect meal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-8765333089268398637?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/8765333089268398637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=8765333089268398637&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/8765333089268398637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/8765333089268398637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2010/10/perfect-meal.html' title='A Perfect Meal'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-5329910756441611967</id><published>2010-09-27T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T23:09:37.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Say No to Panda!</title><content type='html'>This is so freaking hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TvNcBGQu_j0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TvNcBGQu_j0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-5329910756441611967?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/5329910756441611967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=5329910756441611967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/5329910756441611967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/5329910756441611967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2010/09/never-say-no-to-panda.html' title='Never Say No to Panda!'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-93216240761337557</id><published>2010-09-26T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T21:12:57.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little Egypt, a little Kenya.</title><content type='html'>Our big 2010 trip. Egypt and Kenya, here are a few pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/TJw_VExFzJI/AAAAAAAAA_U/WotURPhMI5o/s1600/Picture+1224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/TJw_VExFzJI/AAAAAAAAA_U/WotURPhMI5o/s400/Picture+1224.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520356874538830994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/TJw_2i5XVMI/AAAAAAAAA_c/BU_cvCyGBTc/s1600/Picture+790.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/TJw_2i5XVMI/AAAAAAAAA_c/BU_cvCyGBTc/s400/Picture+790.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520357449562281154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/TJxALf-g1WI/AAAAAAAAA_k/yDmQO7eXGhA/s1600/Picture+402.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/TJxALf-g1WI/AAAAAAAAA_k/yDmQO7eXGhA/s400/Picture+402.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520357809555821922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View the rest of the photos &lt;a href="http://www.kodakgallery.com/gallery/creativeapps/slideShow/Main.jsp?albumId=768577739803"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-93216240761337557?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/93216240761337557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=93216240761337557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/93216240761337557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/93216240761337557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2010/09/little-egypt-little-kenya.html' title='A little Egypt, a little Kenya.'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/TJw_VExFzJI/AAAAAAAAA_U/WotURPhMI5o/s72-c/Picture+1224.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-337913951112681529</id><published>2010-09-23T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T22:58:55.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a while...</title><content type='html'>I know it's been a long time since I've posted. But don't be mad! I've been spending my time finding treasures like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/glii-kazad8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/glii-kazad8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-337913951112681529?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/337913951112681529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=337913951112681529&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/337913951112681529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/337913951112681529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s been a while...'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-6280357356601295643</id><published>2010-05-16T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T19:49:46.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Musings - Crispy Pork Belly Sandwich with Egg Salad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/S-zXxBjAeBI/AAAAAAAAA_E/0QujYkg-31c/s1600/24397_10150160868170643_692890642_11509142_3197700_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/S-zXxBjAeBI/AAAAAAAAA_E/0QujYkg-31c/s400/24397_10150160868170643_692890642_11509142_3197700_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470984884577138706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In San Francisco and probably the rest of the food world Tartine Bakery is legend. There is always a line out the door and around the block of people waiting patiently for some of the most delicious pastries and amazing breads you will ever eat. I'm a big Tartine fan and my favorite thing they serve is their banana cream pie which is a delicious concoction of flaky pastry, chocolate, caramel, pastry cream and ripe bananas. Heaven. But I digress. I was super excited when I heard that Tartine was going to open up a partner restaurant named Bar Tartine. I wanted to wait a bit before going to give the crowds a chance to die down and for the restaurant to work out all the kinks. Then I read a story about this amazing sandwich that Bar Tartine was serving and I was like "TAXI! Take me to Bar Tartine ASAP!!! Also, do you take credit cards?" And then I was like "Hello crispy pork belly sandwich with egg salad on country bread with pickled red onions and mixed greens get in my belly!!" Seriously though, this sandwich is AMAZING. I happen to love egg salad and I also love pork belly but I'd never thought to put the two together but thank God Bar Tartine did because now my life is complete. This sandwich is totally decadent and I can probably only handle eating it about once a year but it is totally worth it. Crispy, fatty, juicy, succulent pork belly atop creamy egg salad with all that yolky goodness spread on top of crusty country bread and topped with pickled onions to give a tart counterpoint and arugula for a spicy kick (and to make it seem healthier.) Everything together is in perfect balance and it is a flavor explosion of savory pork belly, creamy egg salad, tart and sweet pickled onions and spicy arugula. If you are in San Francisco (and have low cholesterol) I highly recommend this sandwich.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-6280357356601295643?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/6280357356601295643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=6280357356601295643&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/6280357356601295643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/6280357356601295643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2010/05/food-musings-crispy-pork-belly-sandwich.html' title='Food Musings - Crispy Pork Belly Sandwich with Egg Salad'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/S-zXxBjAeBI/AAAAAAAAA_E/0QujYkg-31c/s72-c/24397_10150160868170643_692890642_11509142_3197700_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-4374755836441446500</id><published>2010-04-15T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T22:47:00.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sing It Sister!!</title><content type='html'>For all the non whore ladies out there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="296"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.hulu.com/embed/yokxIU7xbntbmY5mhYBt0g"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.hulu.com/embed/yokxIU7xbntbmY5mhYBt0g" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="296"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-4374755836441446500?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/4374755836441446500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=4374755836441446500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/4374755836441446500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/4374755836441446500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2010/04/sing-it-sister.html' title='Sing It Sister!!'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-4095735008714962386</id><published>2010-04-13T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T22:47:11.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Musings - Berries and Cream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/S8VU2UaT2OI/AAAAAAAAA-8/lB6Zihx1twY/s1600/26027_10150173962530643_692890642_11869011_7816589_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/S8VU2UaT2OI/AAAAAAAAA-8/lB6Zihx1twY/s400/26027_10150173962530643_692890642_11869011_7816589_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459863415425325282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sense and Sensibility by Jane Austen is one of my favorite books (of course) and one of my favorite passages is when Eleanor is talking to Margaret and trying to cheer her up, tells her about the picninc they are going to have tomorrow where they will eat strawberries and cream. Something about the phrase "strawberries and cream" has always tickled my fancy and it also happens to be one of my favorite desserts. In fact I enjoyed something similar tonight at the venerable Tadich Grill restaurant in San Francisco. Pictured above is their mixed berries with zabaglione (a custard like sauce made of egg yolks, Marsala wine and sugar.) There is something so simple and satisfying about the dessert. I know most people tend to favor chocolate desserts in restaurants and don't get me wrong, I love chocolate as much as the next girl (hello! I have my own truffle company!) but whenever I see zabaglione on the menu I have to order it. You can also find it sometimes as the French version, sabayon. It is an amazing dessert in spring and summer when berries are in season and at the peak of their flavor. The freshness of the berries contrasted with the sweet, creamy richness is a combination like no other. Think of everything you like about ice cream but in a more delicate and sweet sauce poured over the freshest, ripest berries you've ever tasted and in one bite you will be transported to the lovely England of Jane Austen, in a field with clover and honeysuckle around you enjoying fresh strawberries and cream with Eleanor, Marianne and Margaret. Now if they could only come up with a dessert that could approximate Mr. Darcy, I'd be a happy camper.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-4095735008714962386?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/4095735008714962386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=4095735008714962386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/4095735008714962386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/4095735008714962386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2010/04/food-musings-berries-and-cream.html' title='Food Musings - Berries and Cream'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/S8VU2UaT2OI/AAAAAAAAA-8/lB6Zihx1twY/s72-c/26027_10150173962530643_692890642_11869011_7816589_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-6089894569524295675</id><published>2010-04-07T22:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T22:22:09.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Screw Em!!</title><content type='html'>I love this kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="420" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7d9_U1rpQyg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7d9_U1rpQyg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="420" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-6089894569524295675?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/6089894569524295675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=6089894569524295675&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/6089894569524295675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/6089894569524295675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2010/04/screw-em.html' title='Screw Em!!'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-6224828684720615605</id><published>2010-04-06T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T21:42:45.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Memories</title><content type='html'>I know I've been terrible about writing on the blog but I'm trying to find the right balance between sharing what's going on in my life and keeping private stuff private. I've also been in a bit of a rut about what to write about because as I've gotten older and more settled into my life it's not like I have all that much stuff that I would like to publicly write about. This blog started off as a space for me to share all the angst of being young, broke, and single in San Francisco and trying to find myself and the right guy and now I'm more sure of who I am and I've married a wonderful guy which is great for my personal life but isn't exactly blog fodder. So I'm going to try and take the blog in a new direction and use it as a forum for things I'm really passionate about and anyone who knows me knows I'm the most passionate about food. And I never really noticed this until recently but I have a pretty photographic memory for food. I can pretty much remember what I've eaten at any restaurant and usually what Pete ate as well if he was there. So for the next couple of blog entries I'm going to detail some of most favorite food memories. Tune in if you like food!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-6224828684720615605?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/6224828684720615605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=6224828684720615605&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/6224828684720615605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/6224828684720615605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2010/04/food-memories.html' title='Food Memories'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-2882819008252052931</id><published>2010-03-10T19:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T19:58:02.288-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love</title><content type='html'>These videos have honestly changed my life. Honestly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="420" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KQeTlxhhmEo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KQeTlxhhmEo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="420" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="420" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MyGJXLxtVEo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MyGJXLxtVEo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="420" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-2882819008252052931?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/2882819008252052931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=2882819008252052931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/2882819008252052931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/2882819008252052931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-love.html' title='I Love'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-260452491127758512</id><published>2010-02-22T22:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T22:46:52.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bedazzling</title><content type='html'>So unless you live under a rock you know the Winter Olympics are going on right now. Which basically means I get to revel in that most gayest of my gay pursuits (after RuPaul's drag race and lip syncing to Beyonce songs,) figure skating! I LOVE me some figure skating. I was enthralled by the men's competition and of course I adore Johnny Weir. I love his perfectly curled eyelashes and big Bambi eyes. And when I say love, I mean deeply envy. I find myself attracted and repulsed by Evan Lysacek, he's so sexy ugly. Kind of like Adrien Brody, ugly and yet I find myself attracted to him. Anyway back to the glorious sport of figure skating, I've been completely enthralled this Winter Olympics. And there has been some juicy stories, first the &lt;a href="http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474978062148&amp;amp;grpId=3659174697259360"&gt;Russian's horribly offensive costumes&lt;/a&gt; and now the whole &lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2010/02/22/nastia-liukin-evan-lysace_n_472195.html"&gt;Lysacek/Liukin are they/aren't they a couple story&lt;/a&gt; and I have plenty of fodder for discussion with my fellow figure skating fans. Of course our conversation always turns to "If you were skating a long program which song which would you choose?" and finally this morning I remembered the perfect song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bcLazPauA1c&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bcLazPauA1c&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, totally perfect right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-260452491127758512?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/260452491127758512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=260452491127758512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/260452491127758512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/260452491127758512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2010/02/bedazzling.html' title='Bedazzling'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-8708421824396905634</id><published>2010-01-28T21:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T09:39:21.717-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I had a farm in Africa...</title><content type='html'>So Pete and I just booked our summer vacation and we are going to.... dun &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; dun dun AFRICA!!! I'm really excited for this trip, it's the first visit to Africa for both of us and it will be our last big trip before we start having kids and going on annual pilgrimages to Disneyland. I can already see the future headlines, "Irate Wife Pushes Husband Off It's A Small World Ride." But back to Africa, we will be flying into Cairo, spending some time looking in awe at the Ancient Pyramids and then go to Kenya for an exotic safari adventure. Some things I plan on doing during the trip include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Reminding Pete often how the Pyramids were built by slaves. Yet another example of how minorities were oppressed.&lt;br /&gt;- Locking Pete in a pyramid until I get my promised pony.&lt;br /&gt;- Killing as many endangered species as possible so I can mount their heads in my game room.&lt;br /&gt;- Adopting an 18 year old Masai warrior man with a promising future career in the NBA. Kind of like The Blind Side with me in the Sandra Bullock role.&lt;br /&gt;- Reenacting the scene in Out of Africa where Robert Redford washes Meryl &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Streep's&lt;/span&gt; hair by a river in Africa. It's when she knows it's true love and I'm hoping the same thing will happen for me and Pete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly though I'm really looking forward to this adventure and proving to myself that I can rough it in the wilderness without a single day spa or shopping mall. Just me and a couple of million wildebeest in their annual migration. But just to be safe I looked up the locations of the nearest Four Seasons.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-8708421824396905634?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/8708421824396905634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=8708421824396905634&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/8708421824396905634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/8708421824396905634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-had-farm-in-africa.html' title='I had a farm in Africa...'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-7147979401180841126</id><published>2010-01-11T21:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T21:53:08.722-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heck Yeah Word!</title><content type='html'>Andy Samberg makes my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="296"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.hulu.com/embed/jLmfgUJTiQw4m_sBKQCmLg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.hulu.com/embed/jLmfgUJTiQw4m_sBKQCmLg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowFullScreen="true"  width="400" height="296"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-7147979401180841126?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/7147979401180841126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=7147979401180841126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/7147979401180841126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/7147979401180841126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2010/01/heck-yeah-word.html' title='Heck Yeah Word!'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-4226844214467129507</id><published>2010-01-06T21:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T22:14:38.572-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year's Resolutions!</title><content type='html'>So it's a new year which means I'm back! I did end up missing this blog after all so it made me feel more sure about my decision to keep writing it. And what better way to kick off a new year than with a blog post about my new year's resolutions so here they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Remove drama from my life.&lt;/span&gt; Kind of self explanatory but basically I'm making more of an effort to be calm and to remove people who add drama to my life. I've come to realize that in the past I've mistaken some people for good friends when really all they wanted from me was my willingness to listen to their problems and soothe their feelings but when it came time for them to be there for me they came up really short. This also includes my annual yearly resolution to never watch an episode of Grey's Anatomy. Like I said, no drama in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lower my blood pressure.&lt;/span&gt; Hopefully resolution number one helps with resolution number two. I've been trying to get my blood pressure under control. I cut out salt, I don't eat processed foods anymore (McDonald's doesn't count right?) and I've been going to the gym on a regular basis (gasp!!) but nothing will make it go down. I tried to explain to the doctor that I'm just kind of a high strung person (my resting heart rate is 95) but she doesn't really think of that as a medical explanation for high blood pressure. She even tried making me lay down in a darkened room and visualize relaxing things but I just got so antsy laying there thinking of all the things I needed to get done that my blood pressure was actually HIGHER when she took it a second time. Like I said, high strung. Have I mentioned what a lucky man my husband is? What with his extremely high strung, heart attack prone wife and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lose weight. &lt;/span&gt;Kind of a generic resolution.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I want to lose like 80 lbs. So I guess my goal weight would be what? 70 lbs? Totally healthy. And doable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Get pregnant. &lt;/span&gt;Crap, there goes resolution number 4. I want a ton of kids so I can exploit them as baby models and such. Mama needs a new BMW. Seriously. And my eggs aren't getting any younger. As my Mom told me, my ovaries are over 30 (note:  I was 29 at the time, apparently my ovaries are even older than me.) But I've been married almost two years now, Pete's in business school and it feels about as right a time as it's going to get. Plus my friend let me try on her maternity jeans and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hellooooooooo&lt;/span&gt; they have an elastic waist. Sign me up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it! My New Year's Resolutions! Let's see how I do with keeping them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-4226844214467129507?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/4226844214467129507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=4226844214467129507&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/4226844214467129507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/4226844214467129507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-years-resolutions.html' title='New Year&apos;s Resolutions!'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-7094962026742013356</id><published>2009-10-21T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T22:25:24.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking a Break</title><content type='html'>I know I haven't been posting a lot lately and I've decided something. I'm going to take a break from this blog until the new year. I've been really overwhelmed lately and I also feel a lot of pressure to censor what I write lately. This won't be permanent because I do love this blog and I really do enjoy writing on it and sharing my thoughts and working out my feelings. I know it might seem weird to use a public space like a blog to share my personal thoughts and feelings but it's something I enjoy. This blog has been with me for awhile and I've chronicled so much in it, from being single and crazy in San Francisco to meeting Pete and getting married. Hopefully when I return I will have some interesting things to write about! See you in the new year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-7094962026742013356?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/7094962026742013356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=7094962026742013356&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/7094962026742013356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/7094962026742013356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2009/10/taking-break.html' title='Taking a Break'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-6768368338703722539</id><published>2009-10-04T20:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T21:06:30.