<?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-3011524809023065027</id><updated>2012-02-19T16:38:48.502-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Munkee Business with BRIT B DUBBS!!!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>brit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861816143148270048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ho-Fh6T0mcc/TizcwuUKOyI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/WjL7W9s2beo/s220/IMG_0958.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>71</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3011524809023065027.post-5610326543594322268</id><published>2012-02-19T16:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-19T16:38:48.517-08:00</updated><title type='text'>White Hot For Betty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ncv33JsGk7s/T0GVjlosQcI/AAAAAAAAAIo/4U8l68FS5Hw/s1600/betty%2Bwhite.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ncv33JsGk7s/T0GVjlosQcI/AAAAAAAAAIo/4U8l68FS5Hw/s320/betty%2Bwhite.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5711010241113244098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Check out my review of Betty White's show in Vancouver &lt;a href="http://versmagazine.com/out-and-about/events/227-white-hot-for-betty"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;here&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, at VERS Magazine!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3011524809023065027-5610326543594322268?l=brandb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/feeds/5610326543594322268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3011524809023065027&amp;postID=5610326543594322268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/5610326543594322268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/5610326543594322268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/2012/02/white-hot-for-betty.html' title='White Hot For Betty'/><author><name>brit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861816143148270048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ho-Fh6T0mcc/TizcwuUKOyI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/WjL7W9s2beo/s220/IMG_0958.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ncv33JsGk7s/T0GVjlosQcI/AAAAAAAAAIo/4U8l68FS5Hw/s72-c/betty%2Bwhite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3011524809023065027.post-2834018965040554673</id><published>2012-01-26T00:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T00:25:19.584-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Down Low with DJ Dreaddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--P3Lhn9Yb6M/TyEN6f8IIhI/AAAAAAAAAG8/YFKOnvl4M9c/s1600/204977_10150575053365193_876560192_18284124_5371063_o.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--P3Lhn9Yb6M/TyEN6f8IIhI/AAAAAAAAAG8/YFKOnvl4M9c/s320/204977_10150575053365193_876560192_18284124_5371063_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701853901885022738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERS Magazine article on the ever lovely &lt;a href="http://versmagazine.com/entertainment/music/212-the-down-low-with-dj-dreaddy"&gt;DJ Adam Dreaddy&lt;/a&gt;!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3011524809023065027-2834018965040554673?l=brandb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/feeds/2834018965040554673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3011524809023065027&amp;postID=2834018965040554673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/2834018965040554673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/2834018965040554673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/2012/01/down-low-with-dj-dreaddy.html' title='The Down Low with DJ Dreaddy'/><author><name>brit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861816143148270048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ho-Fh6T0mcc/TizcwuUKOyI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/WjL7W9s2beo/s220/IMG_0958.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--P3Lhn9Yb6M/TyEN6f8IIhI/AAAAAAAAAG8/YFKOnvl4M9c/s72-c/204977_10150575053365193_876560192_18284124_5371063_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3011524809023065027.post-3775535567180223631</id><published>2012-01-26T00:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T00:26:20.744-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heeeere's Jonny!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eOnFXYyYFNY/TyEOJtB9JyI/AAAAAAAAAHI/wPJG28mF7N8/s1600/jonnystaubpic.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eOnFXYyYFNY/TyEOJtB9JyI/AAAAAAAAAHI/wPJG28mF7N8/s320/jonnystaubpic.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701854163097167650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERS Magazine's People Like Us column. My interview with Canada's very first &lt;a href="http://versmagazine.com/community/people-like-us/156-heeeres-jonny"&gt;openly gay&lt;/a&gt; tv and radio broadcaster!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3011524809023065027-3775535567180223631?l=brandb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/feeds/3775535567180223631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3011524809023065027&amp;postID=3775535567180223631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/3775535567180223631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/3775535567180223631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/2012/01/heeeeres-jonny.html' title='Heeeere&apos;s Jonny!!'/><author><name>brit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861816143148270048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ho-Fh6T0mcc/TizcwuUKOyI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/WjL7W9s2beo/s220/IMG_0958.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eOnFXYyYFNY/TyEOJtB9JyI/AAAAAAAAAHI/wPJG28mF7N8/s72-c/jonnystaubpic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3011524809023065027.post-2690902833123180588</id><published>2012-01-26T00:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T00:28:07.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lady Lipstick!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h-y4lRH_0q8/TyEOkgqCMvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/5dQkdZykYK0/s1600/sandraspic.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 301px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h-y4lRH_0q8/TyEOkgqCMvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/5dQkdZykYK0/s320/sandraspic.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701854623632077554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all know and love her as one of Vancouver's Lesbian party promoters, &lt;a href="http://versmagazine.com/community/people-like-us/75-lady-lipstick"&gt;Sandra Skinner.&lt;/a&gt;. Lipstick Jungle has bee a phenomenal success over the past years, and I wanted to get down and dirty with the face behind the name!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3011524809023065027-2690902833123180588?l=brandb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/feeds/2690902833123180588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3011524809023065027&amp;postID=2690902833123180588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/2690902833123180588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/2690902833123180588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/2012/01/lady-lipstick.html' title='Lady Lipstick!!'/><author><name>brit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861816143148270048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ho-Fh6T0mcc/TizcwuUKOyI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/WjL7W9s2beo/s220/IMG_0958.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h-y4lRH_0q8/TyEOkgqCMvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/5dQkdZykYK0/s72-c/sandraspic.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3011524809023065027.post-5999022980526495091</id><published>2012-01-26T00:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T00:29:28.944-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls We Wish Were GAY!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bld70ITvBQ0/TyEOyol6nFI/AAAAAAAAAHs/znAM2HhrI9M/s1600/scarlettjohansson.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bld70ITvBQ0/TyEOyol6nFI/AAAAAAAAAHs/znAM2HhrI9M/s200/scarlettjohansson.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701854866280455250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERS Magazine's &lt;a href="http://versmagazine.com/the-list/146-girls-we-wish-were-gay"&gt;Top 10&lt;/a&gt; list of celebrity women we wish were gay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3011524809023065027-5999022980526495091?l=brandb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/feeds/5999022980526495091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3011524809023065027&amp;postID=5999022980526495091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/5999022980526495091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/5999022980526495091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/2012/01/girls-we-wish-were-gay.html' title='Girls We Wish Were GAY!!!'/><author><name>brit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861816143148270048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ho-Fh6T0mcc/TizcwuUKOyI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/WjL7W9s2beo/s220/IMG_0958.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bld70ITvBQ0/TyEOyol6nFI/AAAAAAAAAHs/znAM2HhrI9M/s72-c/scarlettjohansson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3011524809023065027.post-1243806571462632867</id><published>2012-01-26T00:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T00:31:52.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For all you AB FABAHOLICS!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0K73IbOR9Y/TyEPP1CS2qI/AAAAAAAAAIE/h-4mAM8MuUo/s1600/abfabpic.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 276px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0K73IbOR9Y/TyEPP1CS2qI/AAAAAAAAAIE/h-4mAM8MuUo/s400/abfabpic.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701855367836916386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;These crazy sweeties are back!!! Stay Tuned for 3 new adventures of &lt;a href="http://versmagazine.com/entertainment/television/81-abfab-aholics-brace-yourselves"&gt;Eddie Monsoon and Patsy Stone&lt;/a&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3011524809023065027-1243806571462632867?l=brandb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/feeds/1243806571462632867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3011524809023065027&amp;postID=1243806571462632867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/1243806571462632867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/1243806571462632867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/2012/01/for-all-you-ab-fabaholics.html' title='For all you AB FABAHOLICS!!'/><author><name>brit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861816143148270048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ho-Fh6T0mcc/TizcwuUKOyI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/WjL7W9s2beo/s220/IMG_0958.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0K73IbOR9Y/TyEPP1CS2qI/AAAAAAAAAIE/h-4mAM8MuUo/s72-c/abfabpic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3011524809023065027.post-3509650227239331959</id><published>2012-01-26T00:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T00:32:47.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reppin Vancity... DJ T.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hd3Q5ScK9lQ/TyEPqMOySFI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/xwFSre8NRaY/s1600/djtphoto.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hd3Q5ScK9lQ/TyEPqMOySFI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/xwFSre8NRaY/s200/djtphoto.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701855820739922002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the hawtest female &lt;a href="http://versmagazine.com/entertainment/music/83-reppin-vancity-dj-t"&gt;DJ'&lt;/a&gt;s outta Vancity!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3011524809023065027-3509650227239331959?l=brandb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/feeds/3509650227239331959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3011524809023065027&amp;postID=3509650227239331959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/3509650227239331959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/3509650227239331959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/2012/01/reppin-vancity-dj-t.html' title='Reppin Vancity... DJ T.'/><author><name>brit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861816143148270048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ho-Fh6T0mcc/TizcwuUKOyI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/WjL7W9s2beo/s220/IMG_0958.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hd3Q5ScK9lQ/TyEPqMOySFI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/xwFSre8NRaY/s72-c/djtphoto.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3011524809023065027.post-2626047537245519515</id><published>2012-01-25T23:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T00:33:23.415-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Easy, Breezy, Beautiful.. Cover Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ruvNME-j5oI/TyEPzpsO9tI/AAAAAAAAAIc/ZnVBiX43G-k/s1600/pbclubkid.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 295px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ruvNME-j5oI/TyEPzpsO9tI/AAAAAAAAAIc/ZnVBiX43G-k/s320/pbclubkid.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701855983266887378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERS Magazine.. &lt;a href="http://versmagazine.com/entertainment/music/96-easy-breezy-beautiful-cover-boy"&gt;PETER BREEZE&lt;/a&gt;!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3011524809023065027-2626047537245519515?l=brandb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/feeds/2626047537245519515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3011524809023065027&amp;postID=2626047537245519515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/2626047537245519515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/2626047537245519515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/2012/01/easy-breezy-beautiful-cover-boy.html' title='Easy, Breezy, Beautiful.. 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Live responsibly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule #2. