<?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-8769272379402721643</id><updated>2012-02-16T09:00:46.770-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Glut ToNY</title><subtitle type='html'>Things I love. Things I love to hate. A lot.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glut-tony.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769272379402721643/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glut-tony.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tony B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05067757446620660274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/ScKgooAwHwI/AAAAAAAAACY/YVxTK_qmmpc/S220/me2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769272379402721643.post-1394048487672053884</id><published>2010-03-07T17:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T17:45:20.180-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Simply Just Because</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/S5QroNAHNNI/AAAAAAAAAbc/NH1v3LYhtkY/s1600-h/private_lives_of_pippa_lee.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/S5QroNAHNNI/AAAAAAAAAbc/NH1v3LYhtkY/s400/private_lives_of_pippa_lee.jpg" width="268" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a while since I have liked a movie for no other reason than I simply enjoyed watching it. It was The Private Lives of Pippa Lee. I liked the story. I liked how it looked. I liked the cast. Robin Wright Penn. Alan Arkin. Blake Lively. Maria Bello. Keaneu Reeves. Wynona Ryder. Shirley Knight. And others. They were all fantastic. I laughed a little. I cried a little. I liked it a lot. Plain and simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do yourself a favor. Watch it and enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769272379402721643-1394048487672053884?l=glut-tony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1134629/' title='Simply Just Because'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glut-tony.blogspot.com/feeds/1394048487672053884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://glut-tony.blogspot.com/2010/03/simply-just-because.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769272379402721643/posts/default/1394048487672053884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769272379402721643/posts/default/1394048487672053884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glut-tony.blogspot.com/2010/03/simply-just-because.html' title='Simply Just Because'/><author><name>Tony B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05067757446620660274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/ScKgooAwHwI/AAAAAAAAACY/YVxTK_qmmpc/S220/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/S5QroNAHNNI/AAAAAAAAAbc/NH1v3LYhtkY/s72-c/private_lives_of_pippa_lee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769272379402721643.post-821619853783394112</id><published>2009-07-02T20:33:00.029-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T13:13:01.957-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Raise Your Hand</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354031984629784946" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/Sk1XuR_wIXI/AAAAAAAAAPk/4sN2CU1MPIk/s200/0918_tom_cruise_splash.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Whether you're sure or not, if you use &lt;a href="http://www.buydrysol.com/"&gt;Drysol&lt;/a&gt;, you don't have to even think about it - ever again - you'll be dry, and that's for damn sure! I've always wondered why you see certain actors running around with sweaty pits when they can use Drysol? Are they afraid of a little cancer? Yeah, so what? So they say certain ingredients like aluminum chloride may cause cancer, but I haven't seen the studies. Show me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/SlJGzgF5e_I/AAAAAAAAAP0/Vzw-65VfPig/s1600-h/spl108480_005[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355420757498887154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/SlJGzgF5e_I/AAAAAAAAAP0/Vzw-65VfPig/s200/spl108480_005%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Strap a pair on, and get the treatment. Just do it, but boy, you really will need that set of proverbial balls because the three nights of treatment are pure torture. Torture I say. I have a few friends that can attest, but don't worry pals, I won't rat ya out. Yet. I'll save that for the memoir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354341281050709154" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 184px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/Sk5xBs88zKI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2udwloD46oU/s200/tommybirthdaysluts_0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, for many years I suffered from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hyperhidrosis"&gt;hyperhidrosis&lt;/a&gt; of the underarm, a.k.a. sweaty pits. I'm not talking about a little moisture. I'm talking chasing waterfalls shit. My pits purple rained. Let me tell ya, there were tears for fears. Within moments, two shirts could be completely soaked through. Count 'em. Two. Totally wet. I was &lt;a href="http://www.markway.com/books/embarrassment.htm"&gt;dying of&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.markway.com/books/embarrassment.htm"&gt; embarrassment&lt;/a&gt;. (That's actually the title of a book that could help if you suffer from social phobia, or even if you're just a little shy, FYI.) There really is more to the story, but I may actually save it for the memoir. It's fucking funny. No. It's fucking hilarious. Trust me.