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love at First Sight</title><content type='html'>Everyone knows I'm really a gay man inside. And not just any gay man, a flaming gay man. So when Kylie Minogue kicked off her first ever North American tour I had to be there. I bought tickets for this concert in July when they went on sale and basically it's what I've been living for ever since. And now that the concert is over I basically feel like I have no reason to live. Seriously, I'm so sad that I have no more Kylie to look forward to and I even contemplated ditching Pete and his brother this weekend and flying to Vegas to go to Kylie's show there except  I'm poor and this was the first time Dave has come to visit Pete and I in our new place. But mostly I'm poor. Sorry Dave! If any of you have a chance to see Kylie in concert, GO. You won't regret it, she's an amazing performer and you will have the time of your life. Here's proof:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/Sslux4JR78I/AAAAAAAAA-Y/wf6kumF-xsU/s1600-h/Picture+171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/Sslux4JR78I/AAAAAAAAA-Y/wf6kumF-xsU/s400/Picture+171.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388960232289464258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ummm she is wearing a feather fur coat thing and a solar system around her head. LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SslumcjlJSI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/AtehHGeXlo0/s1600-h/Picture+191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SslumcjlJSI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/AtehHGeXlo0/s400/Picture+191.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388960035905021218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my favorite outfit of hers. All her costumes were made by John Paul Gaultier. I must have this sequin leather dress thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SsluaQYNJCI/AAAAAAAAA-I/Ki8XKJ1cdYU/s1600-h/Picture+195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SsluaQYNJCI/AAAAAAAAA-I/Ki8XKJ1cdYU/s400/Picture+195.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388959826477655074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want giant screens in my bedroom now. With pictures of my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SsluI4P7QZI/AAAAAAAAA-A/zRgArT1y7NI/s1600-h/Picture+201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SsluI4P7QZI/AAAAAAAAA-A/zRgArT1y7NI/s400/Picture+201.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388959527942701458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/Sslt6Z1qQVI/AAAAAAAAA94/Ca2YJF9xurI/s1600-h/Picture+203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/Sslt6Z1qQVI/AAAAAAAAA94/Ca2YJF9xurI/s400/Picture+203.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388959279261303122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SsltsKYFG9I/AAAAAAAAA9w/dOFV-izzJYM/s1600-h/Picture+209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SsltsKYFG9I/AAAAAAAAA9w/dOFV-izzJYM/s400/Picture+209.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388959034592533458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SsltbWg_egI/AAAAAAAAA9o/_D85pdX7llM/s1600-h/Picture+223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SsltbWg_egI/AAAAAAAAA9o/_D85pdX7llM/s400/Picture+223.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388958745793362434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SslspV8snnI/AAAAAAAAA9g/GIhZKZwp8C8/s1600-h/Picture+273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SslspV8snnI/AAAAAAAAA9g/GIhZKZwp8C8/s400/Picture+273.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388957886647672434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is she gorgeous or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SslsIY-JkNI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/51k9AJuUIfU/s1600-h/Picture+282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SslsIY-JkNI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/51k9AJuUIfU/s400/Picture+282.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388957320523387090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/Sslr3Kzed7I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/QVqjVfSlW9U/s1600-h/Picture+291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/Sslr3Kzed7I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/QVqjVfSlW9U/s400/Picture+291.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388957024662747058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kylie Forever!!&lt;br /&gt;I leave you with this video of Kylie's brand new song from the concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wNuyz0HVzoU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wNuyz0HVzoU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-6768368338703722539?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/6768368338703722539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=6768368338703722539&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/6768368338703722539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/6768368338703722539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2009/10/love-at-first-sight.html' title='Love at First Sight'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/Sslux4JR78I/AAAAAAAAA-Y/wf6kumF-xsU/s72-c/Picture+171.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-2290811284039570700</id><published>2009-09-20T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T22:45:10.808-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Housewarming Pictures</title><content type='html'>We finally got our place the way we wanted so of course we had to throw a housewarming party to show off our fabulous new place. I love my new apartment so much!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SrcNL3r5heI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/0XXRcYwBC5k/s1600-h/Picture+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SrcNL3r5heI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/0XXRcYwBC5k/s400/Picture+025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383786377122514402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The savory food table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SrcOD6MS9bI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/_UP2cYkvPw0/s1600-h/Picture+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SrcOD6MS9bI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/_UP2cYkvPw0/s400/Picture+045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383787339867944370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "fun" table, i.e. desserts and alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SrcQhLWftiI/AAAAAAAAA9A/YziMUKtwqAs/s1600-h/Picture+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SrcQhLWftiI/AAAAAAAAA9A/YziMUKtwqAs/s400/Picture+034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383790041713587746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martha's Tomato Tart. The hit of the party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SrcPpRa_HVI/AAAAAAAAA8o/pYFj0md0T9c/s1600-h/Picture+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SrcPpRa_HVI/AAAAAAAAA8o/pYFj0md0T9c/s400/Picture+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383789081270361426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marinated Boccocini Grape Tomato Skewers. Pete made these all by himself! (Under heavy supervision.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SrcQKsG9yiI/AAAAAAAAA8w/53D_xlvT2pg/s1600-h/Picture+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SrcQKsG9yiI/AAAAAAAAA8w/53D_xlvT2pg/s400/Picture+027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383789655369828898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martha's Blue Cheese Ball coated with dried cranberries and served with Terra chips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SrcQrvDP8YI/AAAAAAAAA9I/zlnwwR7B4uQ/s1600-h/Picture+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SrcQrvDP8YI/AAAAAAAAA9I/zlnwwR7B4uQ/s400/Picture+035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383790223095230850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rather lethal Lillet-Vodka punch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SrcMwvncevI/AAAAAAAAA8I/ZKSjYjTlnKw/s1600-h/Picture+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SrcMwvncevI/AAAAAAAAA8I/ZKSjYjTlnKw/s400/Picture+047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383785911099882226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the piece de resistance. Mini red velvet cupcakes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-2290811284039570700?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/2290811284039570700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=2290811284039570700&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/2290811284039570700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/2290811284039570700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2009/09/housewarming-pictures.html' title='Housewarming Pictures'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SrcNL3r5heI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/0XXRcYwBC5k/s72-c/Picture+025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-8281871342179205542</id><published>2009-09-07T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T18:29:08.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Made It!</title><content type='html'>Happy One Year Wedding Anniversary Pete! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;pajavascript:void(0)ram name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8IJzYAda1wA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8IJzYAda1wA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-8281871342179205542?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/8281871342179205542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=8281871342179205542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/8281871342179205542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/8281871342179205542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2009/09/we-made-it.html' title='We Made It!'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-2719768745494014266</id><published>2009-08-24T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T21:50:48.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo Mondays</title><content type='html'>The weather in San Francisco is gloomy and dreary and making me feel all emo. That and possibly, maybe, my PMS. That would probably explain why I burst into tears this morning when I realized I was out of shampoo. Anyway, since I'm in a emo mood here's some emo music for you. Enjoy! I particularly love the Fleet Foxes cover. And I don't care what other people say, I love it! (I'm looking at you S and D!! PS: When can I babysit R?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HMrqBldlqzA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HMrqBldlqzA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black Cab Sessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/n-lt0Y7pgnA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/n-lt0Y7pgnA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignore this stupid video, I love this cover of The Smith's "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F3hSDODDNs4"&gt;This Charming Man.&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Yle6ZZmUQxg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Yle6ZZmUQxg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-2719768745494014266?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/2719768745494014266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=2719768745494014266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/2719768745494014266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/2719768745494014266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2009/08/emo-mondays.html' title='Emo Mondays'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-1999977625140174174</id><published>2009-08-17T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T23:24:29.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuk Tuk Goose</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopIvPKkc3I/AAAAAAAAA78/lWQ-nM9U5A4/s1600-h/rr04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 229px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopIvPKkc3I/AAAAAAAAA78/lWQ-nM9U5A4/s400/rr04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371185481954653042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about you but I've always admired the kind of people who just seize the day and take off on amazing adventures. Since I'm kind of averse to being dirty and not showering every day as well as sleeping in strange place and just in general any place that does not cater to my OCD tendencies I have nothing but utmost admiration (read: envy) for those who seize the day and take off backpacking through the Andes etc. Which is why what my friend Chris is doing is so awesome! He's going to be participating in the &lt;a href="http://rickshawrun.theadventurists.com/"&gt;Rickshaw Run&lt;/a&gt; in January. It's a 2,000 mile journey through India and Nepal in a Tuk Tuk. Yes, that's right, he'll be traveling some 2,000 miles through rough terrain in a three wheeled motorcycle with about 7 horsepower and 150ccs. And he's doing it for charity!! So please donate to his cause!! For more information and to donate please go &lt;a href="http://tuktukgoose.wordpress.com/rickshawrun/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-1999977625140174174?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/1999977625140174174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=1999977625140174174&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/1999977625140174174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/1999977625140174174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2009/08/tuk-tuk-goose.html' title='Tuk Tuk Goose'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopIvPKkc3I/AAAAAAAAA78/lWQ-nM9U5A4/s72-c/rr04.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-998835345431305182</id><published>2009-08-12T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T22:51:35.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Chicharrones</title><content type='html'>A couple of weeks ago I read about a new &lt;a href="http://www.thegogame.com/team/street/index.asp"&gt;Go Game&lt;/a&gt; that was going to be all about &lt;a href="http://www.thegogame.com/team/street/index.asp"&gt;Street Food&lt;/a&gt;. I immediately sent an email to all my best foodie friends and was like "Who's In?" I guess my super competitive nature preceded me because basically only one person was like I'm game and he's even more competitive than me. The game lasts for three weeks and each week you get a set of clues which you have to solve and some of them involve finding various street carts and taking photo or videos of yourselves doing certain things to complete the mission and get your points. Right now my team is in 11th place (out of 226 teams) and I'm very excited for the finale which takes place during the &lt;a href="http://www.sfstreetfoodfest.com/"&gt;Street Food Fair&lt;/a&gt; in San Francisco. Below are some pictures of us completing some of our missions as well as a link to vote for us. Please give us A's!! We are team "My Chicharrones."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SoOlFTtgfOI/AAAAAAAAA60/RbhhSNGTei8/s1600-h/IMG_2220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SoOlFTtgfOI/AAAAAAAAA60/RbhhSNGTei8/s400/IMG_2220.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369316691364838626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vote for us &lt;a href="http://www.thegogame.com/team/street/SXSW_Photo.asp?DMID=717070"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SoOly1mFbyI/AAAAAAAAA7M/3x1H9oSu6Wo/s1600-h/SpencerOnTheGo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SoOly1mFbyI/AAAAAAAAA7M/3x1H9oSu6Wo/s400/SpencerOnTheGo.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369317473554624290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vote for us &lt;a href="http://www.thegogame.com/team/street/SXSW_Photo.asp?DMID=719048"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SoOlqm5lxFI/AAAAAAAAA7E/KZzHL6-YrsU/s1600-h/MonsieuretMadame.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SoOlqm5lxFI/AAAAAAAAA7E/KZzHL6-YrsU/s400/MonsieuretMadame.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369317332170949714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vote for us &lt;a href="http://www.thegogame.com/team/street/SXSW_Photo.asp?DMID=719056"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SoOlkgf1rjI/AAAAAAAAA68/uNLeppHwhE8/s1600-h/IMG_2267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SoOlkgf1rjI/AAAAAAAAA68/uNLeppHwhE8/s400/IMG_2267.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369317227373112882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Vote for us &lt;a href="http://www.thegogame.com/team/street/sxsw_photo.asp?DMID=719241"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-998835345431305182?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/998835345431305182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=998835345431305182&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/998835345431305182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/998835345431305182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-chicharrones.html' title='My Chicharrones'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SoOlFTtgfOI/AAAAAAAAA60/RbhhSNGTei8/s72-c/IMG_2220.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-8385909466290567386</id><published>2009-08-03T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T22:11:41.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where we're going we won't need roads....</title><content type='html'>Now let's all get something straight here, the greatest film trilogy of all time has got to be the Back to the Future series. Shut up all you Lord of the Rings and Star Wars people. Star Wars was pretty good until they released Episode One and tainted everything with the stench of Jar Jar Binks and Lord of the Rings don't even get me started.... I mean yeah it's good and all but you could have easily cut out four hours of sweeping green vistas and elven villages and still gotten an amazing trilogy. Now Back to the Future is AMAZING. Everything about it is so good! Doc, Biff, George, Lorraine, Einstein/Copernicus, the DeLorean! I love the movie so much I even for two minutes considered having the theme of my wedding be "Back to the Future." And Pete would have totally gone for it because he is an equally huge fan. Over the weekend the trilogy happened to be on TV and we gloried in all three movies which led to an argument between Pete and I about who knew more about the movie. We each claimed to have seen the movies hundreds of times and started quizzing each other to see who would break first (have I mentioned we're a tad competitive?) Finally I was able to stump Pete by asking him what the name of the mall was where Marty first travels in the DeLorean at the beginning of the movie and what was it at the end. He was stumped. Ha! And I'm not about to give you the answer either. I'm not about to give up my Back to the Future crown.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-8385909466290567386?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/8385909466290567386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=8385909466290567386&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/8385909466290567386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/8385909466290567386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2009/08/where-were-going-we-wont-need-roads.html' title='Where we&apos;re going we won&apos;t need roads....'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-8777789637348671951</id><published>2009-07-26T21:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T21:58:46.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The pursuit of Martha continues....</title><content type='html'>Finally got our new buffet so gotta show it off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/Sm0yGvN60XI/AAAAAAAAA6M/mv8m-khScag/s1600-h/Picture+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/Sm0yGvN60XI/AAAAAAAAA6M/mv8m-khScag/s400/Picture+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362997822603579762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made this rustic tomato tart. So delicious! Got the &lt;a href="http://www.marthastewart.com/recipe/tomato-tart?autonomy_kw=tomato%20tart&amp;amp;rsc=header_6"&gt;recipe&lt;/a&gt; from Martha of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/Sm0zTx6m_jI/AAAAAAAAA6c/qsaIs8h9lWY/s1600-h/Picture+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/Sm0zTx6m_jI/AAAAAAAAA6c/qsaIs8h9lWY/s400/Picture+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362999146177822258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The setting for lunch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/Sm0zsa2wpZI/AAAAAAAAA6s/Wrg0iTQdi6E/s1600-h/Picture+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" 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href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2009/07/pursuit-of-martha-continues.html' title='The pursuit of Martha continues....'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/Sm0yGvN60XI/AAAAAAAAA6M/mv8m-khScag/s72-c/Picture+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-2629127394974693230</id><published>2009-07-23T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T22:17:20.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Looks like I'm going to have to re-do my wedding....</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param 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Should Have Ended</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SmfwFah3KyI/AAAAAAAAA50/wqRp-0BoWzc/s1600-h/3GUnR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SmfwFah3KyI/AAAAAAAAA50/wqRp-0BoWzc/s400/3GUnR.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361517857219226402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-7927072972192854545?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/7927072972192854545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=7927072972192854545&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-8913547711523946145</id><published>2009-07-21T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T22:45:42.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Semi Homemade Seizure</title><content type='html'>I'm a bit of a Food Network junkie but easily my least favorite show is Sandra Lee's Semi Homemade. Which is why I found this video so amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RLMNZ6xY6YY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RLMNZ6xY6YY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my favorite shows are Diners, Drive Ins and Dives and Everyday Italian (even though I can't stand Giada she probably makes the food I'd be most likely to make) and my all time favorite Barefoot Contessa. I just love her! I love everything about her, her kitchen, her house, her recipes and I especially love her and Jeffrey. I hope that's how Pete and end up, i.e. fabulously rich with a wonderful house in the Hamptons and eating wonderful food all the time while entertaining a wide circle of cultured and amusing friends. And this will totally happen. Cause I totally have a plan. I'm not going to go into details but I'll tell you this much. It involves winning the California lottery.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-8913547711523946145?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/8913547711523946145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=8913547711523946145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/8913547711523946145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/8913547711523946145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2009/07/semi-homemade-seizure.html' title='Semi Homemade Seizure'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-5410654081619684942</id><published>2009-07-13T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T22:15:14.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Jaunt Back East</title><content type='html'>I apologize for the lack of even remotely interesting posts lately. Life has been a bit of a whirlwind. After several trips, starting my own business and moving across town I think things have finally settled down. Fingers crossed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pete and I decided after multiple trips to Europe that this year we would scale down our annual vacation and go visit friends back East. Pete is originally from the East coast and has several good friends in Maryland and DC so we flew back East to spend some time with them. It was my first experience with the East coast beach culture which is entirely different from the California beach culture. It's a lot more boardwalks and trashy clubs and a lot less surfer dudes and "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;brah&lt;/span&gt;." It was really fun and relaxing and the Atlantic is WAY warmer than the Pacific. As in you can actually go in. After a few days in Bethany Beach, Delaware absorbing all the trashiness (think Jersey shore) we headed to DC to see some other friends and stalk the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Obamas&lt;/span&gt; (I love Sasha!) Then from there we drove down to the Outer Banks of North Carolina where neither of us had ever been. Talk about sleepy towns, I don't think these places even have addresses. Everything is just marked by a mile marker and people say, "Oh yes, the best &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;crab cakes&lt;/span&gt; in the Banks is at mile post 14, they've been making those cakes since 500 BC, why my granny used to go there in 1805 and pick the shells for them." One day Pete and I needed to find an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; cafe and it took us TWO HOURS. Crazy! It was lovely and the beach is great there but I definitely could not live there. It was way too slow for me, the whole time I just felt impatient, methinks I'm not quite wired to ever fully relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to post a ton of pictures from my trip just the one picture that I think most &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;encapsulates&lt;/span&gt; our trip back East.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SlwUND_7goI/AAAAAAAAA5s/eJELcaToHPc/s1600-h/Picture+466.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SlwUND_7goI/AAAAAAAAA5s/eJELcaToHPc/s400/Picture+466.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358179871308350082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-5410654081619684942?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/5410654081619684942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=5410654081619684942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/5410654081619684942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/5410654081619684942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2009/07/jaunt-back-east.html' title='A Jaunt Back East'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SlwUND_7goI/AAAAAAAAA5s/eJELcaToHPc/s72-c/Picture+466.