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;Respect ur elders. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule #3. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Never make anyone ur #1 priority.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule #4. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Stay True to u &amp;amp; others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule #5. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Fight for everything you want - claim it &amp;amp; don't give up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule #6.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt; Never throw someone under a bus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule #7.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; Love like u've never been hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule #8. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;No 3rd chances. life's too short to enable shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule #9. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Tell at least one person each day you love them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule #10. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;Obey the Golden Rule.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3011524809023065027-8310929502265338805?l=brandb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/feeds/8310929502265338805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3011524809023065027&amp;postID=8310929502265338805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/8310929502265338805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/8310929502265338805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/2011/08/b-dubbs-rules-for-life.html' title='B Dubbs&apos; Rules for Life.'/><author><name>brit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861816143148270048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ho-Fh6T0mcc/TizcwuUKOyI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/WjL7W9s2beo/s220/IMG_0958.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3011524809023065027.post-224228934084045199</id><published>2011-08-12T16:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T16:46:45.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bert and Ernie. BFF's</title><content type='html'>there seems to be a lot of confusion between what is a muppet and what is a puppet.. Bert and Ernie are puppets not muppets... and as for this petition stating they should "come out" as married gay lovers on Sesame Street after all these years... WTF is wrong with you?!.. For one they are best friends and roommates and have been such for over 30 years... and two, I dont think kids just learning their 1,2,3's and A,B,C's need to learn about gay marriage quite yet. 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IPHONE!!!!'/><author><name>brit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861816143148270048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ho-Fh6T0mcc/TizcwuUKOyI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/WjL7W9s2beo/s220/IMG_0958.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/oG3tLxEQEdg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3011524809023065027.post-8711009098921913291</id><published>2011-07-25T04:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T04:46:21.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HUGS not DRUGS</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/fd1j6BT_Aqs" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Wake up call.</title><content type='html'>June 15th 2011 is a day I will not soon forget.  Our Canucks lose the Stanley Cup in game 7.. A devastating riot occurs in downtown Vancouver.. and the mark of 2 years to the day that I had not had a drink.. In my life this did not all occur in one night for no reason... The old me would have been curious about the chaos and maybe even joined in.. allowing myself to give in to the sheepish follower mentality who didn't do anything technically criminal, but certainly were guilty of taking it all in as entertainment..  After witnessing the terror and destruction unleashed on my city, I couldn't help but notice one common theme. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Alcohol and Anger...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The two go hand in hand, and that's a fact. After the crowd finally dispersed and we were allowed to re-enter the city I walked around seeing the destruction, feeling the still lingering tension and fear in the air.. seeing the mortified, exhausted, long faces of all of our emergency responders, some still in hazmat or riot gear... the putrid smell of burning garbage, mixed with the occasional wall of scent of strong perfume and cologne which had been smashed outside department stores... the air holding onto the tear gas which was still burning your eyes and throat.. the sound of crunching glass with every step you took.. the sounds of multiple choppers flying overhead shining spotlights down on the streets looking for looters and vandals.. seeing the trails of blood on the ground from those who had been either innocently or deservingly injured.. it was completely surreal.. I thought I was walking through a hot movie set.. But I wasn't.. and reality kicked in.. and I realized a few things right then.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I am where I am supposed to be right now in my life.. regardless of the rough roads which lead me to this point I am at this moment fulfilling my calling.  I am leading a path to hopefully help establish some future security in the mental health and well being of our society.. That with each person, I am contributing to help restore our community for future generations to be able to grow up with some mentorship and positive influence in their lives.. I have the clarity today to see that there are so many people who fall victim to the tragic life drugs and alcohol, and this event is an exact example of where the behaviour can lead.. the only reason I have this clarity is because I had to walk my own path down that road.. I may not have been a vandalizing criminal my entire life, but I sure had my moments once upon a time..  But this is one thing I now know for sure, I may not have been able to do anything to stop what happened during the riot.. and there is of course a lot more to be said about what happened then I can cover right now.. but my part in this is that I can continue contributing part of each day of my life moving forward toward providing a solution for some of these people.. Instead of hating them for what they've done, I feel empathy for them.. Their lives cannot be very tolerable if this is the demonstration of behaviour of the feelings they are harbouring inside.. Instead of writing them off as douchebag scum, I see them as vulnerable tortured souls who really just need some serious help.. This is not an end all solution of course, and this is a society that will never be totally obsolete.. but one can hope that in time, by educating humanity, some of this will be resolved.. and more people will be able to live with new peace in their lives instead of destruction in their hearts. If one doesn't dream and believe, then it may never become a reality.. so for the record, right now, I believe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3011524809023065027-4119022875363078560?l=brandb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/feeds/4119022875363078560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3011524809023065027&amp;postID=4119022875363078560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/4119022875363078560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/4119022875363078560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/2011/06/vancouver-riot-wake-up-call.html' title='Vancouver Riot.. 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Jasmine (Mozhdah) and I met in 2004 while in school at BCIT for broadcast journalism.. We became close friends almost instantly, both sharing a passion to use our dominating uniqueness and ambition to contribute to the world in some small way.. I knew from day one she would go on to do greater things than even she could ever imagine.. I am so proud of what she stands for today, she risks her life every minute of each day to do her part to educate Afghanistan's people through the media in hopes that by securing their future it will help secure the safety and future of the entire North American Nation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is one person, with one incredible goal, and she is literally transforming our world... Please consider my dear friend in your prayers and help to keep her safe, her life is literally at risk everyday because of the Taliban. This is not a joke... Today I am proud to be a Canadian, to be able to speak, live and dream anything my heart desires.. But I am even more proud of Mozhdah for sacrificing her own fought freedom to return to her homeland of Kabul, Afghanistan to help pave the road to freedom for future Afghan generations.  &amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3011524809023065027-6628003945758717682?l=brandb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/feeds/6628003945758717682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3011524809023065027&amp;postID=6628003945758717682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/6628003945758717682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/6628003945758717682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/2011/06/we-dont-know-just-how-good-weve-got-it.html' title='We don&apos;t know just how good we&apos;ve got it...'/><author><name>brit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861816143148270048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ho-Fh6T0mcc/TizcwuUKOyI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/WjL7W9s2beo/s220/IMG_0958.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Agzqzkw1_0w/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3011524809023065027.post-7287784355077778569</id><published>2011-01-07T09:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T09:48:37.258-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey RainCity!!</title><content type='html'>I bet ya'll musta missed me, since it's been like a freakin YEAR since I wrote anything!!  haha, I kid.. Well I'll have you know I've been busy working on a project.. Writing a BOOK!! Yup, got out the ol pen and paper(aka laptop) and got at it.. Let me tell you, it's a pretty challenging thing to do.. but I love to write and have been doing it as a living for many years, so it just seems to come naturally !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll check in later with some excerpts for you to preview, and get you caught up on all that's been going on in the world of B Dubbs! Love,loss,travel,etc.. Life is such an incredible rollercoaster.. The more I get see of it, the more I fall in love with it's unpredictability and grace!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope all y'all dirty little freaks had a fab New Year's!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, love and light!&lt;br /&gt;B Dubbs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3011524809023065027-7287784355077778569?l=brandb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/feeds/7287784355077778569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3011524809023065027&amp;postID=7287784355077778569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/7287784355077778569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Temporarily...</title><content type='html'>Hey kids..  Been on a bit of a hiatus for the past bit.. Just got interviewed by my bangin buddy Kelli "akabangster" (www.akabangster.blogspot.com) for her blogg...&lt;div&gt;I did some magical editing and thought I'd share the vid with y'all..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-db13eaf8d190e0f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0db13eaf8d190e0f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331937119%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D56DF555546277B9A3F07734855C76BC47595F1CB.814DC05EC8E2AF70C8CB3F5157E3F4D18319E85E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddb13eaf8d190e0f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DNqmjGOFCLOGBaPWEwOnDljok-_U&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0db13eaf8d190e0f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331937119%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D56DF555546277B9A3F07734855C76BC47595F1CB.814DC05EC8E2AF70C8CB3F5157E3F4D18319E85E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddb13eaf8d190e0f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DNqmjGOFCLOGBaPWEwOnDljok-_U&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3011524809023065027-3515977181389933384?l=brandb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=db13eaf8d190e0f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/feeds/3515977181389933384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3011524809023065027&amp;postID=3515977181389933384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/3515977181389933384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/3515977181389933384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-backkkkk-temporarily.html' title='I&apos;m BacKKKKK... Temporarily...'/><author><name>brit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861816143148270048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ho-Fh6T0mcc/TizcwuUKOyI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/WjL7W9s2beo/s220/IMG_0958.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3011524809023065027.post-4816620776790326157</id><published>2009-05-04T01:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T02:03:51.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Relevant thoughts... or not.. your choice!</title><content type='html'>We are often faced with challenges and times in our life where heavy reflection seems forced upon us.. Some of us turn to negative means of distraction, while others take time to seek out the truth or lesson in an unfortunate situation.. As fun as it is to go get shit-faced and try to forget whatever the current mishap is, I don't...I turn to music..art..writing..poetry..quotations.. Irving Layton is one of the amazing authors I've started to recently follow.. And he's Canadian, which makes him even more awesome..If you've never read his stuff, I highly recommend you go out and do so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the years I have collected some of the quotes I've come across.. Ones that stuck with me and I felt were quite powerful... call me cheesy or whatever you want.. truth is I've never been one to really give a shit what people think about me! I'm eccentric and odd...and truthfully I like it that way. It used to bother me being constantly described as "a unique individual"... But now I embrace it and see it as a positive.. I mean shit, at least I'm not boring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow.. take away from these whatever you like.. The choice is always yours..