&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/8769272379402721643-821619853783394112?l=glut-tony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glut-tony.blogspot.com/feeds/821619853783394112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://glut-tony.blogspot.com/2009/07/raise-your-hand.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769272379402721643/posts/default/821619853783394112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769272379402721643/posts/default/821619853783394112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glut-tony.blogspot.com/2009/07/raise-your-hand.html' title='Raise Your Hand'/><author><name>Tony B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05067757446620660274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/ScKgooAwHwI/AAAAAAAAACY/YVxTK_qmmpc/S220/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/Sk1XuR_wIXI/AAAAAAAAAPk/4sN2CU1MPIk/s72-c/0918_tom_cruise_splash.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769272379402721643.post-227418518942595254</id><published>2009-07-01T14:35:00.024-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T13:28:13.534-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Schnitzel says what?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/Sk1OGQPgiVI/AAAAAAAAAPM/WLX7rsGJKqo/s1600-h/1073008Image_Home.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354021401359583570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/Sk1OGQPgiVI/AAAAAAAAAPM/WLX7rsGJKqo/s200/1073008Image_Home.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah. I know mini cutlets of fried chicken breast may not be that healthy, but the Chicken Schnitzel from &lt;a href="http://www.pitajoe.com/index.php"&gt;Pita Joe&lt;/a&gt; is pretty gosh darn delicious, not to mention kosher. Almost enough said, but not quite. A few Sundays ago I was running errands in Union Square, and suddenly found myself feeling faint. I hadn't eaten all day, and I was famished. My stomach was actually eating itself. Unwittingly, I stumbled onto this gem, Pita Joe. Not your everyday pita and falafel place. Wow! It's really good. And health nuts unite, there are tons of nutritious options available. You can choose a whole wheat pita, falafel balls are only 50 cents, and what's this? The Purple Joe? Heh heh. Can I get a wha what? It's a pita sandwich with grilled eggplant, lettuce, tomatoes, hummus and their organic egg. Sounds lip smacking good, huh? Wait. There's more. Wash it all down with a mint lemonade. Day-YUM! That shi is goo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354021661993180226" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/Sk1OVbLZnEI/AAAAAAAAAPU/PiPjImsIG9o/s200/1203081.jpg" border="0" /&gt; And check this out. You can get all your favorite sauces to go on the side, self serve. They keep them in this little steel cooler that also holds an ice pack to keep the sauces chilled. Ingenious. Whattaya say we meet next week for lunch? 2 W. 14th Street, corner of 5th Ave and 14th St. My treat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sphincter says, "can't wait for later!" (Now that's just gross. Way to take it there yet again.)&lt;/div&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/8769272379402721643-227418518942595254?l=glut-tony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glut-tony.blogspot.com/feeds/227418518942595254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://glut-tony.blogspot.com/2009/07/schnitzel-says-what.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769272379402721643/posts/default/227418518942595254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769272379402721643/posts/default/227418518942595254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glut-tony.blogspot.com/2009/07/schnitzel-says-what.html' title='Schnitzel says what?'/><author><name>Tony B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05067757446620660274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/ScKgooAwHwI/AAAAAAAAACY/YVxTK_qmmpc/S220/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/Sk1OGQPgiVI/AAAAAAAAAPM/WLX7rsGJKqo/s72-c/1073008Image_Home.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769272379402721643.post-1310850902097827898</id><published>2009-06-21T09:34:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T09:04:40.071-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Curious Case of Benjaman Butt On</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/Sj6hsNrzTDI/AAAAAAAAAOE/jVs7pMneT58/s1600-h/benjamin_button.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349891188322421810" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 148px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/Sj6hsNrzTDI/AAAAAAAAAOE/jVs7pMneT58/s200/benjamin_button.