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-5745848041033127632</id><published>2009-07-08T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T22:32:46.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So Tired</title><content type='html'>Just got back from vacation. Will update soon with pictures from my travels. For now dealing with sunburns, mosquito bites and jet lag. Yes, I know, it's only three hours. I like sleep ok!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-5745848041033127632?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/5745848041033127632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=5745848041033127632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/5745848041033127632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/5745848041033127632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-tired.html' title='So Tired'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-2377536665960495706</id><published>2009-06-23T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T21:54:00.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Strong Island</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style='font:11px arial; 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Full Episodes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding:3px; width:33%;'&gt;&lt;a target='_blank' style='font:10px arial; color:#333; text-decoration:none;' href='http://www.indecisionforever.com'&gt;Political Humor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding:3px; width:33%;'&gt;&lt;a target='_blank' style='font:10px arial; color:#333; text-decoration:none;' href='http://www.thedailyshow.com/video/?searchterm=jason+jones'&gt;Jason Jones in Iran&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-2377536665960495706?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/2377536665960495706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=2377536665960495706&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/2377536665960495706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/2377536665960495706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2009/06/strong-island.html' title='Strong Island'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-6820730929989573095</id><published>2009-06-22T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T21:46:00.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulations Pete!!!</title><content type='html'>Pete got accepted to the Haas School of Business at UC Berkeley one of the best business schools in the country! I am so proud of Pete and excited to welcome him into the Golden Bear family. He starts classes in August and will graduate in 2012 with his Masters of Business Administration. The best part about the whole thing is we now get student tickets for football games, spouses included. Woohoo! Go Bears!!! Oh and I guess the graduate degree is pretty nice too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-6820730929989573095?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/6820730929989573095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=6820730929989573095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/6820730929989573095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/6820730929989573095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2009/06/congratulations-pete.html' title='Congratulations Pete!!!'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-4407937630042591299</id><published>2009-06-22T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T19:37:32.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sartorial Madness</title><content type='html'>Pete emerges from bedroom wearing questionable plaid/flannel type shirt last seen on &lt;a href="http://boards.ie/vbulletin/picture.php?albumid=366&amp;amp;pictureid=2081"&gt;Jared Leto circa My So-Called Life&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pete: Hey this shirt still fits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cathy: Too bad it's ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pete: It's good for wearing around the house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cathy: Or for chopping wood...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pete: I like it! You shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cathy: How old is that shirt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pete: Older than you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Folks, heed my words of wisdom here. Marriage is HARD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-4407937630042591299?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/4407937630042591299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=4407937630042591299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/4407937630042591299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/4407937630042591299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2009/06/sartorial-madness.html' title='Sartorial Madness'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-7387750807402198357</id><published>2009-06-21T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T21:46:18.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Come into my JAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!</title><content type='html'>From &lt;a href="http://www.bravotv.com/the-real-housewives-of-new-jersey"&gt;The Real Housewives of New Jersey&lt;/a&gt;, the greatest, GREATEST reality TV moment of all time. I can't stop watching this and laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widgets.bravotv.com/o/4657041ec2a2cf53/4a3f0bd1b0f25aa4/4657041ec2a2cf53/295cf68a/-cpid/d6ebce8a79a0cf1" id="W4657041ec2a2cf534a3f0bd1b0f25aa4" width="400" height="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widgets.bravotv.com/o/4657041ec2a2cf53/4a3f0bd1b0f25aa4/4657041ec2a2cf53/295cf68a/-cpid/d6ebce8a79a0cf1" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="all" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so going to be her for Halloween. My friend Evan is going to be Danielle because he's thinner and is willing to get tattooed eyebrows. I get to be Teresa because I have more shoes and natural rage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-7387750807402198357?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/7387750807402198357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=7387750807402198357&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/7387750807402198357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/7387750807402198357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2009/06/come-into-my-jaaaaaaaaaaaa.html' title='Come into my JAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-452193605147413230</id><published>2009-06-15T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T23:14:07.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No time for blogging!</title><content type='html'>I know! I've been an incredibly delinquent blogger but this chocolate business has been taking up a ton of my time!! We sold out of three batches already and we just finished up our Father's Day orders so we should have a brief respite for the time being. Expect more blogging soon about all my projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, go see &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=880J9kvnNi0"&gt;The Hangover&lt;/a&gt;, it is HIGH-larious. Carlos! Not at the table!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-452193605147413230?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/452193605147413230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=452193605147413230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/452193605147413230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/452193605147413230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2009/06/no-time-for-blogging.html' title='No time for blogging!'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-4879812883499589184</id><published>2009-06-08T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T20:06:11.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing my new baby.</title><content type='html'>My new dessert company that I started with my friend Katherine! It's currently called Bliss Sweet Shop. Here are some pictures of us making our delicious chocolate truffles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/Si3P8k1QFpI/AAAAAAAAA48/S5u10RHNjsA/s1600-h/cathkath.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/Si3P8k1QFpI/AAAAAAAAA48/S5u10RHNjsA/s400/cathkath.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345156972344776338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/Si3QCz7ffxI/AAAAAAAAA5E/7WytRdDEuXw/s1600-h/cathkath4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/Si3QCz7ffxI/AAAAAAAAA5E/7WytRdDEuXw/s400/cathkath4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345157079476698898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/Si3QGv6i38I/AAAAAAAAA5M/l99d1nOveIA/s1600-h/cathkath5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/Si3QGv6i38I/AAAAAAAAA5M/l99d1nOveIA/s400/cathkath5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345157147118460866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/Si3QL-1ezZI/AAAAAAAAA5U/Ddqoh3guoIg/s1600-h/cathkath7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/Si3QL-1ezZI/AAAAAAAAA5U/Ddqoh3guoIg/s400/cathkath7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345157237023100306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/Si3QPi-GDSI/AAAAAAAAA5c/-A2n9rRegOE/s1600-h/cathkath9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/Si3QPi-GDSI/AAAAAAAAA5c/-A2n9rRegOE/s400/cathkath9.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345157298262510882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/Si3QWMhguBI/AAAAAAAAA5k/LRiXWr53qbI/s1600-h/cathkath12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/Si3QWMhguBI/AAAAAAAAA5k/LRiXWr53qbI/s400/cathkath12.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345157412496128018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All pictures taken by &lt;a href="http://blipfoto.com/view.php?id=311015&amp;amp;month=6&amp;amp;year=2009"&gt;Chuin Phang&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php#/pages/Bliss-Sweet-Shop/83422061343?sid=f03607cd7e712ea677edbb34ee59269d&amp;amp;ref=search"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please fan us on Facebook&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-4879812883499589184?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/4879812883499589184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=4879812883499589184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/4879812883499589184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/4879812883499589184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2009/06/introducing-my-new-baby.html' title='Introducing my new baby.'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/Si3P8k1QFpI/AAAAAAAAA48/S5u10RHNjsA/s72-c/cathkath.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-5894859333885200724</id><published>2009-06-02T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T22:42:18.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No more ESPN</title><content type='html'>"Ow!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ooooooooooow, you hurt my finger!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You hit me!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I did not hit you, your face hit my finger!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My face did not move at all, your finger hit my face, clearly it is not a charging foul, it's a blocking foul."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Are you really describing our relationship in basketball verbiage? Really?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-5894859333885200724?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/5894859333885200724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=5894859333885200724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/5894859333885200724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/5894859333885200724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2009/06/no-more-espn.html' title='No more ESPN'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-1666770667484610327</id><published>2009-05-27T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T21:58:23.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A funny story from Hawaii</title><content type='html'>When we were in Hawaii we went to visit Pearl Harbor which Pete really wanted to visit since he is obsessed with World War II.  I think it's partly because his grandfather was a glider pilot in the war and partly because he has a Y chromosome. I was frankly more interested in working on my tan and eating shaved ice but once we realized that Pete could only last about ten minutes in the blazing sun even with the SPF 185 we had to come up with an alternate plan. So depressing war memorial here we come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you have never been there, the memorial is built over the sunken remains of the USS Arizona. First you watch a short film about the attack which details how many of the soldiers on the Arizona are entombed there to this day. It's a very sad and sobering experience. To get to the memorial you have to take about a five minute boat ride out to the memorial so after the film everyone shuffles out to the waiting boat and takes a seat for the short trip. We sat down next to this cute little kid who was about three or four and gave us a big toothy grin. He was absolutely, fricking adorable. He immediately started talking to us and he turned out to be really friendly and chatty and was pointing out the waves and talking about how much he liked boats when all of a sudden he got super quiet and serious and whispers to me "I know who lives in the water..." Keep in mind we'd just watched the film about the dead soldiers still in the boat so suddenly, this conversation had seemingly taken a complete 180 and was going into weird Sixth Sense type territory where I thought he would suddenly be like "I see dead soldiers." But then he gets even more quiet and with big, round eyes and a tone of reverence goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Spongebob. In his pineapple house."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO CUTE!! I just about keeled over from all the adorableness. Bless his cute little heart. I love Hawaii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although he did also ask me if I thought we would see Spongebob at the memorial and seeing as how we were heading to a war memorial which is also the tomb of many fallen soldiers I figured I'd let his parents field that one....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-1666770667484610327?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/1666770667484610327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=1666770667484610327&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/1666770667484610327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/1666770667484610327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2009/05/funny-story-from-hawaii.html' title='A funny story from Hawaii'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-7421563292598706847</id><published>2009-05-20T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T22:31:23.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy</title><content type='html'>Sorry I haven't blogged much. I cannot even believe how busy I've been for the last month. Pete and I were talking tonight and we realized that for the last month there hasn't been a single night where both of us have been home with no plans. Seriously, here's what's been happening in the last few months:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I've launched my own chocolate company. It's still really new but I'm very excited about it and we actually sold out of truffles over Mother's Day so it's a good sign! I'm excited about this new step in my life!&lt;br /&gt;- We went to Dan and Tammi's amazing beach wedding in Playa del Carmen, Mexico where we were completely oblivious to the swine flu outbreak that was all over the news. We realized it when we got to Cancun airport, saw everyone in masks and saw the newspapers reporting the swine flu outbreak in Mexico City. Which just happened to be where our layover was. Wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;- We found and moved into our absolute dream apartment in San Francisco. Before we came to look at this place Pete had asked me everything I wanted in my dream apartment and then someway, somehow this place had it! Walk in closet, nice views, formal dining room, good closet space, newly remodeled bathroom and kitchen, amazing neighborhood. I love it!&lt;br /&gt;- We took a quick trip to Hawaii to "relax" which was amazing. It was Pete's first time and let me tell you, in Hawaii I am a whole different person. I am nice, I am kind, I am EASY  GOING. It was enough to make Pete look into getting a summer home there. I AM THAT FREAKING NICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway it's been a bit of a whirlwind and it hasn't seemed to stop. This weekend coming up I have a chocolate class, a 90th birthday party, my high school reunion, dinner with a friend from England and a Flight of the Conchords concert. I guess I can't complain. Life is busy but at least I'm really living it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-7421563292598706847?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/7421563292598706847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=7421563292598706847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/7421563292598706847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/7421563292598706847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2009/05/busy.html' title='Busy'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-4766721704186389248</id><published>2009-05-19T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T10:33:08.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch the whole thing and laugh til you cry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ASr5GcuDHug&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ASr5GcuDHug&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-4766721704186389248?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/4766721704186389248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=4766721704186389248&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/4766721704186389248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/4766721704186389248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2009/05/watch-whole-thing-and-laugh-til-you-cry.html' title='Watch the whole thing and laugh til you cry.'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-3604009659729345024</id><published>2009-05-05T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T23:46:49.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired</title><content type='html'>Between Mexico, moving, launching my own chocolate company (more on all these things later) I'm way too exhausted and fried to blog anything remotely interesting. If I did try to blog it would probably be something along the lines of "I am tired. I like pie. Oh! A blue car!" I'm off to Hawaii this weekend and will hopefully return refreshed and rejuvenated! Vaya con dios bitches!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-3604009659729345024?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/3604009659729345024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=3604009659729345024&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/3604009659729345024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/3604009659729345024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2009/05/tired.html' title='Tired'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-3295294903369643482</id><published>2009-04-28T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T21:56:46.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Typical</title><content type='html'>The last time I left the country I almost didn't make it back because the airline I was coming back on WENT BANKRUPT WHILE I WAS ABROAD so of course the next time I leave the country there would be an INTERNATIONAL HEALTH CRISIS CENTERED AROUND THE COUNTRY I AM VISITING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I currently am achey and tired and have a slight sore throat. It could be swine flu or it could be paranoia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-3295294903369643482?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/3295294903369643482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=3295294903369643482&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/3295294903369643482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/3295294903369643482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2009/04/typical.html' title='Typical'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-6221492750481573719</id><published>2009-04-22T21:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T21:55:40.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adios</title><content type='html'>Can't blog. Going to Mexico.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-6221492750481573719?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/6221492750481573719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=6221492750481573719&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/6221492750481573719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/6221492750481573719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2009/04/adios.html' title='Adios'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-1159776211852350153</id><published>2009-04-19T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T23:06:17.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Of all the gin joints, in all the towns, in all the world, he walks into mine.</title><content type='html'>The other night Pete and I were out at dinner with some friends and afterward I wanted to go to Badlands, a dance club/bar in the Castro. Now, just to explain, the Castro is a predominantly gay neighborhood in San Francisco so Badlands is obviously a gay bar. So I drag Pete with me to the gay bar and he was a really good sport about it. We get to Badlands and it was really fun but we decided to head across the way to Toad Hall (more on why later) and as we're walking out of Badlands this guy walks up to Pete and the following conversation ensues:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Excuse me, are you from Pittsford?&lt;br /&gt;Pete: Yeah, I am.&lt;br /&gt;Guy: You used to work out at my gym and you wore a Pittsford Mendon soccer shirt. Do you remember me from Club One?&lt;br /&gt;Pete: Ummm...no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's get something straight here. Pete hasn't gone to Club One in SIX YEARS. So clearly, this guy saw Pete working out six years ago as a lithe, young whippersnapper and has been fantasizing about it ever since. Can you imagine what this guy was thinking when suddenly Pete walked into Badlands? He must have been like "OMG, DESTINYYYYYYYYY." Sadly, Pete had to burst his bubble when the guy asked him, "What are you doing here!!??" Pete goes, "I'm here with my wife." What a killjoy!! But Pete said he didn't want to lead the guy on. Still! He could have given him something. I mean, come on, at least there's someone out there fantasizing about Pete. All I have to say is, fantasize all you want kind of stalkerish gay guy, I got the real thing at home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-1159776211852350153?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/1159776211852350153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=1159776211852350153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/1159776211852350153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/1159776211852350153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2009/04/of-all-gin-joints-in-all-towns-in-all.html' title='Of all the gin joints, in all the towns, in all the world, he walks into mine.'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-2930524011592668897</id><published>2009-04-14T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T21:48:51.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cause all I have time for these days is YouTube postings...</title><content type='html'>I'm in love. With a four year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oeAY5WgpcdA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oeAY5WgpcdA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/profile?user=neils4&amp;view=videos&amp;start=20"&gt;Click here for more&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-2930524011592668897?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/2930524011592668897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=2930524011592668897&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/2930524011592668897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/2930524011592668897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2009/04/cause-all-i-have-time-for-these-days-is.html' title='Cause all I have time for these days is YouTube postings...'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-1968067008302266647</id><published>2009-04-09T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T22:06:00.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Latest Obsession</title><content type='html'>This kid. Love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lxfe8YTd6N4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lxfe8YTd6N4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YIbFB112AtI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YIbFB112AtI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This kid ain't too shabby either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.collegehumor.com/moogaloop/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=1823321&amp;fullscreen=1" width="480" height="360" &gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"/&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt;&lt;param name="AllowScriptAccess" value="true"/&gt;&lt;param name="movie" quality="best" value="http://www.collegehumor.com/moogaloop/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=1823321&amp;fullscreen=1"/&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.collegehumor.com/moogaloop/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=1823321&amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"  width="480" height="360"  allowScriptAccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="padding:5px 0; text-align:center; width:480px;"&gt;Watch &lt;a href="http://www.collegehumor.com/video:1823321"&gt;Tiny Little Breakdancer&lt;/a&gt; and more &lt;a href="http://www.collegehumor.com/videos" &gt;funny videos&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.collegehumor.com/"&gt;CollegeHumor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-1968067008302266647?