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;"What lies behind us and what lies before us are small matters compared to what lies within us."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"We shall draw from the heart of suffering itself the means of inspiration and survival."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"Everything will be alright in the end, if it’s not alright, then it’s not the end."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"You don’t get to choose how you’re going to die. Or when. You can only decide how you’re going to live."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"No man or woman is worth your tears."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;"Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;"You were given this life because you are strong enough to live it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"A goal is a dream with a deadline."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"There are two primary choices in life; to accept conditions as they exist, or accept the responsibility for changing them."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"Life is simple, its just not easy."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;One Love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3011524809023065027-4816620776790326157?l=brandb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/feeds/4816620776790326157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3011524809023065027&amp;postID=4816620776790326157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/4816620776790326157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/8286849027993701324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/8286849027993701324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/2009/04/reppin-to-death.html' title='reppin to death!!!'/><author><name>brit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861816143148270048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ho-Fh6T0mcc/TizcwuUKOyI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/WjL7W9s2beo/s220/IMG_0958.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3011524809023065027.post-3865410063040963410</id><published>2009-04-25T02:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T02:26:22.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i carry your ♥.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;param 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ho-Fh6T0mcc/TizcwuUKOyI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/WjL7W9s2beo/s220/IMG_0958.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3011524809023065027.post-6215724324606346230</id><published>2009-03-07T18:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T18:06:58.635-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This guy has a ton of acoustic hip hop and R&amp;B covers on youtube.. Worth checkin them all out.. 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Things that I really couldn't survive without, such as: Music...and shoes.. and make-up.. and for making a cartoon movie about surfing penguins.. I'm also a big fan of your purple Skittles.. Oh and I thought it was genius how you made little boy boxer briefs but for girls, seriously you rock! And I'm very grateful for the Mac Lipglass color Plus Luxe, love it! I know you are supposed to be a man, but I find it hard to believe a man could come up with such a great glossy shade of pink without being too sparkley.. Hmm? Anyways.. I also would like to thank you for the blackberry.. mine is actually surgically implanted into my left hand so I'll never lose it.. and for Vans sneakers.. you know the all-black ones.. and for Crystal Light slurpees.. um yes, truly brilliant! also the sugar free goodness of Rockstar Burner! for kitties and for my babydog, she is the light of my life.. for 24 hour facial tinted moisturizer.. For snowboarding, and sunsets.. And definitely for Spell Check.. ha! For multi vitamins.. and for plastic surgery.. for Pink Sugar perfume.. and for those little cinnamon hearts you get at Valentines...also thank you for tiger balm, the clear kind that doesn't stain your skin and clothes orange.. and for ipod.. for tea lights.. and especially for tattoos...Andddd last but not least, ice cream.. not that fake crap, the real stuff.. no calories spared my friend!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soo.. umm. yea...&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.. and uh, keep rocking in the free world...&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3011524809023065027-6258118044906593207?l=brandb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/feeds/6258118044906593207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3011524809023065027&amp;postID=6258118044906593207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/6258118044906593207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/6258118044906593207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/2009/02/dear-god.html' title='Dear God.'/><author><name>brit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861816143148270048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ho-Fh6T0mcc/TizcwuUKOyI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/WjL7W9s2beo/s220/IMG_0958.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3011524809023065027.post-1739318295514706471</id><published>2009-02-07T02:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T02:49:47.355-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's Random 25...</title><content type='html'>1. I am currently a paid, full time, professional hustla.&lt;br /&gt;2. I hate feet.. and most definitely mascots.&lt;br /&gt;3. If it weren't for music, life would be a mistake.&lt;br /&gt;4. Go big or go home.&lt;br /&gt;5. Vrai Amour.&lt;br /&gt;6. I like neon colors and shiny things...&lt;br /&gt;7. I can't wait to get the hell out of this town.&lt;br /&gt;8. I don't really appreciate self absorption.&lt;br /&gt;9. I am a terrible insomniac.&lt;br /&gt;10. Uhhhh yea, of course they're real.&lt;br /&gt;11. I believe the grass is green on both sides.&lt;br /&gt;12. I'm pretty sure even though I'm a cute, nice girl- I'm still going to Hell.&lt;br /&gt;13. I love to write.. and to dance like no one is watching.&lt;br /&gt;14. I love Lucille Ball.&lt;br /&gt;15. I'm a Leo, 300%.&lt;br /&gt;16. Have lived at least 6 of my 9 lives already.&lt;br /&gt;17. Debauchery makes the world go round.&lt;br /&gt;18. I secretly really love figure bodybuilding show prep.. really it's a horrible time and I love it.&lt;br /&gt;19. I don't want to have kids, but I will adopt for shizzle.&lt;br /&gt;20. I'm not really a sit around and drink at a pub/bar kind of girl.&lt;br /&gt;Rockstar Burner + DJ + Dance floor = I'm a happy lil chicken.&lt;br /&gt;21. I have many tattoos.. more than a dozen.&lt;br /&gt;22. I know I'm not a good singer, but I don't give a shit.&lt;br /&gt;23. 5 cent candies and Prime Times are a way of life.&lt;br /&gt;24. I wish I could live without eating things with faces, but instead I just stick to the white meats (not that it makes a difference).&lt;br /&gt;25. Remember to hug your Mom whenever you have the chance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3011524809023065027-1739318295514706471?l=brandb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/feeds/1739318295514706471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3011524809023065027&amp;postID=1739318295514706471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/1739318295514706471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/1739318295514706471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/2009/02/todays-random-25.html' title='Today&apos;s Random 25...'/><author><name>brit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861816143148270048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ho-Fh6T0mcc/TizcwuUKOyI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/WjL7W9s2beo/s220/IMG_0958.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3011524809023065027.post-8495120774032554674</id><published>2009-02-06T00:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T00:53:36.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All the cool Kidz are doing it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvI1W8dTu70/SYv6TA8O5KI/AAAAAAAAAE0/KrLU3gvWKXw/s1600-h/n691365319_2548998_2497.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvI1W8dTu70/SYv6TA8O5KI/AAAAAAAAAE0/KrLU3gvWKXw/s320/n691365319_2548998_2497.jpg" 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(no not the hockey player)</title><content type='html'>She may look all sweet and innocent.. but unfortunately for me Karma didn't quite work in my favor with her. Funny, being that she came from the breeder with the name "Angel".. 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(no not the hockey player)'/><author><name>brit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861816143148270048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ho-Fh6T0mcc/TizcwuUKOyI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/WjL7W9s2beo/s220/IMG_0958.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvI1W8dTu70/SSYFswCRowI/AAAAAAAAAEc/OAni-qACwug/s72-c/angel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3011524809023065027.post-6364588814549309756</id><published>2008-11-19T17:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T01:24:44.458-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot Chick Discount.</title><content type='html'>The other night I went out for dinner with a girlfriend.. It's been a long while since I have been out to eat, as I have been on a strict training diet for what seems like the last 50 years... We decide to go to one of my absolute fav spots, which turns out my gf has never been to before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We get there.. Find rockstar parking..  Order up some drinks and a few different super yummy dishes.. Our service is amazing.. You know when you get a waitress who is totally normal and down to earth and doesn't put on an annoying fake "I love my job, tip me good" show and is just sincere and nice... well that's the girl we got..plus she had some great ink and was super cute, so she got bonus points for style in my books.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our food was incredible... and our tummies are really full.. when our rockstar waitress asks us about dessert.  We talk about the wicked desserts they have there.. one being the must have deep fried mars bar with chocolate syrup, ice cream, and whip cream.. yes. Heaven.  But we decide against it because we are apparently too full..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five minutes later, over comes our waitress.. with a deep fried mars bar dish in hand... for us to share, on the house!  Because we are no fools, obviously we eat it... and love every bite and somehow seem to forget that we were full only moments before.. at this point my gf is dying and can't believe she has never been to this place before.. I am happy.. full of sushi, deep fried chocolatey goodness with ice cream, and gin.. And I am in the company of one of my most adored beautiful friends.. It couldn't have been better.. until our bill came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This wasn't any ordinary bill, our bill was special.. You are probably wondering how can a bill be special, but let me tell you it was... At the bottom of our bill was a discount.. it wasn't much, I think maybe 5%.. but what it was called completely made my night.. We had received a "Hot Chick Discount" on our dinner and drinks!! Hilarious..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The owner of this place certainly knows how to keep the ladies coming back for more.. Hire awesome nice waitresses, have the best sushi in town (bar none),  serve up free dessert straight from Heaven, and then give you a discount for being hot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that is my kind of place!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3011524809023065027-6364588814549309756?l=brandb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/feeds/6364588814549309756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3011524809023065027&amp;postID=6364588814549309756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/6364588814549309756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/6364588814549309756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/2008/11/hot-chick-discount.html' title='Hot Chick Discount.'/><author><name>brit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861816143148270048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ho-Fh6T0mcc/TizcwuUKOyI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/WjL7W9s2beo/s220/IMG_0958.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3011524809023065027.post-8811610295452350865</id><published>2008-11-18T01:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T01:16:55.595-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smiles guaranteed or your money back!</title><content type='html'>Tune in daily to watch the puppycam!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" id="utv679953" height="320" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="viewcount=true&amp;amp;autoplay=false&amp;amp;brand=embed"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ustream.tv/flash/live/317016"&gt;&lt;embed flashvars="viewcount=true&amp;amp;autoplay=false&amp;amp;brand=embed" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" id="utv679953" name="utv_n_635555" src="http://www.ustream.tv/flash/live/317016" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="320" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ustream.tv/live" style="padding: 2px 0px 4px; background: rgb(255, 255, 255) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 400px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; display: block; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; font-size: 10px; text-decoration: underline; text-align: center;" target="_blank"&gt;Live TV : Ustream&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3011524809023065027-8811610295452350865?l=brandb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/feeds/8811610295452350865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3011524809023065027&amp;postID=8811610295452350865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/8811610295452350865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/8811610295452350865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/2008/11/smiles-guaranteed-or-your-money-back.html' title='Smiles guaranteed or your money back!'/><author><name>brit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861816143148270048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ho-Fh6T0mcc/TizcwuUKOyI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/WjL7W9s2beo/s220/IMG_0958.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3011524809023065027.post-1165051704920528520</id><published>2008-11-13T12:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:15:57.174-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Backyard</title><content type='html'>Check out Sweatshop Union's new music video.. It was shot here in the streets of Gastown... Not bad for some local kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/w3GGwnKrKkQ&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/w3GGwnKrKkQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&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/3011524809023065027-1165051704920528520?l=brandb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/feeds/1165051704920528520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3011524809023065027&amp;postID=1165051704920528520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/1165051704920528520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/1165051704920528520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/2008/11/our-backyard.html' title='Our Backyard'/><author><name>brit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861816143148270048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ho-Fh6T0mcc/TizcwuUKOyI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/WjL7W9s2beo/s220/IMG_0958.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3011524809023065027.post-2800200905769577318</id><published>2008-11-12T15:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:46:00.029-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When I grow up....</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/u6KnUW9N3Zo&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/u6KnUW9N3Zo&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/3011524809023065027-2800200905769577318?l=brandb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/feeds/2800200905769577318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3011524809023065027&amp;postID=2800200905769577318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/2800200905769577318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/2800200905769577318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/2008/11/when-i-grow-up.html' title='When I grow up....'/><author><name>brit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861816143148270048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ho-Fh6T0mcc/TizcwuUKOyI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/WjL7W9s2beo/s220/IMG_0958.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3011524809023065027.post-2106153685097017313</id><published>2008-11-12T14:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T14:05:39.767-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unbelievable cuteness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z3U0udLH974&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/z3U0udLH974&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/3011524809023065027-2106153685097017313?l=brandb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/feeds/2106153685097017313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3011524809023065027&amp;postID=2106153685097017313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/2106153685097017313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/2106153685097017313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/2008/11/unbelievable-cuteness.html' title='Unbelievable cuteness.'/><author><name>brit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861816143148270048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ho-Fh6T0mcc/TizcwuUKOyI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/WjL7W9s2beo/s220/IMG_0958.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3011524809023065027.post-4209039848119423509</id><published>2008-10-31T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T00:23:16.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Think about it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/C7x-UXjZpRM&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/C7x-UXjZpRM&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/3011524809023065027-4209039848119423509?l=brandb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/feeds/4209039848119423509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3011524809023065027&amp;postID=4209039848119423509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/4209039848119423509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/4209039848119423509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/2008/10/think-about-it.html' title='Think about it.'/><author><name>brit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861816143148270048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ho-Fh6T0mcc/TizcwuUKOyI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/WjL7W9s2beo/s220/IMG_0958.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3011524809023065027.post-7343503769315456581</id><published>2008-10-19T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T12:28:52.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to Emily..</title><content type='html'>Next week will mark a very sad time in Vancouver's history.. Ok, well maybe more so in my history.. but grief as an entire city just sounded more dramatic. The blonde bombshell duo will be no longer intact.. Our superhero forces soon separated by many provinces..&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This coming Friday I will be saying "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so long&lt;/span&gt;" to my always trusty sidekick and fellow mischief maker- Miss Emily "Ninja Boot" Buller... The poor poor soul who has seen more of my white ass than she probably ever cared to see, or to take pictures of!! Love you Em!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So to tribute the going away of my dear friend.. Here are just a few shots of us at some of our most debaucherous moments.. There are too many crazy memories to share!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvI1W8dTu70/SPuDV4xNXRI/AAAAAAAAADk/7XkacY-Yvss/s200/n504510583_1584829_9684.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258941401924459794" /&gt; &lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvI1W8dTu70/SPuGC_7F_0I/AAAAAAAAAEU/__JIa3rnaEk/s200/n825420159_1859297_2395.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258944375962337090" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvI1W8dTu70/SPuDLWeoPnI/AAAAAAAAADc/nwq7UYrdzr0/s200/n825420159_1859295_1870.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258941220921032306" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvI1W8dTu70/SPuCtLBNogI/AAAAAAAAADM/3Eg_x7LfN_Q/s200/n825420159_1983909_323.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258940702448787970" /&gt; &lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvI1W8dTu70/SPuC_1gQDrI/AAAAAAAAADU/60xW3K-VKoM/s200/n825420159_1983912_1504.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258941023090904754" /&gt; &lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvI1W8dTu70/SPuDjwNGYTI/AAAAAAAAADs/M5_es6ozpok/s200/n504510583_2459834_4035.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258941640143692082" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvI1W8dTu70/SPuFBDIs80I/AAAAAAAAAD0/cCTuRf0vykg/s200/n504510583_2459830_4769.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258943242953356098" /&gt; &lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvI1W8dTu70/SPuFOknhu-I/AAAAAAAAAD8/srpoo5TWqfU/s200/n504510583_2459836_8280.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258943475279313890" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvI1W8dTu70/SPuCeQQIy7I/AAAAAAAAADE/2l6a0FDiY2g/s200/n504510583_3683955_537.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258940446155525042" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvI1W8dTu70/SPuFn6Q27RI/AAAAAAAAAEE/GAs_EX5cPcc/s200/n504510583_3683883_9611.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258943910586543378" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvI1W8dTu70/SPuF18gCx9I/AAAAAAAAAEM/hFrWFjsVdyk/s200/n514929677_711616_8762.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258944151705274322" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good times my friend, good times.... I will miss you oh so mucho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We really knew no other way than the most extreme debauchery, didn't we?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Au revoir my dear Ninja Boot.. You will forever be my favorite squirrelly sidekick!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time.... xox&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3011524809023065027-7343503769315456581?l=brandb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/feeds/7343503769315456581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3011524809023065027&amp;postID=7343503769315456581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/7343503769315456581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/7343503769315456581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/2008/10/ode-to-emily.html' title='Ode to Emily..'/><author><name>brit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861816143148270048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ho-Fh6T0mcc/TizcwuUKOyI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/WjL7W9s2beo/s220/IMG_0958.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvI1W8dTu70/SPuDV4xNXRI/AAAAAAAAADk/7XkacY-Yvss/s72-c/n504510583_1584829_9684.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3011524809023065027.post-8091115662548511318</id><published>2008-10-19T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T11:14:17.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SNL rocks my world.</title><content type='html'>No explanation necessary...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widgets.nbc.com/o/4727a250e66f9723/48fb779f4314dd07/4741e3c5156499a7/a636f568/-cpid/56daa13120955d91" id="W4727a250e66f972348fb779f4314dd07" width="384" height="283"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widgets.nbc.com/o/4727a250e66f9723/48fb779f4314dd07/4741e3c5156499a7/a636f568/-cpid/56daa13120955d91"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="all"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3011524809023065027-8091115662548511318?l=brandb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/feeds/8091115662548511318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3011524809023065027&amp;postID=8091115662548511318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/8091115662548511318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/8091115662548511318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/2008/10/snl-rocks-my-world.html' title='SNL rocks my world.'/><author><name>brit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861816143148270048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ho-Fh6T0mcc/TizcwuUKOyI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/WjL7W9s2beo/s220/IMG_0958.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3011524809023065027.post-7389955434267896055</id><published>2008-10-12T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T19:08:27.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twelve days of crazy..</title><content type='html'>So I turn on my tv today and am completely horrified by what is on.... A freaking Christmas episode of that horrendous Janice Dickinson Modeling Agency show.. Last time I checked, it was only October... wasn't it??  Now, it wouldn't be soooo bad if it were a Christmas re-run of Oprah or Ellen.. But seriously I feel the uncontrollable urge to vomit at the sheer sound of Janice Dickinson's voice.. She is a total monster, and honestly is starting to resemble one with all of the plastic surgery and botox she has undergone... It's a wonder she's been able to achieve any sort of reputable model agency status being that she is a total lunatic!!  I give her props for being able to out-do our dear Tyra!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now if you can stomach it, here is a music video.. Yes that's right, Janice Dickinson's own rendition of the Twelve Days of Christmas.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or as it should more appropriately be named- Twelve Days of Insane Dysfunction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0VraaEaOzYQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0VraaEaOzYQ&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3011524809023065027-7389955434267896055?l=brandb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/feeds/7389955434267896055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3011524809023065027&amp;postID=7389955434267896055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/7389955434267896055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/7389955434267896055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/2008/10/twelve-days-of-crazy.html' title='Twelve days of crazy..'/><author><name>brit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861816143148270048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ho-Fh6T0mcc/TizcwuUKOyI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/WjL7W9s2beo/s220/IMG_0958.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3011524809023065027.post-4825966197189247918</id><published>2008-10-04T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T13:49:28.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's little lessons...