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/1968067008302266647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=1968067008302266647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/1968067008302266647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/1968067008302266647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-latest-obsession.html' title='My Latest Obsession'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-7281356634030216067</id><published>2009-04-07T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T21:14:02.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving on up!</title><content type='html'>I am happy to announce that Pete and I are moving!! We have decided to take advantage of plummeting rents, (thanks economic downturn! perhaps the only good thing about this stupid recession) and we have found this great new place on Lake Street, one of the nicest streets in San Francisco! Things are going to be a little hairy here as we are going to Mexico in two weeks for Dan and Tammi's wedding and then moving the next weekend and then going to Hawaii for Pete's birthday! Eep!! Stressful! On the plus side I just found out our new neighbor is Diane Feinstein! Guess we know who's bbq's well be crashing in our new hood!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-7281356634030216067?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/7281356634030216067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=7281356634030216067&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/7281356634030216067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/7281356634030216067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2009/04/moving-on-up.html' title='Moving on up!'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-5035759422359666429</id><published>2009-04-01T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T20:26:02.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Narcoleptic Goats</title><content type='html'>The title says it all. I love this video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bZLpQeQj0Fs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bZLpQeQj0Fs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-5035759422359666429?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/5035759422359666429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=5035759422359666429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/5035759422359666429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/5035759422359666429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2009/04/narcoleptic-goats.html' title='Narcoleptic Goats'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-7168942270473524597</id><published>2009-03-26T22:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T23:00:38.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seriously, I think this video could cure cancer or something.</title><content type='html'>And I've watched it like a 100 times. Just today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wQ3ihzESKpk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wQ3ihzESKpk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. He's the hottest guy I've ever seen in my life. He should win American Idol. All of them. Future, past and present.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-7168942270473524597?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/7168942270473524597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=7168942270473524597&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/7168942270473524597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/7168942270473524597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2009/03/seriously-i-think-this-video-could-cure.html' title='Seriously, I think this video could cure cancer or something.'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-5509749785655520968</id><published>2009-03-25T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T21:30:34.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying to blog</title><content type='html'>I've been sitting here trying to think of something to blog but I am coming up short so here's a random selection of the thoughts running through my head right now (note: I am watching American Idol):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I really hate Pete's La-Z-Boy and can't wait for it to break. Hopefully right in half in some irreparable manner.&lt;br /&gt;- Megan Joy from American Idol is fantastically pretty but she is the most awkward dancer I've ever seen. Quit it with that weird waddly shaky thing!&lt;br /&gt;- Just saw a commercial for Fox's new show about a Glee Club. Finally, I have something to watch now that RuPaul's Drag Race is finished. (Camerooooooooooooon.)&lt;br /&gt;- I really want this Marc Jacob's &lt;a href="http://www1.bloomingdales.com/catalog/product/index.ognc?ID=138982&amp;amp;CategoryID=15523&amp;amp;PageID=15523*1*24*-1*-1*2"&gt;dress&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- Paula seems too busy dancing to give good critiques.&lt;br /&gt;- I can't figure out what I want to wear to work tomorrow which means I'll probably have to decide tomorrow morning and miss the bus to work.&lt;br /&gt;- I really hope shoulder pads aren't &lt;a href="http://women.timesonline.co.uk/tol/life_and_style/women/fashion/article5753702.ece"&gt;coming back&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- I'm still ridiculously happy about the fact that I am currently beating Pete in our bracket pool and that I managed to get fifteen of the sweet sixteen right. Holla!&lt;br /&gt;- Ugh, also, I am hungry. This is what comes of eating salad for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;- Do you think Pete would notice if I spent $400 bucks on a dress? Hmmm, he might when the rent check bounces.&lt;br /&gt;- I really want some froyo right now.&lt;br /&gt;- And some peanut butter.&lt;br /&gt;- Peanut butter froyo. Genius.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-5509749785655520968?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/5509749785655520968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=5509749785655520968&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/5509749785655520968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/5509749785655520968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2009/03/trying-to-blog.html' title='Trying to blog'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-5765466095758337006</id><published>2009-03-23T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T20:31:00.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus</title><content type='html'>Pete was in Tahoe all weekend with his man club for NCAA March Madness, blackjack, libations and other manly things so I decided to have a girl's weekend of my own back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's compare and contrast our weekends shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weekend involved:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A visit to the de Young for the Yves St. Laurent and Warhol Live exhibit.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch at the Academy of Sciences.&lt;br /&gt;Attending the San Francisco International Chocolate Salon.&lt;br /&gt;Girls night in with Sangria and a viewing of Twilight and High School Musical.&lt;br /&gt;Pedicures&lt;br /&gt;Shopping&lt;br /&gt;Brunch at Foreign Cinema&lt;br /&gt;Consumption of massive amounts of bread, cheese, and chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His weekend involved:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basketball&lt;br /&gt;Beer&lt;br /&gt;Blackjack&lt;br /&gt;Throwing snowballs at Gerard while he's puking in the snow from food poisoning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I can't decide which weekend was better.... All I know is, I am totally kicking Pete's butt in our brackets and that Morgan caught Gerard's food poisoning and ended up puking during his training meeting at the office today. Well done Morgan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-5765466095758337006?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/5765466095758337006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=5765466095758337006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/5765466095758337006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/5765466095758337006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2009/03/men-are-from-mars-women-are-from-venus.html' title='Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-360186785428757986</id><published>2009-03-18T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T23:16:50.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A conversation with a friend...</title><content type='html'>"What do you like more, the Super Bowl or March Madness?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"March Madness for sure, there are a lot of things I like more than the Super Bowl."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Like what? Buffalo wings? Laker Girls? Southern Comfort?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pretty much."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Man, I should write a book called 'Things Guys Like.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It would have like four chapters, we're a simple folk."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah it would be like, Chapter 1: Sandwiches. Chapter 2: Sports. Chapter 3: Sex. Chapter 4: Sleep."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" I sense a best seller."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-360186785428757986?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/360186785428757986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=360186785428757986&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/360186785428757986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/360186785428757986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2009/03/conversation-with-friend.html' title='A conversation with a friend...'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-4981528255550046805</id><published>2009-03-17T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T21:48:36.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snuggielicious</title><content type='html'>So ever since Faust gave me a Snuggie for my birthday Pete and I have been duking it out over who gets to wear it (it's usually whoever gets home first and DOESN'T have to make dinner AKA Pete.) The other day while running errands at Walgreens Pete finally picked up his own Snuggie so now we have two of them. I was so happy when he bought another Snuggie and told him never to wear my Snuggie again. So when we got home in order to differentiate who's Snuggie is whose Pete took some masking tape and made a PK on the front of his Snuggie which he then proclaimed was "Like a superhero cape. But backwards." Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's lamer, the guy who enjoys wearing a backwards superhero cape or the girl who married him?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-4981528255550046805?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/4981528255550046805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=4981528255550046805&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/4981528255550046805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/4981528255550046805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2009/03/snuggielicious.html' title='Snuggielicious'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-5721702808320769219</id><published>2009-03-12T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T23:11:28.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Patrick Chewing</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="264"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kBF1lsZUlUI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kBF1lsZUlUI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="264"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-5721702808320769219?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/5721702808320769219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=5721702808320769219&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/5721702808320769219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/5721702808320769219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2009/03/patrick-chewing.html' title='Patrick Chewing'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-4951152331477620838</id><published>2009-03-10T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T00:00:00.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thirty!</title><content type='html'>I've been thirty for a month now so I figure it's time to get the pictures from my birthday party up. Hey! I'm old! It takes us old people longer to get to stuff. Cause we move slow and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;To start off the night, Pete generously treated twenty of my friends to dinner at Andalu as a thank you for being such awesome friends. It really meant a lot to me to have all my friends share in my big milestone birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SbXt0bvVsNI/AAAAAAAAA3A/5mTryEiVXxQ/s1600-h/Picture+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SbXt0bvVsNI/AAAAAAAAA3A/5mTryEiVXxQ/s400/Picture+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311412820608659666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faust got me the Snuggie for my birthday! I LOVE IT. Pete and I routinely race each other home just to see who can snag it first before luxuriating on the couch enveloped in warm, comforting, super soft fleece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SbXuBFMym5I/AAAAAAAAA3I/MqHy0lcWlgo/s1600-h/Picture+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SbXuBFMym5I/AAAAAAAAA3I/MqHy0lcWlgo/s400/Picture+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311413037896473490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faust was handed the part of the cake that said "Fabulous" even though it was MY birthday. Typical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SbXuaghIr0I/AAAAAAAAA3Q/fWuW6LEjMlY/s1600-h/Picture+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SbXuaghIr0I/AAAAAAAAA3Q/fWuW6LEjMlY/s400/Picture+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311413474726293314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Andalu we went to Bruno's to meet up with more people and get our dance on. Here's a picture of me and Pete actually acknowledging the other's existence. Romantic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SbXumHv3DQI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/hCWuVWuX-D8/s1600-h/Picture+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SbXumHv3DQI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/hCWuVWuX-D8/s400/Picture+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311413674235596034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan didn't get the FOB memo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SbXu03_krHI/AAAAAAAAA3g/Hs-QjdAlZZE/s1600-h/Picture+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SbXu03_krHI/AAAAAAAAA3g/Hs-QjdAlZZE/s400/Picture+028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311413927704570994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not a real birthday party without some fobby picture posing! Notice only one of the white girls got it right. Go Chris!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SbXvOLrAL2I/AAAAAAAAA3o/uHgwRGi8yOA/s1600-h/Picture+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SbXvOLrAL2I/AAAAAAAAA3o/uHgwRGi8yOA/s400/Picture+031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311414362483732322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laura is nothing if not classy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SbXvZJKpX-I/AAAAAAAAA3w/zxGpIQWJWTM/s1600-h/Picture+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SbXvZJKpX-I/AAAAAAAAA3w/zxGpIQWJWTM/s400/Picture+038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311414550789709794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My pretty and YOUNG friends. BITCHES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SbXvmRzNT_I/AAAAAAAAA34/6HKD36XVLIg/s1600-h/Picture+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SbXvmRzNT_I/AAAAAAAAA34/6HKD36XVLIg/s400/Picture+056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311414776445620210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOMEONE RUINED THE PICTURE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SbXv-NWfoxI/AAAAAAAAA4I/o_6VHWNMuC0/s1600-h/Picture+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SbXv-NWfoxI/AAAAAAAAA4I/o_6VHWNMuC0/s400/Picture+073.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311415187568304914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morgan looks so happy to be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SbXwiBU4UeI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/n7X3o7u_Dpk/s1600-h/Picture+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SbXwiBU4UeI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/n7X3o7u_Dpk/s400/Picture+082.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311415802815599074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my favorite picture of the night. How cute is that? REAL emotion! That reminds me, gotta make another Botox appointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SbXwJ8__-mI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/kXiLWR9l1jI/s1600-h/Picture+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SbXwJ8__-mI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/kXiLWR9l1jI/s400/Picture+088.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311415389337418338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't hang in the Mission without visiting the bacon hot dog cart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SbXw7wmw6rI/AAAAAAAAA4g/5GlGVz-Mfos/s1600-h/Picture+090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SbXw7wmw6rI/AAAAAAAAA4g/5GlGVz-Mfos/s400/Picture+090.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311416245003807410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, the best birthday ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SbXvxeMD27I/AAAAAAAAA4A/MFjC1jNCfdE/s1600-h/Picture+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SbXvxeMD27I/AAAAAAAAA4A/MFjC1jNCfdE/s400/Picture+057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311414968749644722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-4951152331477620838?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/4951152331477620838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=4951152331477620838&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/4951152331477620838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/4951152331477620838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2009/03/thirty.html' title='Thirty!'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SbXt0bvVsNI/AAAAAAAAA3A/5mTryEiVXxQ/s72-c/Picture+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-4360733547019398161</id><published>2009-03-08T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T21:33:21.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess what I got for my birthday!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2xZp-GLMMJ0"&gt;Snuggie!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SbSbhU27HrI/AAAAAAAAA24/nc6GrGlmMS4/s1600-h/Picture+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SbSbhU27HrI/AAAAAAAAA24/nc6GrGlmMS4/s400/Picture+029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311040857413721778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SbSbR8qtloI/AAAAAAAAA2w/NYWod_fEFFs/s1600-h/Picture+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SbSbR8qtloI/AAAAAAAAA2w/NYWod_fEFFs/s400/Picture+028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311040593222014594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-4360733547019398161?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/4360733547019398161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=4360733547019398161&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/4360733547019398161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/4360733547019398161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2009/02/guess-what-i-got-for-my-birthday.html' title='Guess what I got for my birthday!!'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SbSbhU27HrI/AAAAAAAAA24/nc6GrGlmMS4/s72-c/Picture+029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-2572802631150704262</id><published>2009-03-06T09:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T09:24:31.122-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Friday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=3237836&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=3237836&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/3237836"&gt;BOOMBOX&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user1308851"&gt;Ely Kim&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-2572802631150704262?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/2572802631150704262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=2572802631150704262&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/2572802631150704262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/2572802631150704262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-friday.html' title='Happy Friday!'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-6685686810974546569</id><published>2009-03-03T22:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T22:39:18.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The time has come.... to lip sync FOR YOUR LIFE.</title><content type='html'>So I'm kind of obsessed with this new show on TV called &lt;a href="http://www.logoonline.com/shows/dyn/rupauls_drag_race/videos.jhtml"&gt;RuPaul's Drag Race&lt;/a&gt; which is basically a reality show for drag queens. Uh. This show was MADE FOR ME!! Faust told me about the show and was like, YOU. MUST. WATCH. AND I DID. AND I LOVE IT. LOVE!! IT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hosted by RuPaul, (SO fabulous) and the purpose of the show is to find the next drag superstar. I'm a total fairy princess (read: fag hag) so I love this show aside from the fact that all the "women" are like way hotter than me. Bitches! But also what's amazing about this show is its positive message. I really love the show because it respects these drag queens and they are able to laugh at themselves and have fun while showing an alternative lifestyle in a positive light. People should be free to live their lives however they want if they aren't hurting anyone else, it doesn't matter if you are gay, straight, bisexual, polyamorous, transgender, a crossdresser, whatever! You have every right to be whoever you want to be and to celebrate who you are and that is what this show is all about. As RuPaul says at the end of every show (right before the big dance party) "If you can't love yourself, how the HELL you gonna love anybody else?" So true! I'm so glad this show is on TV and I hope it becomes more popular. So please watch! I mean come on! Every show ends with a lip syncing showdown which involves RuPaul proclaiming, "The time has come...to lip sync FOR YOUR LIFE." And one of the character's name is Bebe Zahara Benet! Best name ever! And also, on what other show are you going to hear the lines "Time to tighten your tucking panties" or "You gotta use your skillz to pay the billz." Best show ever! Please watch so it does not get taken away from me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Ongina! You my girl!! CALL ME!! We can be besties! I have almost as many shoes as &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gU8URip9mIo"&gt;Imelda Marcos&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPS: I know I'm using a lot of caps in this post but come on people! It's a post about DRAG QUEENS. IF THAT IS NOT CAPS APPROPRIATE WHAT IS????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-6685686810974546569?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/6685686810974546569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=6685686810974546569&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/6685686810974546569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/6685686810974546569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2009/03/time-has-come-to-lip-sync-for-your-life.html' title='The time has come.... to lip sync FOR YOUR LIFE.'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-5196152339845119659</id><published>2009-03-03T21:25:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T22:11:58.311-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love nature, (NOT!)</title><content type='html'>The other day I was talking to someone about Yosemite and they were espousing the great beauty of this amazing park and the trees and waterfalls and mountains and grass and squirrels and all things natural and how you could get massages and all this spa treatment amidst all this GREAT NATURAL BEAUTY and I cracked some joke about how that was great and all but they also offered these amazing spa treatments in urban cities, sometimes even near shopping! And fine dining! And museums! And then I got the look of scorn. OMGGGGGGGGGGGG, you don't like natuuuuuuuure, omg my face is melting oooooooooooooffffffffff I'm in the presence of someone who haaaaaaaaaaaaates hiiiiiiiikiiiiiiiiiiiing, omgaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhwejherktjhwkjhykjwhe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously? Why do people who like hiking and nature think they are so much better than those of who prefer to stay in with a book, or go to a museum, or even HORRORS, watch REALITY TV?? It's like when Pete scoffs at my love of American Idol and then religiously watches every NFL football game. Let me point something out here, they are both arbitrary situations which really have NO MEANING OR IMPACT on real life and which allow us to indulge in some kind of unfulfilled dream we had about being a great singer/athlete/next top model/drag queen. The only difference is that I acknowledge that my hobby is stupid and he doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;Some people like hiking, I don't. I like museums. I like TV. I like books and sleeping in. I don't go ooooooh my goooooooood I'm so much better than you, I just read a whole book while you were trudging through mud amongst trees. I just think ok, you like hiking. Not my jam. And I don't even find Yosemite or any of the nature around here that great. I like Hawaii, I like things like &lt;a href="http://images.google.com/images?q=ha+long+bay&amp;amp;oe=UTF-8&amp;amp;rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official&amp;amp;client=firefox-a&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;sa=N&amp;amp;tab=wi&amp;amp;ei=cBuuSfaEGYHwsAOsl8ylDg&amp;amp;oi=property_suggestions&amp;amp;resnum=0&amp;amp;ct=property-revision&amp;amp;cd=3"&gt;Ha Long Bay&lt;/a&gt;. Basically I like the tropics. I'm just not into the whole lakes, trees, mountains thing. Call me an anti Chaparralite but I just don't dig. You can have all the massages you want on Half Dome and go on believing the greatest thing a person can do is spend time outside and I will just keep enjoying my city life and bonus points, you can look at me lying here reading my Graham Greene and feel all self satisfied thinking about me while you're getting lyme disease hiking around in those woods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: This rant does not apply to all outdoorsy people, just the ones who go around making you feel bad just because you don't like being outdoorsy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-5196152339845119659?