</title><content type='html'>I'm one of those people who is guilty of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;constantly&lt;/span&gt; over analyzing decisions and situations to the death.. I mean I drive myself crazy half the time being so incredibly indecisive and always trying to understand why something is the way it is, I can't even imagine how much it irritates other people.. I am so sorry!! Usually every decision I make has to go through like a 5 step approval process before I will actually go ahead with it... Well.. all decisions that is which don't involve money for some reason.. I am a total impulse buyer.. No decision necessary, if I want it I get it... Unless it's something I really want but cannot afford, then I will plot and scheme a way to get it.. I always do, it's like I have magical powers or something.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lately I've been doing the whole life analyzing bit.. Well, more like life observing I guess.. I'm going through a few major changes at this current time, and for once I'm not entirely focused on worrying if what I am doing with myself is the right thing.. I'm just sort of letting it play itself out.. I find it kind of odd, that when choosing the color of the new car I was buying I probably consulted at least 6 to 10 different people's opinions on the color I liked before I decided to actually go with it.. And the color was a shade of white, and technically isn't even a real color..but whatever... So then it comes to some decisions I am facing right now which are more so, lets say.. life altering.. And I am for once just kinda goin with the flow... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now anyone reading this who knows me, knows that this &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;goin with the flow&lt;/span&gt; thing is slightly unusual for me... I have been known to be a total stress case from time to time.. And usually always over things of which I have no control... Might be because I am a Leo.. or maybe because I am a type D personality (according to that Myers Briggs personality type test thingy).. Or it's just because I am a controlling beeotch with a mild case of OCD.. But I feel that none of those are the case right now... I am suddenly seeing things a whole lot differently than ever before... I have made many steps in the past year to change the focus of my life.. To learn to live more simply and to enjoy some of the smaller more fulfilling things life has to offer... To make more of an effort to show other people what they mean to me and how they have an effect on my life... To slow down and appreciate my accomplishments to date.. And at the same time, not slow down enough that I become bored and then in turn over analyze things even more so.. The key really is to find that certain balance between go time, play time, and down time.. And looking back on past years, I'd been approaching things in an entirely wrong way.. Well not entirely, but certainly not as beneficially as I could have been...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I find it so amazing how certain people can enter your life, or even exit for that matter at the most appropriate of times.. I have had the pleasure of a few people coming into my life who have been the most incredible influences on me... I have been motivated beyond belief, and given that extra boost I needed to tackle some really huge goals for myself.. These people know who they are, and they mean the world to me.. I really feel like I have been blessed and given this new opportunity to re-create my entire world.. And it certainly is a refreshing awareness which I am extremely grateful for..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Over the next few months many more changes will be taking place in my world... At first encounter with them I was pretty disheartened by what I was going to be up against.. And I was having a really hard time seeing the reason why these things were happening... But I have now gotten over the initial shock and have learned to embrace the potential they have to teach me... Strength, deeper intuition, humbleness, grace, and so forth.. They truly are opportunities for me to use and grow from.. I cannot stress enough what the importance of patience has taught me.. If you let things sit long enough, you will eventually learn why they are, what you can take away from them, and how you can apply these new teachings to your life and help others to as well.. So after all these years of over thinking and worrying about things I have no control over, I have just started to let them go.. And what I've learned from this is that letting go is the farthest thing from giving up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3011524809023065027-4825966197189247918?l=brandb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/feeds/4825966197189247918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3011524809023065027&amp;postID=4825966197189247918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/4825966197189247918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/4825966197189247918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/2008/10/lifes-little-lessons.html' title='Life&apos;s little lessons...'/><author><name>brit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861816143148270048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ho-Fh6T0mcc/TizcwuUKOyI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/WjL7W9s2beo/s220/IMG_0958.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3011524809023065027.post-564301043295084581</id><published>2008-10-02T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T00:08:44.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tracks on Repeat.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YFRuUJR4LPI"&gt;Like A Boy&lt;/a&gt;- Ciara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wCpC7-RiCgU"&gt;My Life&lt;/a&gt;- The Game feat Lil Weezy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-X53PKz7lBI"&gt;Good Girl Gone Bad&lt;/a&gt;- Rihanna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sex on Fire- Kings Of Leon&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4J4SJBB09yw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4J4SJBB09yw&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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rGD1sEM0pNo"&gt;Love Lockdown (Remix&lt;/a&gt;)- Kanye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jnM7WdLihKE&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Live Your Life&lt;/a&gt;- T.I feat Rihanna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yes I will admit it, I do indeed dig a Nickelback track.... There.. I said it.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I AM NOT a Nickelback fan whatsoever, but in my heart I felt it was right to recognize the fact they put out a song that is actually pretty good for once and isn't like any of the other last 50 that have all sound exactly the same over the past 5 years.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vNaVUMAovcY"&gt;Gotta Be Somebody&lt;/a&gt;- Nickelback&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now if somehow CK could figure out a way to not be Canada's ugliest mofo, they'd be almost like a real rock band.. Anyone know his email? Maybe I could pass on the name of my hair stylist and plastic surgeon... jk ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3011524809023065027-564301043295084581?l=brandb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/feeds/564301043295084581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3011524809023065027&amp;postID=564301043295084581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/564301043295084581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/564301043295084581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/2008/10/tracks-on-repeat.html' title='Tracks on Repeat.'/><author><name>brit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861816143148270048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ho-Fh6T0mcc/TizcwuUKOyI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/WjL7W9s2beo/s220/IMG_0958.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3011524809023065027.post-350231128387071150</id><published>2008-10-01T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T11:59:36.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WTF Levi's?</title><content type='html'>Someone at work sent me this&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.unbuttonyourbeast.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;site&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;today.. I don't really understand what the hell they are trying to advertise with a bunch of random things jumping out of the crotch of a pair of jeans and babbling some nonsense to you about anything but pants.. But whatever.. its creative.. and entertaining nonetheless.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3011524809023065027-350231128387071150?l=brandb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/feeds/350231128387071150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3011524809023065027&amp;postID=350231128387071150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/350231128387071150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/350231128387071150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/2008/10/wtf-levis.html' title='WTF Levi&apos;s?'/><author><name>brit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861816143148270048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ho-Fh6T0mcc/TizcwuUKOyI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/WjL7W9s2beo/s220/IMG_0958.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3011524809023065027.post-247015176809213857</id><published>2008-09-30T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T14:39:46.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The things I subject myself to..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Earlier this year I was asked to participate in a little production at work which was going to be used as BodogTV's April Fools Joke.. Since the company is pretty much going under right now and we are all on 'working notice' aka laid off, we are all busy updating our portfolios and going through old projects.. I stumbled upon this one.. It's definitely good for a few laughs, at me that is!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here was the show's trailer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.calvinsheir.com/files/calvin-ayre-external.swf?screen_shot=calvinsheir/bodog-calvins-heir-trailer.jpg&amp;amp;auto_play=false&amp;amp;stream_name=calvinsheir/bodog-calvins-heir-trailer-02.flv"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.calvinsheir.com/files/calvin-ayre-external.swf?screen_shot=calvinsheir/bodog-calvins-heir-trailer.jpg&amp;amp;auto_play=false&amp;amp;stream_name=calvinsheir/bodog-calvins-heir-trailer-02.flv" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="480" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the bloopers...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvI1W8dTu70/SOKZFGpFHTI/AAAAAAAAACE/Aaaa4ppFJdU/s320/hdr-bloopers.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251928428428729650" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.calvinsheir.com/files/calvin-ayre-external.swf?screen_shot=calvinsheir/bodog-calvins-heir-blooper.jpg&amp;amp;auto_play=false&amp;amp;stream_name=calvinsheir/bodog-calvins-heir-bloopers.flv"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.calvinsheir.com/files/calvin-ayre-external.swf?screen_shot=calvinsheir/bodog-calvins-heir-blooper.jpg&amp;amp;auto_play=false&amp;amp;stream_name=calvinsheir/bodog-calvins-heir-bloopers.flv" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="480" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took about 5 months for dozens of people at work to stop greeting me screaming "ICE CREAM SANDWICHHHHH!!"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh the humility.. There are some things at Bodog I will not miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3011524809023065027-247015176809213857?l=brandb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/feeds/247015176809213857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3011524809023065027&amp;postID=247015176809213857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/247015176809213857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/247015176809213857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/2008/09/things-i-subject-myself-to.html' title='The things I subject myself to..'/><author><name>brit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861816143148270048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ho-Fh6T0mcc/TizcwuUKOyI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/WjL7W9s2beo/s220/IMG_0958.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvI1W8dTu70/SOKZFGpFHTI/AAAAAAAAACE/Aaaa4ppFJdU/s72-c/hdr-bloopers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3011524809023065027.post-4583581242405235318</id><published>2008-09-23T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T00:31:07.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No One.. No One.. Does it better than you, Miss Alicia Keys..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvI1W8dTu70/SNs91XfJb9I/AAAAAAAAAB0/9IaaOTJtKFM/s1600-h/P9220485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvI1W8dTu70/SNs91XfJb9I/AAAAAAAAAB0/9IaaOTJtKFM/s200/P9220485.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249857777677463506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvI1W8dTu70/SNlVQpjaJdI/AAAAAAAAABs/iHMLbshkzNo/s1600-h/P9220489.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wow... I'd been waiting many years for the opportunity to see Alicia Keys in concert.. &lt;div&gt;And last night it finally happened!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12th row floor at the Orpheum Theatre. Amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I know there are a&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; few &lt;/span&gt;haters out there at the moment thinking AK is a man stealer and all.. You know, I mean the whole &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sohh.com/2008/09/news-swizz-beat.html"&gt;Swizz Beatz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; thing.. Whatever.. Do what you gotta do girl..If ya did it who cares.. and if you didn't well even better cause you are young and famous and fabulous and can get any man wayyy better than that fool... But I ain't gunna hold it against ya.. You do yer thang.. Whoever it may be..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for the show, Miss Alicia threw it down last night.. I mean seriously.. The girl...can sing! And play the piano.. Damn can she ever play the piano... The only thing negative I have to say about her performance... Oh my gosh, please woman take some dance lessons.. Your dancing.. is not so smooth. Those choreographed dance routines with your back up singers- straight outta Dream Girls... Why? It wasn't even cool in the movie..  Oh wait, and you attempting to dance all sexy-like with that black handkerchief.  That was probably the worst seducing I've ever seen in my life! BUT because you are so freakin amazing to listen to, I am willing to cut you a deal.. I will completely disregard your poor dancing abilities for the simple promise that next time I see you.. you ain't gunna be doin none of that awful white girl booty shakin again, ok. Now do we have ourselves a deal?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You see I love music.. I live for it.. I believe this world would be a really hateful, horrible place without it... I love music that's raw and emotional and really draws from it's original roots.. And Alicia seems to know how to perfectly blend and incorporate this into her sound... I'm not sure how, but she does it and she does it well.. I don't have much more to say about her performance other than I really freaking loved it and I wished it weren't over so quickly.. I'm sure you've all seen her perform live on TV on music award shows and such.. So just imagine how amazing witnessing her perform for an hour and a half live from like 15 feet away would be.. That's right, Incredible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3011524809023065027-4583581242405235318?l=brandb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/feeds/4583581242405235318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3011524809023065027&amp;postID=4583581242405235318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/4583581242405235318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/4583581242405235318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/2008/09/no-one-no-one-does-it-better-than-miss.html' title='No One.. No One.. Does it better than you, Miss Alicia Keys..'/><author><name>brit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861816143148270048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ho-Fh6T0mcc/TizcwuUKOyI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/WjL7W9s2beo/s220/IMG_0958.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvI1W8dTu70/SNs91XfJb9I/AAAAAAAAAB0/9IaaOTJtKFM/s72-c/P9220485.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3011524809023065027.post-6991801317863140076</id><published>2008-09-20T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T23:17:22.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 20 Reasons Why You Probably Sleep Solo...</title><content type='html'>So I've been doing a bit of people watching lately... And I thought I would attempt to help some of you guys by compiling a top 20 list of my observations as to why I believe you very likely are single, despite your best efforts.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.  You walk around wearing Affliction, Christian Audigier, and Ed Hardy shirts thinking you are incredibly hardcore and original.. but being a guy, you don't even realize 4 other guys around you are wearing the exact same thing.. and did you notice the only girls who are trying to pick you up are strippers, because they are gold digging little whores who know if you spent $200 on a t-shirt, then you will likely eventually pay to get their lips, boobs, or nose done.. but if thats all you are looking for, well then.. congratulations, I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.  You are the epitome of douche-baggery.  If you don't know what that means, well then you definitely are a douche bag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.  You are over 30 years old and live at home still.. And not for any good reason, other than the fact you are a lazy, free-loading, SOB with no life ambitions.  So, oh so sexy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.  You smoke.  And not just when you drink, but all the time.  Sorry, that is gross...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.  You have poor hygiene. (ie. bad teeth, breath, skin, nails, nose hair, ear hair, chest hair.. Yuck!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6.  You haven't worked out in a very long time, and it's quite noticeably apparent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7.  You are a ridiculous drunk.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8.  You're friends are ridiculous drunks, or just straight up ridiculous and perverted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9.  You think it's cool to brag the next day about how hung over you are, how drunk you were, etc... WE DON'T CARE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10.  You don't drive, or you do drive but it is illegally because you have actually lost your license from a DUI and/or speeding tickets..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11.  You laugh at your own jokes.. and you are the only one laughing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12.  You think the bar is a wicked place to pick up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13.  You are still technically married.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14.  You have children that you don't even take care of, or you lie about not having any at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15.  You are homophobic.  Seriously, get over yourself.  Not every gay man wants you, and in fact no gay men probably even want you considering their standards are often higher than straight women's!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16.  You think flowers are necessary only when you do something wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;17.  You still think eyes are located on breasts.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18.  You believe winking is sexy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19.  Your idea of a romantic gesture is making someone a mix cd of club anthems..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And last but not least... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;20.  You carry a Murse.. aka Man Purse.  For the love of god, please just don't.  What the hell are you carrying in there anyways- tampons and lipgloss? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fella's... if any of the above has applied to you in any way, do yourself and us ladies a favor and read a copy of Cosmopolitan magazine.. Go ask your sister or mom to borrow theirs!! Please, we are begging you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3011524809023065027-6991801317863140076?l=brandb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/feeds/6991801317863140076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3011524809023065027&amp;postID=6991801317863140076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/6991801317863140076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/6991801317863140076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/2008/09/top-20-reasons-why-you-probably-sleep.html' title='Top 20 Reasons Why You Probably Sleep Solo...'/><author><name>brit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861816143148270048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ho-Fh6T0mcc/TizcwuUKOyI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/WjL7W9s2beo/s220/IMG_0958.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3011524809023065027.post-464104623798354076</id><published>2008-09-12T02:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T15:07:01.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who ever said geeks don't got game?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Recently came across these 3 geeky gamer type guys.. I guess they're known as this group called Tripod and actually go on tour performing comedy-type shows.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This song's pretty funny.. Check it...&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PZ9TS7XLs2Q&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Tripod&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3011524809023065027-464104623798354076?l=brandb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/feeds/464104623798354076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3011524809023065027&amp;postID=464104623798354076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/464104623798354076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/464104623798354076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/2008/09/who-ever-said-geeks-dont-got-game.html' title='Who ever said geeks don&apos;t got game?'/><author><name>brit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861816143148270048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ho-Fh6T0mcc/TizcwuUKOyI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/WjL7W9s2beo/s220/IMG_0958.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3011524809023065027.post-4986209234109616436</id><published>2008-09-08T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T22:45:42.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aids Walk For Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvI1W8dTu70/SMbC0Jo8gpI/AAAAAAAAABM/skJYV9Et7fY/s1600-h/bcpwa.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvI1W8dTu70/SMbC0Jo8gpI/AAAAAAAAABM/skJYV9Et7fY/s320/bcpwa.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244093017316164242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Sunday, September 21st I'll be taking part in this year's Aids Walk for Life. It's a 10 km walk around Stanley Park's seawall or a 2.5 km walk around Lost Lagoon. All of the money raised for the event is used to help British Columbians infected with HIV/Aids and their families.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This particular issue hits home for my family and I.  We lost a loved one to an Aids related illness 15 years ago.  A cure needs to be developed so hundreds of families in Canada do not have to lose someone they love each year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do your part and help by making a donation on my fundraising &lt;a href="http://my.e2rm.com/personalPage.aspx?registrationID=516911&amp;amp;LangPref=en-CA"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;page&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, or better yet register for the event and participate in the walk as well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For more information regarding the event please visit &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bcpwa.org/"&gt;www.bcpwa.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also encourage you to take a look at the Canadian Association For Aids Research website. You'll likely be shocked to learn the statistics regarding the number of Canadians affected by this disease. Tens of thousands of people in the world die everyday from HIV/Aids, and it's time we help put a stop to it.  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.canfar.ca/"&gt;www.canfar.ca&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3011524809023065027-4986209234109616436?l=brandb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/feeds/4986209234109616436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3011524809023065027&amp;postID=4986209234109616436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/4986209234109616436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/4986209234109616436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/2008/09/aids-walk-for-life.html' title='Aids Walk For Life'/><author><name>brit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861816143148270048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ho-Fh6T0mcc/TizcwuUKOyI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/WjL7W9s2beo/s220/IMG_0958.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvI1W8dTu70/SMbC0Jo8gpI/AAAAAAAAABM/skJYV9Et7fY/s72-c/bcpwa.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3011524809023065027.post-4953762473957644180</id><published>2008-09-07T00:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T15:06:06.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Supernatural somethin or another..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Incredible doesn't even begin to describe what was witnessed this evening.  I have to argue when Carlos Santana named one of his album titles "Supernatural", he was most certainly being a modest man.  This was my second time seeing Santana, both times have been with my Dad. Santana has to be up in his list of top all-time artists along with Jimi Hendrix, John Lee Hooker, Eric Clapton (who's show we also went to see together), Buddy Guy, Led Zeppelin, and Stevie Ray Vaughn.  Tonight's performance was unreal.  I find it so amazing a man now in his 60's is able to put on just as high energy of a show as he did 30 years ago.  I've seen some footage.. It's true, he hasn't slowed down one bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvI1W8dTu70/SMby_P-KX9I/AAAAAAAAABc/6HJx0fdW19Q/s320/P9070438.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244145984552460242" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's truly inspiring is how he stands for so much more than the magical music he creates with that guitar of his. He is a visionary artist and a huge advocate for world peace. He shows great pride and appreciation of the power every person has within them and makes a solid effort to communicate this to his fans.  He wants to empower everyone at his shows to recognize this in themselves and to use it, creating unity in the world we share.  He paused the show a couple times last night to speak of some things he believes our world could use more of.. what we as people of this earth should remember to stand for each day.. Serenity, sincerity, peace, and compassion in everything we put our minds to and how we treat one another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking around the stands, I couldn't help but notice such a vast array of people in attendance. The entire Spanish community of British Columbia must have been there, but there were a few other characters I was a bit surprised to see.  The guy sitting next to me looked like he just walked out of an H.A. Clubhouse, tattooed from neck to fingers.. There were also a lot of grey hairs there, understandable being that his music became famous worldwide in the early 60's, even performing at Woodstock with Hendrix.  