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/5196152339845119659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=5196152339845119659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/5196152339845119659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/5196152339845119659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-love-nature-not.html' title='I love nature, (NOT!)'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-2066763116910425602</id><published>2009-02-27T13:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T13:54:18.201-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Say Frog!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1QaNHh6shFw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1QaNHh6shFw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-2066763116910425602?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/2066763116910425602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=2066763116910425602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/2066763116910425602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/2066763116910425602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2009/02/say-frog.html' title='Say Frog!'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-170964834241157040</id><published>2009-02-25T00:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T00:00:01.464-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Day Ever</title><content type='html'>Lately I've been reminiscing about my time at UC Berkeley and in particular the food scene in Berkeley. Let me just say, the food in Berkeley is pretty damn awesome. You always hear about San Francisco's culinary scene but Berkeley is a lesser known but equally amazing food destination. After all, one of the country's most revered chefs, Alice Waters, chose to open her restaurant, the famed Chez Panisse, in Berkeley. After singing its praises to my friend Katherine for so long, we decided to make a trip to Berkeley to check out all the great food. Christine also joined us on our food day and it was pretty much the best day ever.&lt;br /&gt;Our first stop was &lt;a href="http://www.gregoirerestaurant.com/"&gt;Gregoire's&lt;/a&gt; restaurant. Gregoire is a must visit for anyone checking out food in Berkeley. It's located in the "&lt;a href="http://www.gourmetghetto.org/"&gt;Gourmet Ghetto&lt;/a&gt;" area nestled next to Chez Panisse, Cesar and across the street from Cheeseboard Collective. Gregoire used to be a chef at the Ritz Carlton and decided to take a change of pace and open up this small gourmet take out restaurant in Berkeley which is phenomenal. It's become quite the cult favorite and for good reason. Gregoire's focuses on local and seasonal products with a changing monthly menu. To start we got two of his sandwiches, the creamy organic egg salad with truffles on toasted white bread:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SaTc5x3gKjI/AAAAAAAAA1I/dyl1u92TFp4/s1600-h/Picture+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SaTc5x3gKjI/AAAAAAAAA1I/dyl1u92TFp4/s400/Picture+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306609146146073138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the roasted duck breast with jicama and blood orange salad on Dutch crunch. Both were delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SaTeI9jI-EI/AAAAAAAAA1g/EOf3wB-ON6s/s1600-h/Picture+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SaTeI9jI-EI/AAAAAAAAA1g/EOf3wB-ON6s/s400/Picture+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306610506491557954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one thing that never goes off the menu are his potato puffs. Little bites of heaven. It's like if mashed potatoes and fries had babies, they would be these potato puffs. Little balls of fried goodness with delicious soft potato filling dipped in some kind of aioli. What could be better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SaTd3EcdKEI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/PR6-WJ-kZKk/s1600-h/Picture+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SaTd3EcdKEI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/PR6-WJ-kZKk/s400/Picture+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306610199104923714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, PS, ladies, the chef at Gregoire's is so cute! We were sitting at the counter and had full view of the kitchen and at one point the chef walked over and dumped about six pounds of butter in a pot to melt. I practically leapt across the hot grill and screamed MARRY ME at the chef. I mean it could have been Mario Batali and I would have probably done the same thing. What can I say? I love butter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SaTdrCCrbyI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/nTl9os5xRJY/s1600-h/Picture+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SaTdrCCrbyI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/nTl9os5xRJY/s400/Picture+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306609992301506338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SaTcmoXQJ8I/AAAAAAAAA1A/c-n6k5qBE74/s1600-h/Picture+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SaTcmoXQJ8I/AAAAAAAAA1A/c-n6k5qBE74/s400/Picture+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306608817177372610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we wandered across the street to &lt;a href="http://cheeseboardcollective.coop/index.html"&gt;Cheeseboard Collective&lt;/a&gt; to check out the cheeses and pastries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SaTeVwIjhWI/AAAAAAAAA1o/_kRcYtnHL_A/s1600-h/Picture+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SaTeVwIjhWI/AAAAAAAAA1o/_kRcYtnHL_A/s400/Picture+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306610726228690274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A list of aaaaalllll the cheeses at Cheeseboard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SaTe0En8OsI/AAAAAAAAA14/2Lt0vJTUQFQ/s1600-h/Picture+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SaTe0En8OsI/AAAAAAAAA14/2Lt0vJTUQFQ/s400/Picture+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306611247125117634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 5% of the cheese available in the shop. They also do a daily pizza that is definitely worth checking out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SaTeiLxaQMI/AAAAAAAAA1w/7zmyT0al3VE/s1600-h/Picture+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SaTeiLxaQMI/AAAAAAAAA1w/7zmyT0al3VE/s400/Picture+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306610939806236866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After ODing on cheese and baked goods, we decided to head to Fourth Street to walk some of the food off. We visited &lt;a href="http://www.yelp.com/biz/pasta-shop-berkeley"&gt;The Pasta Shop&lt;/a&gt;, the &lt;a href="http://www.yelp.com/biz/cafe-rouge-berkeley-2#hrid:2uaz0NzggLpdjkv_FGTQzA/src:search/query:meat"&gt;Meat Counter&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.yelp.com/biz/sur-la-table-berkeley"&gt;Sur La Table&lt;/a&gt; and ogled all the expensive tools I couldn't justify buying. (Apple corer! Cherry pitter! Sign me up!) Then we hit up &lt;a href="http://www.yelp.com/biz/the-spanish-table-berkeley"&gt;The Spanish Table&lt;/a&gt; where we reveled in everything Spanish and I picked up some chorizo and some Spanish olives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SaTfBobndvI/AAAAAAAAA2A/rga7mf5nFnc/s1600-h/Picture+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SaTfBobndvI/AAAAAAAAA2A/rga7mf5nFnc/s400/Picture+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306611480075400946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we had walked off some of the food, we decided it was time for... more food! We drove over to &lt;a href="http://www.vikdistributors.com/chaat/chaatMenu.html"&gt;Vik's Chaat House&lt;/a&gt; where we got some yummy snacks and checked out the Indian grocery store next door and picked up some spices. Then we headed over to the &lt;a href="http://www.scharffenberger.com/"&gt;Scharffenberger factory&lt;/a&gt; to say &lt;a href="http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/c/a/2009/01/28/BU2F15I9DV.DTL"&gt;goodbye&lt;/a&gt; and had a chocolate rum pot de creme at &lt;a href="http://www.cafecacao.biz/"&gt;Cafe Cacao&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SaTfbzedmlI/AAAAAAAAA2I/bg9db8tCgIk/s1600-h/Picture+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SaTfbzedmlI/AAAAAAAAA2I/bg9db8tCgIk/s400/Picture+025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306611929716726354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The remains of our pot de creme....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SaTfrq2o0SI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/rLWsHQ4hUYk/s1600-h/Picture+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SaTfrq2o0SI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/rLWsHQ4hUYk/s400/Picture+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306612202280112418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to &lt;a href="http://www.berkeleybowl.com/"&gt;Berkeley Bowl&lt;/a&gt; to check out the madness, &lt;a href="http://www.crixacakes.com/"&gt;Crixa Cakes&lt;/a&gt; for a pot of tea and some cake and then finally a stop at &lt;a href="http://www.bakesalebetty.com/"&gt;Bakesale Betty's&lt;/a&gt; for the best fried chicken sandwich ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the perfect day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-170964834241157040?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/170964834241157040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=170964834241157040&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/170964834241157040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/170964834241157040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2009/02/best-day-ever.html' title='The Best Day Ever'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SaTc5x3gKjI/AAAAAAAAA1I/dyl1u92TFp4/s72-c/Picture+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-8473541723224612377</id><published>2009-02-24T18:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T09:19:23.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is the world coming to??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://apnews.myway.com/article/20090105/D95H0ST00.html"&gt;Waterford is going bankrupt!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wedding china is Waterford so I guess I better hurry up and buy the rest of the settings. I have to think someone will buy them because the brands are so strong and hopefully they won't discontinue it all. I read that several fine china companies are going bankrupt. Forget the auto bailout! We need a china industry bailout!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-8473541723224612377?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/8473541723224612377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=8473541723224612377&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/8473541723224612377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/8473541723224612377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-is-world-coming-to.html' title='What is the world coming to??'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-4202579656013262396</id><published>2009-02-18T00:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T00:00:01.081-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who says romance is dead!</title><content type='html'>The other night I was thinking about my relationship with Pete before I went to sleep and reminiscing about when he was just "this guy I was dating" and now I'm married to him so I rolled over, poked him awake and was like "Remember when we used to only spend the night together two times a week? And now you're ALWAYS STEALING THE COVERS? AND THIS IS FOREVER??" and he was like "I like this!" And I was like "Ohmigod, barf, later" and rolled over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-4202579656013262396?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/4202579656013262396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=4202579656013262396&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/4202579656013262396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/4202579656013262396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2009/02/who-says-romance-is-dead.html' title='Who says romance is dead!'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-1603902567573190917</id><published>2009-02-17T00:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T19:06:06.428-08:00</updated><title type='text'>He Is the Cherry on my Sundae</title><content type='html'>The rest of the thirty days of gifts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 16 - Dinner at McDonalds&lt;br /&gt;Day 17 - Thirty Kisses and one Hershey's Kiss&lt;br /&gt;Day 18 - Dinner at &lt;a href="http://www.harrisrestaurant.com/"&gt;Harris Steakhouse&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 19 - A night out dancing with my girlfriends.&lt;br /&gt;Day 20 - Gummi Candies&lt;br /&gt;Day 21 - Box of Coco Delice Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;Day 22 - Flowers and a Footrub&lt;br /&gt;Day 23 - Dinner at Popeye's&lt;br /&gt;Day 24 - Movie Night (We saw &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1139797/"&gt;Let the Right One In&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Day 25 - Ten Hershey Kisses and Ten Real Kisses&lt;br /&gt;Day 26 - Brunch at &lt;a href="http://serpentinesf.com/"&gt;Serpentine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 27 - Dinner for twenty of my closest friends at &lt;a href="http://www.andalusf.com/home.html"&gt;Andalu&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 29 - The &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Top-Chef-Cookbook-Creators/dp/0811864308"&gt;Top Chef cookbook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 30 - Dinner with at &lt;a href="http://www.michaelmina.net/mm/"&gt;Michael Mina&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know what you're thinking.... I get it. I'm a super lucky girl and Pete is the best husband ever. I GET IT! But just so you know, I'm pretty cool too ok? For his 30th I threw him a great big party with all his friends that included SOCCER and RIBS and BEER and also took him out for steak at Harris and ummm hello what about Point Break Live? The greatest drama to ever be brought to the stage? And ummmm, ok forget it. Pete wins at marriage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-1603902567573190917?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/1603902567573190917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=1603902567573190917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/1603902567573190917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/1603902567573190917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2009/02/he-is-cherry-on-my-sundae.html' title='He Is the Cherry on my Sundae'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-8209268605033491814</id><published>2009-02-10T20:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T20:52:59.089-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Crap</title><content type='html'>I'm thirty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-8209268605033491814?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/8209268605033491814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=8209268605033491814&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/8209268605033491814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/8209268605033491814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2009/02/holy-crap.html' title='Holy Crap'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-6129756435679898413</id><published>2009-02-09T00:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T00:00:01.279-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please Watch This Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="302"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=3089746&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=3089746&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="302"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/3089746"&gt;"Fidelity": Don't Divorce...&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/couragecampaign"&gt;Courage Campaign&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but  be reminded of those who fought against miscegenation 40 years ago when I think of those who argue against gay marriage and just like we overturned that battle I have no doubt that in 40 years we will be able to right this horrible wrong. The real tragedy however will be for the millions of people that it came too late for. Who were denied the simple human right of loving whoever they chose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-6129756435679898413?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/6129756435679898413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=6129756435679898413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/6129756435679898413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/6129756435679898413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2009/02/please-watch-this-video.html' title='Please Watch This Video'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-2683756801322798837</id><published>2009-02-08T15:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T15:45:00.798-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Martha Stewart</title><content type='html'>I've been feeling pretty crafty lately and looking to Martha for inspiration. For Fake Thanksgiving I went all out. Look at my table!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SYvNeOjTWdI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/gnY5pG9EXvE/s1600-h/100_1148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SYvNeOjTWdI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/gnY5pG9EXvE/s400/100_1148.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299555305717455314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SYvNk9S14tI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/ZL93oDs9o04/s1600-h/100_1149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SYvNk9S14tI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/ZL93oDs9o04/s400/100_1149.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299555421344096978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even handmade place cards for everyone. Thanks Martha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SYvNrmnwmUI/AAAAAAAAA0g/KUbtna765E4/s1600-h/100_1142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SYvNrmnwmUI/AAAAAAAAA0g/KUbtna765E4/s400/100_1142.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299555535516899650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for Christmas, I distributed these mulling kits to all my friends. They're little tins with mulling sachets I made with cheesecloth and spices like cinnamon, cardamom, star anise and clove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SYvOyb9LO7I/AAAAAAAAA0o/0EVVfCbOozw/s1600-h/Picture+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SYvOyb9LO7I/AAAAAAAAA0o/0EVVfCbOozw/s400/Picture+035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299556752424647602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the idea from Martha (who else?) I adore Martha. Although, watch out Martha, I'm getting pretty crafty, you might want to start sleeping with one eye open and your decoupage scissors under your pillow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-2683756801322798837?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/2683756801322798837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=2683756801322798837&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/2683756801322798837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/2683756801322798837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2009/02/martha-stewart.html' title='Martha Stewart'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SYvNeOjTWdI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/gnY5pG9EXvE/s72-c/100_1148.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-1174104477285334539</id><published>2009-02-05T21:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T21:27:58.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Better or For Worse (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>So you know how when you're pregnant you can't have sushi? Sushi happens to be my favorite food. As well as Pete's. And no, I'm not pregnant but Pete and I plan on trying to be in the family way soon so we were discussing what life changes would come with pregnancy. You know, stuff like no more strippers over past midnight and putting away vodka bottles and drug paraphernalia when the baby starts walking. And by putting away I mean putting them out of reach of the baby but still within reach of mommy and daddy. So I mentioned the whole sushi thing and how upset I would be to not be able to eat it for nine months at which point I said "You're not going to eat sushi too right? Since I can't have sushi and you want to be supportive while I'm pregnant?" At which point, my up until then seemingly loving, kind and supportive husband goes "Are you crazy, of course I'm going to keep eating it." I was how shall we put this, what's the word, hmmmmm.... ANGRY. Pete and I proceeded to have a tiff which went something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pete: What if I only eat it when you're not around?&lt;br /&gt;Cathy: If I can't eat it, neither should you. You still get to eat blue cheese and drink coffee and drink alcohol! And go hang gliding! And stand near the microwave! I'm just asking you to give up one little thing to make me happy. I have to go through so much and you can't do this one thing?&lt;br /&gt;Pete: I think you're being ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;Cathy: So wait, you want me to go through nine months of nausea, fatigue, pressure on all my internal organs, your spawn doing a tap dance on my bladder, and stretch marks culminating in one day of horrible and agonizing pain and you can't give up eating sushi for nine months???&lt;br /&gt;Pete: Oh like you're not going to spend the entire nine months making my life miserable and making me wait on you hand and foot. (This is true, I do plan on not doing anything for myself while I'm pregnant and torturing Pete at every possible opportunity.)&lt;br /&gt;Cathy: You're really going to equate your mild mental suffering with my nine months of massive mental and physical suffering??? Really?? Look, either you agree to this now or wait til I'm pregnant, hormonal and crying to you while I'm pregnant and give in then. Your call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point Pete decided to count his losses, capitulated and is now agreeing to be sushi free for nine months. Ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-1174104477285334539?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/1174104477285334539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=1174104477285334539&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/1174104477285334539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/1174104477285334539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2009/02/for-better-or-for-worse-part-2.html' title='For Better or For Worse (Part 2)'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-1129996220419542547</id><published>2009-02-02T22:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T22:25:35.029-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What are you talking about, the ladies love my sugar lumps.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iu_6NEYDzqo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iu_6NEYDzqo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-1129996220419542547?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/1129996220419542547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=1129996220419542547&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/1129996220419542547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/1129996220419542547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-are-you-talking-about-ladies-love.html' title='What are you talking about, the ladies love my sugar lumps.'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-144559508564437181</id><published>2009-01-29T00:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T00:00:02.158-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't let the bed bugs bite!</title><content type='html'>The other night I had the craziest, scariest dream. It was awful! I dreamt I was in my apartment and I went to open the door and this crazy, deformed dwarf started crawling in! He only had half limbs so he was pulling himself along the floor and his face was all deformed and on the side of his head so he was looking up at me while I was staring down at him and he was making this horrible, guttural moaning sound while he scrabbled in and in my dream I wanted to run but I was rooted to the floor with fear and shock. It was so awful and then I woke up screaming while Pete was in the shower.&lt;br /&gt;This is what I get for watching The Bachelor before I go to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-144559508564437181?