Some days I really wish I were 10 or 20 years older so I could have seen some of history's most talented artists play live.  Luckily, my Dad got to see almost all of the greats, so I get to hear all about his experiences from their shows..  Sometimes we'll sit in his basement and play old records, drink beer, and if I'm lucky a song will come on that reminds him of one time when he saw that particular band.   So cool, I live for those stories of his..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, as usual I digress... Did I mention the show was incredible?!  It really was! Perhaps even better than the first time I saw him about 4 or 5 years ago. Oh right, I can't forget about those definitely deserving honorable mentions.. I've gotta give a shout out to front row "crazy arms" Asian lady.. You are the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;best&lt;/span&gt; dancer I've ever seen, well almost as good as Seinfeld's  Elaine Benes... But let me tell you, you made paying those Ticketmaster service charges well worth it. Also I don't know which was more amazing, Carlos Santana or the super adorable 50-something year old lady in the black mini cocktail dress in the 2nd row rocking out hardcore on the "air keyboard".. Highlight of my year, I swear! I've seen some serious air guitar, air drums, etc.. But air keyboard, that was a must see.  I tried to take a picture of her for proof of this once in a lifetime phenomenon, but unfortunately it didn't turn out.  Annddd, I guess I should probably mention the ABSOLUTELY FREAKING OUT OF THIS WORLD almost 10 minute long drum solo.  Now this drummer had to be close to 300 lbs, but he blew Tommy Lee up.  Sorry Tommy, you are gorgeous and I love you and you are also an incredible drummer, but this guy gets my vote. Holy crap he was amazing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overall, the show was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;outstanding!&lt;/span&gt; As was to be expected.. Carlos Santana is really such an extraordinary artist.. It's no wonder he can collaborate with pretty much anyone he wants. And his 12 piece band most definitely deserved to be up on that stage with him... I could have done without the opening act "The Salvador Santana Band". The Salvador guy couldn't sing and was pretty annoying acting all "thug like" but his keyboard playing was alright.  The best part of the entire night though was experiencing how Carlos Santana's music brings so many people from different walks of life together.. Including my Dad and I.. Music is one thing we have always strongly bonded over and share most in common.. And it was really nice to be able to spend the night in the company of my father, all while getting to watch together one of world music's great legends doin what he does best.. makin that guitar cry  ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3011524809023065027-4953762473957644180?l=brandb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/feeds/4953762473957644180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3011524809023065027&amp;postID=4953762473957644180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/4953762473957644180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/4953762473957644180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/2008/09/supernatural-somethin-or-another.html' title='Supernatural somethin or another..'/><author><name>brit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861816143148270048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ho-Fh6T0mcc/TizcwuUKOyI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/WjL7W9s2beo/s220/IMG_0958.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvI1W8dTu70/SMby_P-KX9I/AAAAAAAAABc/6HJx0fdW19Q/s72-c/P9070438.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3011524809023065027.post-5019047121039430089</id><published>2008-09-04T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T16:31:32.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, self obsessed Tyra..</title><content type='html'>Even if you don't really want to admit it, it's ok, we already know you were watching the premiere of America's Next Top Model last night.  I am woman enough to admit it, I have been a loyal viewer since pretty much the first season..err..I mean, cycle.. &lt;div&gt;Btw..Does anyone even know why it's called a cycle? Is it to recap and promote, "Watch yet another season of wayyyy too many skinny bitches pms-ing, living in one house, and competing for a career in professional narcissism"?  Yea, I bet that's probably why it's called a cycle..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhow, I do love this show. And when I say love, I actually mean for 1 hour a week (or last night's case 2 hours) I become distracted from things I should be doing and get stuck staring slack-jawed at my tv screen as if it's just been in some horrific car wreck.. Usually this hour is highlighted by me doing some obscene name calling and yelling at Tyra through my television about how she is such an eff'n moron.  The cheese seriously just drips off that woman, I don't know how she can even stand herself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night's show ended up being pretty good... Ok, "good" might be a bit of a strong word, but the episode was somewhat bearable after they stopped acting like robots and chasing after each other like wildlife in an attempt to model running "fiercely".  Seriously, wtf was that about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All that aside, I really am proud of the little tranny girl..boy..whichever.. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cwtv.com/thecw/gen-gallery-antm11-models/6/2"&gt;Isis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  Her pic turned out really great, and you would never have even known &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt; was actually a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; in the photo.  I'm happy to see our pop culture is starting to somewhat reflect the real people out there in the world.  Times have changed and sexual identity crisis or not, Isis is proving herself to be pretty damn "fierce".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The rest of the show was filled with a bunch of the other girls being afraid of the tranny and going out of their way to be mean to&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; he/her&lt;/span&gt;.  At this point, I kinda stopped paying attention until it was time to tell the first girls of Cycle 11, "I'm sorry, but you are not going to be America's Next Top Model".  One of those girls being the bright Harvard grad that majored in American Literature.  Who when asked to show Tyra how certain famous characters or writers might pose, she had NO idea who Tyra was even talking about.  Way to go Harvard, maybe you could also offer a course in educational retention.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God, I love this show.  It makes me feel far more intelligent than I give myself credit for... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now for pure entertainment's value, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=29SuuEKztPc"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is a clip of Tyra at more than likely her finest self obsessed moment.  It's always about you Tyra, always about you.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you wanna be on top?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Umm. No, thanks.  I think I'll pass on the free ride to Tyra's crazy town.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3011524809023065027-5019047121039430089?l=brandb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/feeds/5019047121039430089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3011524809023065027&amp;postID=5019047121039430089' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/5019047121039430089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/5019047121039430089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/2008/09/oh-self-obsessed-tyra.html' title='Oh, self obsessed Tyra..'/><author><name>brit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861816143148270048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ho-Fh6T0mcc/TizcwuUKOyI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/WjL7W9s2beo/s220/IMG_0958.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3011524809023065027.post-8255336753315931039</id><published>2008-09-03T22:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T00:27:37.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to get serious now kids..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I drive in to work most mornings down Hastings Street into downtown Vancouver and it saddens me to see the things I do so early in the morning. Well any time of day it upsets me, but for whatever reason it does even more so in the morning.  It looks like a homeless flea market out there, except the only things for sale are stolen goods, drugs, and sex.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every morning I see the same people.  Hanging around the same corners.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The homeless, mentally ill, and drug addicted.  Looking lost.  Hopeless.  Wandering or jumping into the middle of the streets, sometimes already looking for their next fix.  Although you really can't tell if they are still high from the night before, or if they have already woken up and taken a hit.  Nonetheless it's awful to realize this is all their lives have resorted to.  I don't know what is worse, the fact they have given up on themselves completely and have no regard for anyone because drugs have taken over all logic they may have possessed at some point or the mystery of what horrible things may have happened to them along life's way to allow themselves to believe they're not worth more than this lifestyle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning I encountered a man who was out cold on the side walk on Richards at Cordova St.  And I mean he was out cold, I totally thought the guy was dead.  Now people, how effing heartless are you that you will literally walk RIGHT OVER TOP of a guy who appears motionless on the sidewalk at 10 in the morning????  WTF is wrong with you?  If the guy hadn't looked a bit scrubby and instead was wearing regular clothing or a business suit, you would have stopped to see if he was ok, wouldn't you???  But no, for whatever selfish reasonings you did not even bat an eye at this guy who for all you know could have been dead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I am a believer in most cases that yes, people are generally responsible for the decisions they make and where those decisions may end up taking them.  But there comes a point where it gets out of their control, and it is our responsibility as human beings to recognize these people need help and to do something to help them. Do anything.  Like for instance, at least taking 1 minute out of your day to call an ambulance to make sure this guy on the sidewalk isn't a goner.  But I guess everyone else had another emergency to tend to or something else far more important to do this morning, so don't worry I took care of it for you.  And incase you were wondering, the guy is alive, but would have died if he had remained unconscious for much longer according to the paramedics.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess I don't understand how people think anymore.  If we just ignore them, will they eventually just disappear?  It's as if they believe drug addiction and overdose is another way of population control.  Like it's no big deal to let these people slowly kill themselves. But unlike the pipes and needles which rule most of their lives, these people are not disposable.  They are PEOPLE, you know, HUMAN BEINGS! And they deserve to be treated as humanely as you and I do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think we all need to take some time to remember that like us, every single one of them out there is also someone's child.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So even if you have no desire to donate some of your time or money to a charity or send some old clothes to a shelter or church, at least promise me this- have enough decency to call an ambulance next time you see someone who may need medical attention.  You don't have to try to help them yourself and in fact I don't recommend it, but at least show 2 ounces of compassion and care for someone who needs it.  After all, you don't know what's happened unless you've walked in their shoes and you never know one day if or when it may be you who needs the help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Karma is a bitch my friend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3011524809023065027-8255336753315931039?l=brandb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/feeds/8255336753315931039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3011524809023065027&amp;postID=8255336753315931039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/8255336753315931039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/8255336753315931039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/2008/09/time-to-get-serious-now-kids.html' title='Time to get serious now kids..'/><author><name>brit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861816143148270048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ho-Fh6T0mcc/TizcwuUKOyI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/WjL7W9s2beo/s220/IMG_0958.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3011524809023065027.post-4043809683955230977</id><published>2008-09-02T16:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T00:42:48.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Noon is the new 9.</title><content type='html'>With recent changes to my job status, I've been doing a bit more thinking than usual.  I've come to a some conclusions which perhaps I was already slightly aware of, but maybe had not shared with others.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A)  I am NOT a morning person.  Despite my cheerful demeanor when I arrive to work, I would function much more willingly and efficiently if I were able to commence work at say... noon. And dressed in my pajamas or gym clothes. Thus allowing me to sleep in or run early morning errands whenever I felt like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B)  In the late I've gone a very random direction career-wise.  Just over a year ago I was working in a post production office for a Music label and TV shows, and somehow I've ended up a production manager for a design dept creating web ads for a gambling site?  And all within the same company.. I can't quite figure that one out.. especially being that my background and education lay in Event Production, Broadcast Journalism and Media Communications.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm.?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;C)  My next move will be as far away from online gaming as possible, as to never cross paths with it again even accidently.  Perhaps I should go work in a church or at a hospital or for a non profit organization, that would be the best way to handle that. Kidding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;D)  I have the attention span of an incredibly dumb puppy. Pretty much none at all. I can't focus long enough to read an email or to update a cover letter, but I sure can sit and type blogs for hours!!  Wait.. I guess that means, I can focus on things I want to do but don't give a shit about the things I should be doing.  Well.. I'm glad I cleared up that confusion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E)  Oh.. and I am looking into a way to make money while I sleep.  I know there has to be a way, and I think I've almost figured it out.  I've always just seen those 6-8 hours I'm dead to the world as such a waste of time.  And time is money as they say.. Whoever "they" are...  So when I determine exactly how it is I will make cash to pay my bills as I peacefully slumber, I will let you know ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now taking all into account I think it is apparent... I would be happiest working for myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3011524809023065027-4043809683955230977?l=brandb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/feeds/4043809683955230977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3011524809023065027&amp;postID=4043809683955230977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/4043809683955230977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/4043809683955230977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/2008/09/noon-is-new-9.html' title='Noon is the new 9.'/><author><name>brit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861816143148270048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ho-Fh6T0mcc/TizcwuUKOyI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/WjL7W9s2beo/s220/IMG_0958.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3011524809023065027.post-4451697082151784484</id><published>2008-09-01T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T00:45:54.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wind.</title><content type='html'>the brink of possibility... &lt;div&gt;losing grip you sway this way and that, all the while struggling to maintain somewhat a graceful composure.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you breath in, in an attempt to regain balance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the air holding the crispness of autumn nearing.. you are re-acquainted..  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;breathing deeper you force your lungs to pull and stretch until they are screaming at you to exhale...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;instead, you stop. you hold your breath. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you are not ready to let go of that familiar scent.. that air you have come to know yet still seem to fear.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;brought on by the wind.. never clear of it's direction..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the air of change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3011524809023065027-4451697082151784484?l=brandb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/feeds/4451697082151784484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3011524809023065027&amp;postID=4451697082151784484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/4451697082151784484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/4451697082151784484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/2008/09/wind.html' title='Wind.'/><author><name>brit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861816143148270048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ho-Fh6T0mcc/TizcwuUKOyI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/WjL7W9s2beo/s220/IMG_0958.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3011524809023065027.post-3480323641104412904</id><published>2008-08-31T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T17:51:40.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One of Those Moments..</title><content type='html'>Today I was driving to go meet up with my trainer and I was behind this older blue van approaching  a traffic light in the middle of the highway. You know, the one on King George Hwy right before that little bridge thing on your way to White Rock.  That light.  Anyhow, the van pulled through the late yellow and I stopped at the red light.  And all of a sudden I had one of those "holy shit I totally forgot about that" memories....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I was 15, my boyfriend at the time and I were driving to White Rock to go meet up with some friends.  He had just put insurance on his car that day.  I totally remember it was this 198o- something blue Skylark, so pimp..heh.  We were driving down that same part of the highway when a blue van EXACTLY the same as the one in front of me today, slammed on its brakes at that EXACT red light.  Unfortunately for us, that van didn't run the late yellow, it stopped dead. My bf didn't see it coming and we smashed right into the back of it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luckily no one was hurt, well nobody except my bf's pride.  He hadn't even had his car insured for half a day when he pretty much wrote it off with his gf in the passenger seat! Poor guy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember him being so worried his mom would find out and get pissed at him, so he left his car for a few days at his friend's house and went all the way out to Chilliwack to find a new front end grill for the car before anyone noticed..  In the end it worked, for awhile, I think it was a few months until his mom actually found out about the accident.  Might have been because the replacement grill was a totally different color than the car was... At least he pulled it off for awhile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lessons learned, don't ever trust blue vans driving anywhere near you.  And don't even bother trying to lie to or hide anything from your mother, because she is your mother, and mothers are like female inspector gadgets and are way smarter than you think.. They ALWAYS eventually find out what really happened.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3011524809023065027-3480323641104412904?l=brandb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/feeds/3480323641104412904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3011524809023065027&amp;postID=3480323641104412904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/3480323641104412904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/3480323641104412904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/2008/08/one-of-those-moments.html' title='One of Those Moments..'/><author><name>brit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861816143148270048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ho-Fh6T0mcc/TizcwuUKOyI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/WjL7W9s2beo/s220/IMG_0958.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3011524809023065027.post-4895674215931591330</id><published>2008-08-30T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T01:07:44.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Currently all things Awesome...</title><content type='html'>I got out of bed at 2pm today.. and there wasn't a damn thing wrong with it.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;pink lilies. enuf said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the return of Beverly Hills 90210.. (always a guilty pleasure..shh.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The fact we actually got paid yesterday. (Fellow "Fivers" will know what I'm sayin.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my dog is in a puppy beauty contest this weekend.. and she will win because she is the eff'n cutest dog ever in the whole wide world... Says me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been laid off &amp;amp; put on working notice at my job, but am getting paid to find a new job and update my portfolio.. So sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am 10 weeks out from my next &lt;a href="http://www.bcabba.ca/contests.htm#s"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;figure bodybuilding competition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;wh&lt;/span&gt;ich might I add I plan to place top 3 in even if it kills me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm looking forward to having a chicken-less diet in 10 weeks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In fact I think my diet will more than likely only contain the following food items:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ice cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chocolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fruit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ice cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my grandma's perogies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yogurt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;granola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and oh right.. ice cream. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is Saturday and I still have 2 more days off before I go back to work.  Thank you United States Government for declaring &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Labor_Day"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Labor Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt; t&lt;/span&gt;he first Monday in September, as "a rest day for working citizens".  You kick ass...well sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And one of my cheap digs at my employer (who just laid us off) this week. &lt;a href="http://www.grapheine.com/bombaytv/index.php?module=see&amp;amp;lang=uk&amp;amp;code=0a4e231d3cf892594809c6aab803807b"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Seen here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3011524809023065027-4895674215931591330?l=brandb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/feeds/4895674215931591330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3011524809023065027&amp;postID=4895674215931591330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/4895674215931591330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/4895674215931591330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/2008/08/currently-all-things-awesome.html' title='Currently all things Awesome...'/><author><name>brit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861816143148270048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ho-Fh6T0mcc/TizcwuUKOyI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/WjL7W9s2beo/s220/IMG_0958.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3011524809023065027.post-4744895237656596684</id><published>2008-08-30T03:04:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T00:20:48.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes. Hell froze over... and I created a blog.</title><content type='html'>Only yesterday I was having an IM convo about how pointless I believed blogs to be.  &lt;div&gt;How people go on incessant rants about the randomnest topics of which no one is truly interested in hearing about.  And yet today... I find myself having created my first very own blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You see, the reason I believed blogs were totally useless and more often than not highly irritating is because people just seem to bitch with NO intention or attempt to change anything about to what they are bitching. Nothing is gained by the reader other than being left with a lingering feeling of annoyance their time has been wasted by some mindless babbling moron. And since topics are generally blogged about after the fact, by the time it's read it's already old news my friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well... I. Was. Wrong!  Yes, I'll admit it. I was very very wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Clearly the only blogs I have ever read were written by absolute shit for brains, non-creative minded individuals.  After surfing the web (does anyone even say that anymore?) all evening for some sort of mind inspiring something, I stumbled across a friend's blog which I found to be extremely enlightening.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My views on blogging have been changed for-EVER.   Some of the posts I read made me literally laugh out loud, some brought tears to my eyes, and some made me say "fuckin rights!".  They were all real, emotional, raw, meaningful, organized, creative thoughts.. and almost every one of them left me with something to think about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which brings me to this.  Whether this blog only ends up becoming my own personal form of self release and expression that nobody even reads, or it turns into something much bigger.. I vow not to fill it with useless bitching and raving about things never going to change or that we have no control over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is an opportunity for words to be what they are and used for whatever they need be... just in a very public format ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3011524809023065027-4744895237656596684?l=brandb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/feeds/4744895237656596684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3011524809023065027&amp;postID=4744895237656596684' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/4744895237656596684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3011524809023065027/posts/default/4744895237656596684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandb.blogspot.com/2008/08/yes-hell-froze-over-i-created-blog.html' title='Yes. 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