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/144559508564437181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=144559508564437181&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/144559508564437181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/144559508564437181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2009/01/dont-let-bed-bugs-bite.html' title='Don&apos;t let the bed bugs bite!'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-4903611620284038358</id><published>2009-01-27T00:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T00:00:11.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>He Is the Cheese to My Macaroni</title><content type='html'>The tally so far for my thirty days of presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 - Roses delivered to my office&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 - One Hershey Kiss&lt;br /&gt;Day 3 - A copy of Malcolm Gladwell's "&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Outliers-Story-Success-Malcolm-Gladwell/dp/0316017922"&gt;Outliers&lt;/a&gt;." I was going to see Malcolm speak the next day and got it autographed at the lecture.&lt;br /&gt;Day 4 - Two Hershey Kisses&lt;br /&gt;Day 5 - Dinner and a Movie (Gran Torino)&lt;br /&gt;Day 6 - A &lt;a href="http://www.mariebelle.com/"&gt;Mariebelle&lt;/a&gt; Chocolate Candy Bar&lt;br /&gt;Day 7 - An iTunes Gift Card&lt;br /&gt;Day 8 - Brunch and the day at Stinson Beach&lt;br /&gt;Day 9 - A &lt;a href="http://www.michaelmischerchocolates.com/"&gt;Michael Mischer &lt;/a&gt;Chocolate Bar (Pete knows I have a thing for high quality, artisanal chocolate.)&lt;br /&gt;Day 10 - An Award Certificate for being Cute&lt;br /&gt;Day 11 - "&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Unaccustomed-Earth-Jhumpa-Lahiri/dp/0676979343"&gt;Unaccustomed Earth&lt;/a&gt;" by one of my favorite authors, Jhumpa Lahiri.&lt;br /&gt;Day 12 - Five Hershey Kisses&lt;br /&gt;Day 13 - Lunch and a visit to the &lt;a href="http://www.calacademy.org/"&gt;Academy of Sciences&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 14 - An extended backrub&lt;br /&gt;Day 15 - Taco Bell! I love fast food!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-4903611620284038358?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/4903611620284038358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=4903611620284038358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/4903611620284038358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/4903611620284038358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2009/01/he-is-cheese-to-my-macaroni.html' title='He Is the Cheese to My Macaroni'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-2614030349254013725</id><published>2009-01-26T00:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T00:00:02.438-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gung Hay Fat Choy!!</title><content type='html'>Happy Year of the Ox!! Pete and I visited the Flower Market Fair in Chinatown and I took a few pictures of the festivities. Enjoy and may you all have a healthy and prosperous New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SX0llaaubhI/AAAAAAAAAzM/FP6kfbpQrsA/s1600-h/Picture+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SX0llaaubhI/AAAAAAAAAzM/FP6kfbpQrsA/s400/Picture+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295430061534375442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SX0l3FXuHWI/AAAAAAAAAzU/QFbHdzm2y7s/s1600-h/Picture+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SX0l3FXuHWI/AAAAAAAAAzU/QFbHdzm2y7s/s400/Picture+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295430365122272610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SX0mDabEP4I/AAAAAAAAAzc/8KHP9b8OR7I/s1600-h/Picture+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SX0mDabEP4I/AAAAAAAAAzc/8KHP9b8OR7I/s400/Picture+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295430576931880834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SX0mU-DjTQI/AAAAAAAAAzk/FPlrlcfagkc/s1600-h/Picture+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SX0mU-DjTQI/AAAAAAAAAzk/FPlrlcfagkc/s400/Picture+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295430878554705154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SX0mu6QuXxI/AAAAAAAAAzs/CeZMSdGONB8/s1600-h/Picture+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SX0mu6QuXxI/AAAAAAAAAzs/CeZMSdGONB8/s400/Picture+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295431324212813586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SX0m8rWwG9I/AAAAAAAAAz0/Xl7pvs6TeUg/s1600-h/Picture+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SX0m8rWwG9I/AAAAAAAAAz0/Xl7pvs6TeUg/s400/Picture+027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295431560729730002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SX0ntaQy1fI/AAAAAAAAAz8/b5BMeGaWb8A/s1600-h/Picture+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SX0ntaQy1fI/AAAAAAAAAz8/b5BMeGaWb8A/s400/Picture+028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295432397954930162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-2614030349254013725?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/2614030349254013725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=2614030349254013725&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/2614030349254013725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/2614030349254013725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2009/01/gung-hay-fat-choy.html' title='Gung Hay Fat Choy!!'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SX0llaaubhI/AAAAAAAAAzM/FP6kfbpQrsA/s72-c/Picture+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-796162379105651466</id><published>2009-01-23T15:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T15:34:57.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Sickness and In Health</title><content type='html'>"These morning meetings stink! My bus was late, BART was late and then an hour meeting. AAHHH!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My tummy hurts, I might go home sick."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That sucks. I have a dentist appointment today so I might be home a little early although my appointments always seem to start late. I’m supposed to get there at 4."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My stomach hurts really badly, I'm going home."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OK babe, feel better!! Get some more sleep when you get home! I don’t want you to get sick! Since you’re going to be home, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;can you TIVO the Villanova/UConn game for me. I think its on either ESPN or ESPN2 at 4&lt;/span&gt;…Thanks and feel better!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When your wife goes home sick with the stomach flu, it's really the little things you do to make her feel better that matter. LIKE ASK HER TO TAPE SOME STUPID BASKETBALL GAME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-796162379105651466?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/796162379105651466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=796162379105651466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/796162379105651466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/796162379105651466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2009/01/in-sickness-and-in-health.html' title='In Sickness and In Health'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-5416264401956369538</id><published>2009-01-20T17:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T22:02:05.032-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoa, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This was obviously written a few weeks ago but I'm going to go ahead and publish it anyway because our meal was so fantastic and we had such a great time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year! Pete and I celebrated the New Year with dinner at Globe, a local San Francisco restaurant. They were offering a five course tasting menu which was so delicious and amazing and the restaurant had really gone all out for New Year's Eve with tons of balloons and decorations, we ended up having a blast! It was definitely the best New Year's Eve any of us had ever had. Below is a description of our meal and some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pete started with the winter green salad with pomegranate dressing which he said tasted incredibly fresh. I had the chestnut soup with truffles which was soooooooooo good. I'd never had chestnut soup before and am not overly fond of chestnuts in the first place but this soup was amazing. It was warm and savory and the truffles added the perfect pungent, earthy notes. I loved it.&lt;br /&gt;Next, Pete had another salad of crab, grapefruit and arugula, it was sooooo good. The salad was perfectly dressed so the greens were not wilted and the crab flavor really shone. I had a petite roasted russet potato with caviar and creme fraiche and a little salad of mache next to it. My salad was perfectly dressed as well and the delicate greens really tasted amazingly fresh and delicate and not overpowered by dressing as lots of salads can be. And my potato was a little bite of heaven, the potato was so soft and fluffy and delicate with the slightly tangy bite of cream and the unctuous saltiness of the caviar, it was heavenly. I could easily eat ten of these.&lt;br /&gt;Then Pete had a seared sea scallop with braised endive and I had the duck foie gras terrine with a toast and huckleberry compote. The foie gras was delicious as was the huckleberry compote. My only complaint is the presentation of the dish, while lovely, it made it somewhat difficult to eat as the terrine and toast were laid out separately while the compote was painted in a stripe across the plate and the only way I could get all three flavors in one bite was by kind of smearing my fork into the compote and then smearing it onto my toast. It was quite delicious though.&lt;br /&gt;For our fourth course Pete had the braised short ribs and sirloin. I had a bite of the short rib which was amazing. The best taste of the night. They fell off the bone and were full of flavor. I had the lamb chop which was the only course that I felt fell short, my chop was really fatty and I ended up getting off very little meat off of it but the flavor combination on my plate was really good as the chop came with a mint sauce and nicoise olives and fennel bulb. I just wish I'd gotten a better cut chop.&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, for our dessert course we shared a lemon semifreddo on some kind of shortbread crust and fruit compote which was delicious and refreshing and a chocolate pave with ice cream and toasted almond. Delicious but not outstanding.&lt;br /&gt;Pete and I all dressed up to go out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SXa4WyNqsEI/AAAAAAAAAyM/GsXAbtQeuy0/s1600-h/Picture+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SXa4WyNqsEI/AAAAAAAAAyM/GsXAbtQeuy0/s400/Picture+041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293621113596325954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it got close to midnight, this waiter hopped on the bar and led everyone in the countdown to midnight. When it was midnight, Pete had the important job of pulling the string for the balloon drop while everyone sang "Auld Lang Syne."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SXa4snCeOoI/AAAAAAAAAyU/JX1UNqpPhqY/s1600-h/Picture+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SXa4snCeOoI/AAAAAAAAAyU/JX1UNqpPhqY/s400/Picture+051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293621488553704066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We happened to be seated right under the balloon drop and thus got the brunt of the confetti as well. This picture doesn't convey nearly how much confetti we had on us by the end of the night. At least 100 times what you see in the picture. As I walked back home to the car I left a trail of colorful confetti behind me as if I had some kind of bizarre paper like form of dandruff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SXa5EBURNcI/AAAAAAAAAyc/302KhGeyU2o/s1600-h/Picture+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SXa5EBURNcI/AAAAAAAAAyc/302KhGeyU2o/s400/Picture+065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293621890744661442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we sang Auld Lang Syne, we could hear the fireworks right outside so we went out to take a look. This is the only halfway decent shot I managed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SXa6Ll3fB-I/AAAAAAAAAys/ZDl6N75cHCc/s1600-h/Picture+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SXa6Ll3fB-I/AAAAAAAAAys/ZDl6N75cHCc/s400/Picture+062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293623120326756322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The table next to us at the end of the night. Looks like they had a good time as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SXa50ViKiQI/AAAAAAAAAyk/5dvf0-pPV7Q/s1600-h/Picture+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SXa50ViKiQI/AAAAAAAAAyk/5dvf0-pPV7Q/s400/Picture+069.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293622720805374210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-5416264401956369538?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/5416264401956369538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=5416264401956369538&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/5416264401956369538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/5416264401956369538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2009/01/whoa-2009.html' title='Whoa, 2009'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SXa4WyNqsEI/AAAAAAAAAyM/GsXAbtQeuy0/s72-c/Picture+041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-4883918445182938532</id><published>2009-01-19T23:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T23:06:27.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This movie was made for me.</title><content type='html'>MUST SEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="264"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gCKk6ToNago&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gCKk6ToNago&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="264"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-4883918445182938532?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/4883918445182938532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=4883918445182938532&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/4883918445182938532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/4883918445182938532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-movie-was-made-for-me.html' title='This movie was made for me.'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-8232504880607021222</id><published>2009-01-12T20:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T20:00:01.211-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thirty is the new Twenty-One</title><content type='html'>O.M.G! I am going to turn THIRTY in THIRTY days from TODAY. Which also means today is the start of Pete's thirty gifts in thirty days. That's right, I get thirty birthday gifts, one each over the next thirty days. Uhhhh, I kind of love turning thirty. Also, this is probably the only time I'll say this ever, my husband is pretty freaking awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-8232504880607021222?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/8232504880607021222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=8232504880607021222&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/8232504880607021222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/8232504880607021222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2009/01/thirty-is-new-twenty-one.html' title='Thirty is the new Twenty-One'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-8930957228179454254</id><published>2009-01-11T15:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T18:19:55.915-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Better or For Worse</title><content type='html'>Some couples like to kiss each other good night before going to bed. We are not one of those couples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pete: "Good night, honey."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Good night. Oh, I forgot, I was going to print out this article and leave it on your pillow for you."&lt;br /&gt;Pete: "Oh really? What was it about?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "&lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/world/2009/jan/06/genitals-fire-husband-australia"&gt;This woman who burns off her husband's penis when she sees him hugging another woman.&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Pete: "Oh."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Yup! Good night!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-8930957228179454254?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/8930957228179454254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=8930957228179454254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/8930957228179454254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/8930957228179454254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2009/01/for-better-or-for-worse.html' title='For Better or For Worse'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-7031196504034839544</id><published>2009-01-10T15:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T16:01:52.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Glory and The Resurrection</title><content type='html'>A terrible thing happened over the holidays. My trusty laptop, my portal to the internets, the center of my happy little cyber universe started acting up and wouldn't work properly. I guess it was all those visits to www.virusesandfreeporn.com. Bad idea! Anyway, I'm glad to report that the trusty and wonderful fellows at Tech Collective have my beloved baby back up and working and my life can resume its normal cadence of cyberactivity intermingled with Cheeto binges and Gossip Girl. Expect more blog posts starting....NOW!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-7031196504034839544?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/7031196504034839544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=7031196504034839544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/7031196504034839544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/7031196504034839544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2009/01/humans-are-dead.html' title='The Glory and The Resurrection'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-1072875433765356736</id><published>2009-01-05T17:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T17:13:00.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outliers</title><content type='html'>I was so excited to see Charlie Rose interview Malcolm Gladwell on his show. Love them both and this is a fascinating interview about success and also includes an explanation for why Asians are so much better at math than white folk. Holla!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed allowFullScreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?showShareButtons=true&amp;amp;docId=7927861560484865829%3A16000%3A1822000&amp;amp;hl=en" style="width:400px;height:326px" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-1072875433765356736?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/1072875433765356736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=1072875433765356736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/1072875433765356736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/1072875433765356736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2009/01/outliers.html' title='Outliers'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-4251149616878473904</id><published>2008-12-30T21:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T17:12:38.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so over you, 2008.</title><content type='html'>And another year has passed. I guess for me it's been quite the year. I made some wonderful new friends and had a few bittersweet goodbyes, one of which was to my single state of bliss. I went through one of life's major milestones this year, getting married. And while I do not think of it as some major accomplishment in life (and I don't mean this as something against marriage, I just mean that being married should not be an end goal but rather a life choice that you make if you want to) the decision to get married made me think a great deal about my life and what I've achieved and learned and the kind of person I want to be. I feel like this year, more than any other, I've finally grown up. I've learned what it means to really love someone and I've learned to NOT ENGAGE (thanks Faust!) when confronted with those who have tried to hurt me in the past and most importantly I learned how strong I can be and I've finally learned to get my petty impulses and temper somewhat under control. This year has been quite the roller coaster for me but you know what they say, what doesn't kill you only makes you stronger! So thanks 2008! I can't wait for 2009!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-4251149616878473904?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/4251149616878473904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=4251149616878473904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/4251149616878473904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/4251149616878473904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-so-over-you-2008.html' title='I&apos;m so over you, 2008.'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-7119307596740916314</id><published>2008-12-15T20:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T20:31:52.224-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chubby Cuppy Cake!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ysqh1uzqGrc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ysqh1uzqGrc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-7119307596740916314?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/7119307596740916314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=7119307596740916314&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/7119307596740916314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/7119307596740916314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2008/12/chubby-cuppy-cake.html' title='Chubby Cuppy Cake!'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-4859568715881826527</id><published>2008-12-08T19:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T21:20:16.647-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wedding</title><content type='html'>I know these are late but here are a select few of my favorite pics from the wedding.&lt;br /&gt;Getting into the limo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/ST31zW1s4AI/AAAAAAAAAx0/Y_PD2hFAlC4/s1600-h/Picture+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/ST31zW1s4AI/AAAAAAAAAx0/Y_PD2hFAlC4/s400/Picture+040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277644601001041922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pete and some of his groomsmen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/ST31fz03YNI/AAAAAAAAAxs/kmTRaGcwHEs/s1600-h/Picture+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/ST31fz03YNI/AAAAAAAAAxs/kmTRaGcwHEs/s400/Picture+041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277644265184780498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this picture of Pete and his dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/ST300bVYVkI/AAAAAAAAAxk/AjrOn-KZ03E/s1600-h/Picture+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/ST300bVYVkI/AAAAAAAAAxk/AjrOn-KZ03E/s400/Picture+079.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277643519875896898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking down the aisle with my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/ST30UZ8q53I/AAAAAAAAAxc/fyJF_hpiA0I/s1600-h/Picture+122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/ST30UZ8q53I/AAAAAAAAAxc/fyJF_hpiA0I/s400/Picture+122.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277642969748006770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/ST3zb_LSZfI/AAAAAAAAAxU/O4hVb_fTYGs/s1600-h/Picture+128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/ST3zb_LSZfI/AAAAAAAAAxU/O4hVb_fTYGs/s400/Picture+128.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277642000488883698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/ST3zBuSBPyI/AAAAAAAAAxM/Pb7crMVCXME/s1600-h/Picture+136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/ST3zBuSBPyI/AAAAAAAAAxM/Pb7crMVCXME/s400/Picture+136.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277641549277118242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprise! We hired lion dancers to surprise our guests as soon as the ceremony was finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/ST3yVE2yDyI/AAAAAAAAAxE/rzg0JDeq_Qo/s1600-h/Picture+146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/ST3yVE2yDyI/AAAAAAAAAxE/rzg0JDeq_Qo/s400/Picture+146.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277640782242778914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/ST3xo4o3bMI/AAAAAAAAAw8/qLuAD3v76Rs/s1600-h/Picture+170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/ST3xo4o3bMI/AAAAAAAAAw8/qLuAD3v76Rs/s400/Picture+170.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277640023048940738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also insisted on having a candy bar at the wedding. Gotta satisfy the sweet tooth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/ST3xCTbbaFI/AAAAAAAAAw0/gEAi1UCg_wc/s1600-h/Picture+194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/ST3xCTbbaFI/AAAAAAAAAw0/gEAi1UCg_wc/s400/Picture+194.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277639360225437778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/ST3wc9WCKnI/AAAAAAAAAws/STpNYWCGOGk/s1600-h/Picture+201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/ST3wc9WCKnI/AAAAAAAAAws/STpNYWCGOGk/s400/Picture+201.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277638718642072178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The grilled cheese and tomato soup appetizers were the hit of the wedding. People couldn't get enough of them and I heard they ran out fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/ST3vvzoOhXI/AAAAAAAAAwk/wsQnCdE9nm0/s1600-h/Picture+219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/ST3vvzoOhXI/AAAAAAAAAwk/wsQnCdE9nm0/s400/Picture+219.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277637942939911538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/ST3u33J2_qI/AAAAAAAAAwc/NKu4UgrI53Y/s1600-h/Picture+238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/ST3u33J2_qI/AAAAAAAAAwc/NKu4UgrI53Y/s400/Picture+238.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277636981813608098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/ST3uHN1cfEI/AAAAAAAAAwU/3Oz4rGWPqJI/s1600-h/Picture+240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/ST3uHN1cfEI/AAAAAAAAAwU/3Oz4rGWPqJI/s400/Picture+240.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277636146088410178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/ST3tK-Fo-SI/AAAAAAAAAwM/5P-DZ3gmZtA/s1600-h/Picture+248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/ST3tK-Fo-SI/AAAAAAAAAwM/5P-DZ3gmZtA/s400/Picture+248.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277635111069219106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/ST3s0Cb0QlI/AAAAAAAAAwE/3-opaG2hMxo/s1600-h/Picture+251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/ST3s0Cb0QlI/AAAAAAAAAwE/3-opaG2hMxo/s400/Picture+251.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277634717098984018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing the sirtaki with my new Greek relatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/ST3sQIor13I/AAAAAAAAAv8/aWUkSM9oAJs/s1600-h/Picture+291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/ST3sQIor13I/AAAAAAAAAv8/aWUkSM9oAJs/s400/Picture+291.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277634100288280434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/ST3r0KTPPZI/AAAAAAAAAv0/nnziT5u9aJs/s1600-h/Picture+298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/ST3r0KTPPZI/AAAAAAAAAv0/nnziT5u9aJs/s400/Picture+298.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277633619698859410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/ST3raaaVq_I/AAAAAAAAAvs/l21ovm7YZ7I/s1600-h/Picture+339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/ST3raaaVq_I/AAAAAAAAAvs/l21ovm7YZ7I/s400/Picture+339.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277633177347009522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-4859568715881826527?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/4859568715881826527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=4859568715881826527&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/4859568715881826527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/4859568715881826527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2008/12/wedding.html' title='The Wedding'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/ST31zW1s4AI/AAAAAAAAAx0/Y_PD2hFAlC4/s72-c/Picture+040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-2597147308947790585</id><published>2008-12-08T19:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:45:31.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I REALLY hope he knows how babies are made.</title><content type='html'>A conversation that transpired today while Pete and I were walking back from Polk street and passed by a woman carrying a small baby in a Baby Bjorn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pete: I wonder how it feels for women to carry the baby around after they've had it?&lt;br /&gt;Cathy: Uh, what do you mean?&lt;br /&gt;Pete: You know, it must be different, cause like what you're used to carrying around like 50 lbs extra weight when you're pregnant right? And then you pop out this baby, like what do they weigh? 1 pound? 2 pounds? So it must be a lot easier when you have the baby and can just carry it around right?&lt;br /&gt;Cathy: Oh. My. God.&lt;br /&gt;Pete: What?&lt;br /&gt;Cathy: BABIES WEIGH MORE THAN A POUND WHEN THEY'RE BORN!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-2597147308947790585?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/2597147308947790585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=2597147308947790585&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/2597147308947790585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/2597147308947790585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-really-hope-he-knows-how-babies-are.html' title='I REALLY hope he knows how babies are made.'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-5233288036178646100</id><published>2008-12-01T22:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T23:10:55.168-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Bad Start to December</title><content type='html'>I had all my best girl friends over for Gossip Girl tonight and decided to make a spaghetti dinner to go with the delectable Chuck Bass. So after work I popped into the local gourmet corner store (I do after all, live in posh, obnoxious Russian Hill where there is nary a 7-11 to be found.) I gathered up some San Marzano tomatoes, vine ripened on some mythical, hilly, sunny slope in a magical town somewhere in Italy where time stands still, the best imported fresh spaghetti and some delicious Parmesan cheese hand grated by little Guatemalan children and head to check out when I pass by this huge display of Advent calendars. Now, I'd never had an Advent calendar growing up. Instead I would wistfully covet them from afar while my own fobby Asian parents looked upon Christmas as simply a time where you could get ahead on your math assignments. So when I spied these precious beauties I was like you know what? I'ma get me one of those Advent calendars. Unfortunately, these Advent calendars are HUGE. Like three feet tall, two feet wide. They had two designs and I couldn't decide which one I like better. The one with the teddy bears decorating a Christmas tree or the one with the teddy bears sitting all around a festive table laden with turkey and hams and such. I am not even making this stuff up, those were the ACTUAL designs. Anyway, I'm waffling and definitely leaning towards the one with the teddy bears decorating the Christmas tree when somehow I managed to knock over the ENTIRE stand of Advent calendars. These mammoth cardboard things go flying everywhere, knock over ANOTHER display of fruitcake and ta da! Everyone in the store is looking at me. I'm like "OH MY GOD, I'M SOOOOOOO sorry" to the guy who comes running over to help and I'm trying to help him pick up the calendars but I'm all frazzled and just keep knocking over more stuff and he's like NO REALLY, it's ok. Just please. Leave our store." So I walk over to the register, head hanging in shame, to quietly pay for my bounty and the cashier goes "Did you find everything you were looking for after you KNOCKED OVER OUR DISPLAY?" Shaaaaaaaaaaaaame. I can never go back to Cheese Plus now. Now where am I going to get my imported Gouda from Lichtenstein??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-5233288036178646100?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/5233288036178646100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=5233288036178646100&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/5233288036178646100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/5233288036178646100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2008/12/bad-start-to-december.html' title='A Bad Start to December'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-1028595975808783810</id><published>2008-11-22T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T10:05:31.695-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Omnivore's 100</title><content type='html'>Got this from the food blog "&lt;a href="http://www.verygoodtaste.co.uk/uncategorised/the-omnivores-hundred/"&gt;Very Good Taste&lt;/a&gt;." They've come up with a list of 100 items that every omnivore should try in his or her life. And turned it into a challenge for bloggers. Basically, you copy the list from &lt;a href="http://www.verygoodtaste.co.uk/uncategorised/the-omnivores-hundred/"&gt;Very Good Taste's The Omnivore's 100&lt;/a&gt; and post it to your blog, bolding the items you've tried and striking through any you would never try. Here's my list. What's yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Venison&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Nettle tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Huevos rancheros&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Steak tartare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Crocodile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. Black pudding&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Cheese fondue&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Carp&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Borscht&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10. Baba ghanoush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11. Calamari&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Pho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13. PB&amp;amp;J sandwich&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Aloo gobi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Hot dog from a street cart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Epoisses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17. Black truffle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18. Fruit wine made from something other than grapes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;19. Steamed pork buns&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Pistachio ice cream&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Heirloom tomatoes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Fresh wild berries&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Foie gras&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Rice and beans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Brawn, or head cheese&lt;br /&gt;26. Raw Scotch Bonnet pepper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;27. Dulce de leche&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Oysters&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Baklava&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Bagna cauda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;31. Wasabi peas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Clam chowder in a sourdough bowl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Salted lassi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;34. Sauerkraut&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Root beer float&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Cognac with a fat cigar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;37. Clotted cream tea&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Vodka jelly/Jell-O&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Gumbo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Oxtail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Curried goat&lt;br /&gt;42. Whole insects&lt;br /&gt;43. Phaal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;44. Goat’s milk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Malt whisky from a bottle worth £60/$120 or more&lt;br /&gt;46. Fugu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;47. Chicken tikka masala&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Eel&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Krispy Kreme original glazed doughnut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;50. Sea urchin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. Prickly pear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;52. Umeboshi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. Abalone&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Paneer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;55. McDonald’s Big Mac Meal&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Spaetzle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. Dirty gin martini&lt;br /&gt;58. Beer above 8% ABV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;59. Poutine&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. Carob chips&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. S’mores&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. Sweetbreads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. Kaolin&lt;br /&gt;64. Currywurst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;65. Durian&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. Frogs’ legs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. Beignets, churros, elephant ears or funnel cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. Haggis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;69. Fried plantain&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. Chitterlings, or andouillette&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. Gazpacho&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. Caviar and blini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. Louche absinthe&lt;br /&gt;74. Gjetost, or brunost&lt;br /&gt;75. Roadkill&lt;br /&gt;76. Baijiu or shaojiu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;77. Hostess Fruit Pie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. Snail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;79. Lapsang souchong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. Bellini&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. Tom yum&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. Eggs Benedict&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. Pocky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. Tasting menu at a three-Michelin-star restaurant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;85. Kobe beef&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. Hare&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. Goulash&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. Flowers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. Horse&lt;br /&gt;90. Criollo chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;91. Spam&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. Soft shell crab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93. Rose harissa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;94. Catfish&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. Mole poblano&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. Bagel and lox&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. Lobster Thermidor&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. Polenta&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. Jamaican Blue Mountain coffee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. Snake&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-1028595975808783810?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/1028595975808783810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=1028595975808783810&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/1028595975808783810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/1028595975808783810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2008/11/omnivores-100.html' title='The Omnivore&apos;s 100'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-8088224436907073666</id><published>2008-11-20T22:28:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T22:31:11.332-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reserve my space in the OED</title><content type='html'>Me: "Blarf! Do you like my new word? It's blarf! It means blech + barf. Blarf!"&lt;br /&gt;S. : "I like it! Blarf! That's exactly how I feel right now. Blarf!"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "I also came up with Blarft. That's blech + barf + fart."&lt;br /&gt;S. : "Hmmmmm, can you use in context please?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Sure.&lt;br /&gt;         Dick Cheney: Cathy, will you marry me?&lt;br /&gt;         Cathy: Blarft!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-8088224436907073666?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/8088224436907073666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=8088224436907073666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/8088224436907073666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/8088224436907073666'/><link rel='alternate' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-5679299306492362131</id><published>2008-11-13T16:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T16:05:30.609-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOPE</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Pvfexvihri8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Pvfexvihri8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-5679299306492362131?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/5679299306492362131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=5679299306492362131&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/5679299306492362131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/5679299306492362131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2008/11/hope.html' title='HOPE'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-1289698500148842146</id><published>2008-11-12T21:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:27:08.839-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and Suri, BFF</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow, I'm getting my hair cut which makes me realize I've forgotten to write about something on this blog. I had been growing out my hair for my wedding because I wanted this super long, romantic, curly hair for some reason. Don't ask me why. I consider all my wedding related decisions similar to decisions one would make under the influence of drugs. Except without the fun of being on drugs. Not that I would know what it would feel like to be on drugs. PS: Kids. Don't do drugs.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, by the time I got married I had some LONG ass hair. I mean it was halfway down my back at least and it was just a pain in the butt to deal with and I was thinking, it's time for a drastic change. I am a married woman after all. It's time to look like one. I knew I wanted a big change but I wasn't sure what so I was looking through some magazines for inspiration. I was having so much trouble finding something though that my friend was finally like "Why don't you just be like everyone else, cut your hair like &lt;a href="http://www.eonline.com/uberblog/b67490_suri_cruise_continues_kill_us_with.html"&gt;Suri Cruise&lt;/a&gt; and call it a day." Which is exactly what I did. I went to the hairdresser and cut off about ten inches of hair into a cute, slightly longer than chin length bob. It's definitely the shortest hair I've ever had and Pete loves it. I actually prefer my hair slightly longer and I think Pete only likes it because it makes him feel like he's married to someone new. Perv. Another great thing about cutting my hair is that I was able to donate it to &lt;a href="http://www.locksoflove.org/"&gt;Locks of Love&lt;/a&gt;, an organization that takes donated hair to turn into wigs for children with cancer. If you want to make a big hair change please think about donating to &lt;a href="http://www.locksoflove.org/"&gt;Locks of Love&lt;/a&gt;. It's a great way to give back with almost no effort!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-1289698500148842146?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/1289698500148842146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=1289698500148842146&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/1289698500148842146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/1289698500148842146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2008/11/me-and-suri-bff.html' title='Me and Suri, BFF'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-577454875391068627</id><published>2008-11-06T22:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T22:31:05.609-08:00</updated><title type='text'>History</title><content type='html'>On Tuesday, for the first time in my life, I voted for the winning candidate in the presidential election. It was a truly historic moment to see Barack Obama declared our next president. It made me really happy to see us finally break the race barrier in the White House but more importantly it made me really happy to finally see a qualified candidate make it to the White House for the first time in my adulthood. Our first black president is an important step for our country but I'm more glad that we didn't just vote someone in because of their race but because they have shown the leadership and characteristics we believe to make a good president.&lt;br /&gt;And just like you shouldn't vote for someone merely because of the color of their skin, we should never vote to take away someone's rights just because of their sexual preference. Sadly, Proposition 8 passed in California which is a true disappointment and shame. I was working with the No on 8 campaign to get the word out before the election and I vow to not give up even though this unjust proposition has passed for now. It's time to take a stand and I just hope that all of you will join with me to keep fighting this horrible, bigoted and ignorant Proposition. Don't give up the fight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noonprop8.com"&gt;http://www.noonprop8.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Hope begins in the dark, the stubborn hope that if you just show up and try to do the right thing, the dawn will come. You wait and watch and work: you don’t give up."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                               - Activist and writer Anne Lamott&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-577454875391068627?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/577454875391068627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=577454875391068627&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/577454875391068627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/577454875391068627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2008/11/history.html' title='History'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-706713680238159214</id><published>2008-11-03T22:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T22:54:27.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Election Day</title><content type='html'>It's finally here! Tomorrow, for better or for worse, history will be made. I am so anxious, excited and overwhelmed. I really hope everyone takes the time to vote tomorrow and really put a lot of thought into who and what you vote for.&lt;br /&gt;I've made it pretty clear where I stand on issues and who I support for president so I'll just leave you with this video passed on to me by my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0rfea8iEGNw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0rfea8iEGNw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-706713680238159214?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/706713680238159214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=706713680238159214&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/706713680238159214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/706713680238159214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2008/11/election-day.html' title='Election Day'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-7595567045561845676</id><published>2008-11-02T21:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T22:46:36.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Call + Response</title><content type='html'>Sometimes when I think about my life, I am almost overwhelmed by how lucky I am. Too often, I tend to go through the day complaining about any number of minor inconveniences, the bus is running late today, it's crowded on the bus and I don't get a seat, it's raining on my walk from the bus stop to work, none of the lunch options around my office interest me and so forth. But really, I am an incredibly lucky girl. I have the most amazing and supportive husband, a job that pays me decently with good benefits, a beautiful home in one of the best cities in the world and most of all I have my freedom. I have managed to live my whole life without anyone trying to exploit me or take advantage of me. Sadly that is not the case for over 27 million people in the world.&lt;br /&gt;Pete and I were fortunate enough today to attend a screening of an amazing documentary entitled "&lt;a href="http://callandresponse.com/"&gt;Call + Response&lt;/a&gt;" and I had to write about it immediately. The movie is basically about slavery in the modern world. And yes, slavery is the appropriate word. It still exists and we must do something about it. Some of the stats I was shocked to learn in the movie were:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;In India children are worth less than cattle.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Over 50% of the human slaves in the world are children.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There are more slaves in the world right now than were taken from Africa during 400 years of the trans-Atlantic slave trade.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;And most startlingly of all, that the cost to free all these slaves is not very much, about the same as what Americans spent on Valentine's Day last year. I would gladly give up Valentine's day for the rest of my life in order to prevent such atrocities from happening to another human being. Wouldn't you?&lt;br /&gt;Some might wonder why I would consider myself fortunate to see a movie about human trafficking but I do consider myself fortunate because as difficult as it is to watch this movie it is also incredibly inspiring. Pete and I could have seen the movie and said "Oh my, that's so sad" and then gone on with our lives but we agree that we must do something about what's happening. The first step is to encourage people to see the movie. Part of the proceeds from tickets go towards programs that are working to end this problem. Please see this movie and encourage your friends to see it as well. After you see the movie, sign up for the &lt;a href="http://www.notforsalecampaign.org/"&gt;Not for Sale Campaign&lt;/a&gt; and take a few minutes to help end human slavery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mS-0CHXfyIk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mS-0CHXfyIk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://callandresponse.com/"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt; to join the Call + Response movement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.notforsalecampaign.org/"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt; to help end slavery.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-7595567045561845676?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/7595567045561845676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=7595567045561845676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/7595567045561845676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/7595567045561845676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2008/11/call-response.html' title='Call + Response'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-1829181013458305071</id><published>2008-10-30T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T21:04:00.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another YouTube video!</title><content type='html'>This video is kind of annoying (who wants Ashton Kutcher telling them to vote) but it gets the point across. VOTE!! And while we're at it, PLEASE vote NO on Prop 8! It's UNFAIR and WRONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5cGvqs-jf_w&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5cGvqs-jf_w&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-1829181013458305071?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/1829181013458305071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=1829181013458305071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/1829181013458305071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/1829181013458305071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2008/10/another-youtube-video.html' title='Another YouTube video!'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-2600736074665046240</id><published>2008-10-29T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T20:49:46.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Safe Haven Here</title><content type='html'>One of my dearest friends is having a baby and I've offered to throw her a baby shower! Here are some preliminary themes I've thought up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "I'm knocked up! Gimme presents!"&lt;br /&gt;- "Having a baby sucks but at least I have the epidural to look forward to!"&lt;br /&gt;- "Is it too late to get a surrogate? Cathy?"&lt;br /&gt;- "I've traded in cramps and monthly bleeding for morning sickness and weight gain!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And look at the cool picture I've found for her baby shower invitation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SQktzR2BIdI/AAAAAAAAAvM/NqCQDXTrJqw/s1600-h/dumpster20baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SQktzR2BIdI/AAAAAAAAAvM/NqCQDXTrJqw/s400/dumpster20baby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262787998545682898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is so lucky to have a friend like me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-2600736074665046240?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/2600736074665046240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=2600736074665046240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/2600736074665046240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/2600736074665046240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2008/10/no-safe-haven-here.html' title='No Safe Haven Here'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SQktzR2BIdI/AAAAAAAAAvM/NqCQDXTrJqw/s72-c/dumpster20baby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-3210110748060830333</id><published>2008-10-28T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T22:35:28.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you do when you don't have enough time to blog? Post a YouTube video!</title><content type='html'>Oh but not just any video! A video of our wedding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Rku08yKVwQo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Rku08yKVwQo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-3210110748060830333?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/3210110748060830333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=3210110748060830333&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/3210110748060830333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/3210110748060830333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-do-you-do-when-you-dont-have.html' title='What do you do when you don&apos;t have enough time to blog? Post a YouTube video!'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-5017962351672011948</id><published>2008-10-23T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T21:31:31.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The greatest picture I have seen in ages. Thanks Sherwin!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SQFPnA0vv3I/AAAAAAAAAvE/3VComBNkVnE/s1600-h/n692890642_4537632_4028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 355px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SQFPnA0vv3I/AAAAAAAAAvE/3VComBNkVnE/s400/n692890642_4537632_4028.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260573371400175474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-5017962351672011948?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/5017962351672011948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=5017962351672011948&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/5017962351672011948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/5017962351672011948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2008/10/greatest-picture-i-have-seen-in-ages.html' title='The greatest picture I have seen in ages. Thanks Sherwin!'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SQFPnA0vv3I/AAAAAAAAAvE/3VComBNkVnE/s72-c/n692890642_4537632_4028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-8787942421577172676</id><published>2008-10-20T22:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T22:38:49.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vote NO on Prop 8!</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src='http://noonprop8.com/widget/' width='280' height='225' scrolling='no' frameborder='0'&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-8787942421577172676?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/8787942421577172676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=8787942421577172676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/8787942421577172676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/8787942421577172676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2008/10/vote-no-on-prop-8_20.html' title='Vote NO on Prop 8!'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-263142372715377643</id><published>2008-10-20T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T22:36:33.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Soapbox</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;As I'm sure you are aware we have a very important election coming up on November 4&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;. In addition to voting for our next President, Californians will also be voting on an issue very near and dear to my heart: Marriage Equality. &lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;As someone who just got married I can say it was one of the happiest days of my life and that it meant so much to me to have all my friends and family around me on that day supporting me and happy for me. I believe everyone should have that right no matter their race, gender, religious beliefs or sexual preference. Please vote No on Proposition 8 this November 4&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; and please spread the word if you can to help us defeat this measure to take away people's rights.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Below are some widgets and other forms you can add to your blog to help spread the word!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www2.noonprop8.com/widget" target="_blank"&gt;http://www2.noonprop8.com/&lt;wbr&gt;widget&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noonprop8.com/action/downloads" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.noonprop8.com/&lt;wbr&gt;action/downloads&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Please forward these on to any friends you think would like to support the cause! Thanks for taking the time to listen to my little soapbox speech and have a good day!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-263142372715377643?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/263142372715377643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=263142372715377643&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/263142372715377643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/263142372715377643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-little-soapbox.html' title='My Little Soapbox'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-6860018458878158561</id><published>2008-10-18T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T14:55:02.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Got this forward from a friend of mine. Thought provoking...</title><content type='html'>How racism works:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consider the following...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  What if John McCain were a former president of the Harvard Law Review?&lt;br /&gt;2.  What if Barack Obama finished fifth from the bottom of his graduating class?&lt;br /&gt;3.  What if Obama were a member of the Keating-5?&lt;br /&gt;4.  What if McCain were a charismatic, eloquent speaker?&lt;br /&gt;5.  What if McCain were still married to the first woman he said 'I do' to?&lt;br /&gt;6.  What if Obama were the candidate who left his first wife after she no longer measured up to his standards?&lt;br /&gt;7. What if Michelle Obama were a wife who not only became addicted to pain killers, but acquired them illegally through her charitable organization?&lt;br /&gt;8.  What if Cindy McCain graduated from Harvard?&lt;br /&gt;9.  What if Obama had a pregnant teenage daughter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If these questions reflected reality, do you really believe the election numbers would be as close as they are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what racism does. It covers up, rationalizes and minimizes positive qualities in one candidate and emphasizes negative qualities in another when there is a color difference.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-6860018458878158561?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/6860018458878158561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=6860018458878158561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/6860018458878158561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/6860018458878158561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2008/10/got-this-forward-from-friend-of-mine.html' title='Got this forward from a friend of mine. Thought provoking...'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-4608863759620043070</id><published>2008-10-12T15:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T22:33:21.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Tour of Europe</title><content type='html'>Here are some pictures from our honeymoon! I know I haven't even really posted about the wedding yet but whatever, this is my blog. I do what I want!&lt;br /&gt;The trip got off to an auspicious start as there happened to be a casino in the Amsterdam airport. Guess who really enjoyed the opportunity to gamble on our layover. Hint: IT WASN'T ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SPJ-H3JocRI/AAAAAAAAAu0/qhgOsJjV940/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SPJ-H3JocRI/AAAAAAAAAu0/qhgOsJjV940/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256402388623323410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent the first week of our honeymoon in this tiny beach town outside of Venice, Italy called Caorle.  The weather was awesome and we pretty much spent the whole week sleeping on the beach. It was a great start to the honeymoon.&lt;br /&gt;Here is the view from our hotel room which is about, oh, fifty yards from the beach....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SPJ-FTRFNFI/AAAAAAAAAus/JYlvU3ORrsU/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SPJ-FTRFNFI/AAAAAAAAAus/JYlvU3ORrsU/s400/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256402344631153746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Italy, we found prosciutto flavored baby food. Awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SPJ-C3uP1iI/AAAAAAAAAuk/Q436c88NLs0/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SPJ-C3uP1iI/AAAAAAAAAuk/Q436c88NLs0/s400/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256402302877554210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND they have a brand of food called Big Americans!! Double awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SPJ9-K0j1gI/AAAAAAAAAuc/S-XfxmHg2Og/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SPJ9-K0j1gI/AAAAAAAAAuc/S-XfxmHg2Og/s400/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256402222104958466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some shots of the quaint village of Caorle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SPJ9m2aDt6I/AAAAAAAAAuU/IBD4PeKdjLM/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SPJ9m2aDt6I/AAAAAAAAAuU/IBD4PeKdjLM/s400/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256401821488101282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SPJ9kI-xFTI/AAAAAAAAAuM/jbcUIqMSapI/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SPJ9kI-xFTI/AAAAAAAAAuM/jbcUIqMSapI/s400/6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256401774934299954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our week in Caorle, we went to Venice to leave for our one week Mediterranean cruise. First stop, Dubrovnik, Croatia. Here's the view from the cruise ship as we pulled in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SPKBT65S29I/AAAAAAAAAu8/W-e1IKItoxE/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SPKBT65S29I/AAAAAAAAAu8/W-e1IKItoxE/s400/7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256405894321855442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent the day in the Old Town part of Dubrovnik which is lovely but crowded. There were NINE cruise ships while we were there. Here's an old church on the main street. And the crowd of tourists ruining my shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SPJ9VcbYvjI/AAAAAAAAAt8/YUSLY6Dc920/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SPJ9VcbYvjI/AAAAAAAAAt8/YUSLY6Dc920/s400/8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256401522456575538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More church. Those Croats sure are religulous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SPJ9SvQnvbI/AAAAAAAAAt0/LEiD_XYoBFU/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SPJ9SvQnvbI/AAAAAAAAAt0/LEiD_XYoBFU/s400/9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256401475972087218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gorgeous seaside cafe which we found by walking down this secret alleyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SPJ8Cqp28_I/AAAAAAAAAts/IO42hrwR0es/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SPJ8Cqp28_I/AAAAAAAAAts/IO42hrwR0es/s400/10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256400100346229746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next stop on our cruise was Kusadasi, Turkey which is where I bought about six of the seven purses I got on my honeymoon. Yes. I bought seven purses on my honeymoon. Give me a break! It's my honeymoon! And I totally need seven purses. One for each of my seven arms. Shut up.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, while in Turkey we took an excursion to Ephesus which is an ancient city that is 5,000 years old!&lt;br /&gt;Here is a carving of the goddess Nike. Which as everyone knows is the goddess of athletic shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SPJ7-6tV-oI/AAAAAAAAAtk/9xYvcFeAxQg/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SPJ7-6tV-oI/AAAAAAAAAtk/9xYvcFeAxQg/s400/11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256400035936336514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the road to the library in Ephesus. This road is FIVE THOUSAND years old! Crazy!! Again, it's packed with tourists! And nothing is roped off either. People were literally crawling all over the ruins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SPJ7npbnlXI/AAAAAAAAAtU/0qi38S0hqS0/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SPJ7npbnlXI/AAAAAAAAAtU/0qi38S0hqS0/s400/12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256399636161598834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of Santorini, Greece. See those buildings at the top of the cliffs? That's where we needed to be. Except that there are no roads up. There are three ways up the cliffs. Cable car, walking or donkey ride. The cable car had a two and a half hour wait, there was no way I was walking, so guess what? I rode a fricking donkey. Yes, me. On a donkey. It wouldn't have been so bad if my donkey hadn't been SUICIDAL and insisted on walking along the EDGE OF THE CLIFF. You know what makes donkey rides un-fun?? A really clear and close view of the 600 yard cliff you'll fall down if your donkey steps two inches to the left. Stupid effing donkey. You know it's not a good day when you start pondering your donkey's will to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SPJ7i2_bkGI/AAAAAAAAAtE/pDP4CbDvGYM/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SPJ7i2_bkGI/AAAAAAAAAtE/pDP4CbDvGYM/s400/13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256399553902121058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we got to the top though it was all good. These pictures speak for themselves. Santorini is AMAZING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SPJ7gRFHcrI/AAAAAAAAAs8/1eD9k1haWu0/s1600-h/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SPJ7gRFHcrI/AAAAAAAAAs8/1eD9k1haWu0/s400/14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256399509365682866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SPJ7XBujZ5I/AAAAAAAAAs0/Mj3w-gI_w_o/s1600-h/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SPJ7XBujZ5I/AAAAAAAAAs0/Mj3w-gI_w_o/s400/15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256399350625691538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SPJ7Pz5x7pI/AAAAAAAAAss/cggLC2Us_n0/s1600-h/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SPJ7Pz5x7pI/AAAAAAAAAss/cggLC2Us_n0/s400/16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256399226655600274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our last stop on the cruise was Corfu, Greece. It was gorgeous and we took a tour of the island. This picture is of a rock out at sea that the locals think is Ulysses' petrified boat. But I'm pretty sure it's just a rock. Cause last I checked, wood did not turn into rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SPJ7NcL9CrI/AAAAAAAAAsk/fy793D_JwsA/s1600-h/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SPJ7NcL9CrI/AAAAAAAAAsk/fy793D_JwsA/s400/17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256399185929636530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent the last night of our honeymoon in Venice. It was the perfect end to our trip. Venice is one of my favorite cities in the world and being there again reminded me how much I love it. It's simply too beautiful for words and everyone needs to visit at least once in their lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;A picture of the Grand Canal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SPJ7J0uOZxI/AAAAAAAAAsc/3Dj_ZF5iFIo/s1600-h/19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SPJ7J0uOZxI/AAAAAAAAAsc/3Dj_ZF5iFIo/s400/19.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256399123796354834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The famed Rialto bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SPJ7HG4uMRI/AAAAAAAAAsU/COgCSLTad_M/s1600-h/18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SPJ7HG4uMRI/AAAAAAAAAsU/COgCSLTad_M/s400/18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256399077132611858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;St. Mark's Cathedral in St. Mark's Square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SPJ7B2hQpSI/AAAAAAAAAsM/GYf8b0umruU/s1600-h/20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SPJ7B2hQpSI/AAAAAAAAAsM/GYf8b0umruU/s400/20.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256398986839893282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Campanile in St. Mark's Square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SPJ6_jTerAI/AAAAAAAAAsE/qPXd6Ge1UJ0/s1600-h/21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SPJ6_jTerAI/AAAAAAAAAsE/qPXd6Ge1UJ0/s400/21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256398947322080258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also stopped into Harry's Bar. Arguably the most famous bar in the world. Apparently Hemingway, among others, used to hang here. Pete was literally shaking with excitement (or espresso) when we were there. He kept asking me where I though Hemingway might have sat. Considering the bar is about twenty feet wide I told him I was pretty sure we were sitting within five feet of somewhere Hemingway had parked his grumpy ass. The bar is pretty pricey, two cappuccinos and a Bellini were fifty dollars! But dude, Hemingway was a regular! Totally worth it. Pete kept asking me what drink I thought ol' Ernest got, I told him I was pretty it wasn't a Bellini like he'd gotten. To be fair, I think Harry's invented the Bellini and everyone in the bar seemed to be drinking them. Plus it was a damn good Bellini. We would have gotten another one except it was like $4,000 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;Here is my surreptitious pic of the bar that I took before I saw the sign that said "No Pictures!" Whoops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SPJ69KxfJ0I/AAAAAAAAAr8/33C5s-30Zsc/s1600-h/22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SPJ69KxfJ0I/AAAAAAAAAr8/33C5s-30Zsc/s400/22.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256398906377316162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the outside. Honey! I think Hemingway probably stood there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SPJ66j0XEFI/AAAAAAAAAr0/vngPHPyKsGw/s1600-h/23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SPJ66j0XEFI/AAAAAAAAAr0/vngPHPyKsGw/s400/23.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256398861560647762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing we loved about Venice is that everywhere you went you saw an amazing church. Churches that weren't even marked on any tourist maps because Venice just has SO MANY beautiful churches! Like this one! We turned a corner and saw this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SPJ63UMex8I/AAAAAAAAArs/qeZbOU28QRQ/s1600-h/24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SPJ63UMex8I/AAAAAAAAArs/qeZbOU28QRQ/s400/24.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256398805827241922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the detailing on the church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SPJ60YEq2BI/AAAAAAAAArk/IIlUgha5x8U/s1600-h/25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SPJ60YEq2BI/AAAAAAAAArk/IIlUgha5x8U/s400/25.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256398755328612370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, we found the perfect souvenir. A calendar of hot Roman Catholic priests. Who wouldn't want that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SPJ6xBteWxI/AAAAAAAAArc/vj-bnOVHOvY/s1600-h/26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SPJ6xBteWxI/AAAAAAAAArc/vj-bnOVHOvY/s400/26.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256398697786137362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-4608863759620043070?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/4608863759620043070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=4608863759620043070&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/4608863759620043070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/4608863759620043070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2008/10/tour-of-europe.html' title='A Tour of Europe'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SPJ-H3JocRI/AAAAAAAAAu0/qhgOsJjV940/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-3775276589530708578</id><published>2008-10-10T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T22:25:37.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I'm in love with Kristen Wiig.</title><content type='html'>She is the most hilarious cast member of SNL and these are two of the funniest things I've seen in ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="512" height="296"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.hulu.com/embed/kNpubo_m34QhZF0stUl1Yg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.hulu.com/embed/kNpubo_m34QhZF0stUl1Yg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  width="430" height="296"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="512" height="296"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.hulu.com/embed/Ehx5rv4H2X8P37EooR3hWQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.hulu.com/embed/Ehx5rv4H2X8P37EooR3hWQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  width="430" height="296"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8923648-3775276589530708578?l=boomaction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/feeds/3775276589530708578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8923648&amp;postID=3775276589530708578&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/3775276589530708578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8923648/posts/default/3775276589530708578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boomaction.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-think-im-in-love-with-kristen-wiig.html' title='I think I&apos;m in love with Kristen Wiig.'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17694143297595031593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ikT-8NpHQA/SopBQN-40KI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RhzqzMOPb0g/s1600-R/n692890642_1675431_1452.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923648.post-1574714175144406205</id><published>2008-10-08T22:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T22:32:33.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vote NO on Prop 8!</title><content type='html'>As we all know, gay marriage was recently made legal in the state of California by it's Supreme Court. However there is a proposition on the ballot this November seeking to ban gay marriage and today one of my dear friends told me that Proposition 8 is actually &lt;a href="http://www.latimes.com/news/local/politics/cal/la-me-gaymarriage8-2008oct08,0,1678837.story"&gt;leading in the polls&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Please be sure to vote NO on this proposition in November. EVERYONE deserves to be treated equally regardless of race, gender, or sexual preference. After all, less than fifty years ago interracial marriage was against the law. And today most people would be appalled at such a thing so how is a ban on gay marriage any different? Please support the fact that we ALL deserve the same rights and to be treated equally. 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