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What's so curious about this movie is that anyone watched it. What's even more curious is that it was actually even made. Do the actors, director, producers and everyone else involved proudly sit through the premiere believing their peers are actually enjoying it? Respecting them? Or do they cringe with embarrassment? It must be a very painful experience to have to pretend to be proud of something that sucks so bad. And it was long &lt;a href="http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=as%20all%20get%20out"&gt;as all get out&lt;/a&gt;. I once heard OJ say that in an interview and feel it's rather apropos because someone should have killed this before it was ever finished. Hollywood rapes us with this shit. I was raped of the five fucking hours it took to watch this junk. Don't do it. Don't watch it. Trust me.  (Oh. Okay. I'm flimflammin' and take everything I just said back. I did like the jar of buttons, and the way they were effortlessly poured out of the jar. Really. It was the best scene of the entire flick. Worth every penny spent to make the movie and spent to see it. Every penny.) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wait. While looking for an image, I've learned that this was nominated for 13 Oscars. Shut it down now. I can't even comment. I'm speechless!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769272379402721643-1310850902097827898?l=glut-tony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glut-tony.blogspot.com/feeds/1310850902097827898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://glut-tony.blogspot.com/2009/06/curious-case-of-benjaman-butt-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769272379402721643/posts/default/1310850902097827898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769272379402721643/posts/default/1310850902097827898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glut-tony.blogspot.com/2009/06/curious-case-of-benjaman-butt-on.html' title='The Curious Case of Benjaman Butt On'/><author><name>Tony B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05067757446620660274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/ScKgooAwHwI/AAAAAAAAACY/YVxTK_qmmpc/S220/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/Sj6hsNrzTDI/AAAAAAAAAOE/jVs7pMneT58/s72-c/benjamin_button.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769272379402721643.post-5352982035500472251</id><published>2009-06-05T14:47:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T14:33:47.594-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ch Ch Ch Changeling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/SilpDtRu_dI/AAAAAAAAAMk/ExkQihMIGYc/s1600-h/changeling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343917945266306514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 166px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/SilpDtRu_dI/AAAAAAAAAMk/ExkQihMIGYc/s200/changeling.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Very strange...the fact that this phenomena actually exists is beyond my imagination. A changeling is a child surreptitiously or unintentionally substituted for another. Really? That happens? Either way, what I really want to talk about is the movie. Plain and simply, I liked it. I’m not the biggest Angie Jo fan, but I believed her. I really did. She was good. Yeah, she’s purty. Very. But I don’t really give a shit about that. I'm going to hate myself for saying this, but she is a damn good actor. I’m glad she didn’t win the Oscar, but she deserved to be nominated. There. Said it. I suppose the reason being is I hate jumping on a bandwagon, revering celebrity, conforming to that system, if you will. However, as far as I’m concerned, she was Christine Collins, and now I need to know more about this true story. I love the story. I love the setting. The acting is superb. The score is amazing and really helped me feel the movie. And, and, and...and Amy Ryan is in it. Ever since &lt;a href="http://www.hbo.com/thewire/"&gt;The Wire&lt;/a&gt;, I've loved her. Watch &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gone_Baby_Gone"&gt;Gone Baby Gone &lt;/a&gt;too. She was nominated for an Oscar. You'll like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Did rollerskating telephone operators really exist in the 40's?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769272379402721643-5352982035500472251?l=glut-tony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glut-tony.blogspot.com/feeds/5352982035500472251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://glut-tony.blogspot.com/2009/06/ch-ch-ch-changeling.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769272379402721643/posts/default/5352982035500472251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769272379402721643/posts/default/5352982035500472251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glut-tony.blogspot.com/2009/06/ch-ch-ch-changeling.html' title='Ch Ch Ch Changeling'/><author><name>Tony B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05067757446620660274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/ScKgooAwHwI/AAAAAAAAACY/YVxTK_qmmpc/S220/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/SilpDtRu_dI/AAAAAAAAAMk/ExkQihMIGYc/s72-c/changeling.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769272379402721643.post-7209500624167984893</id><published>2009-06-05T14:05:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T14:19:12.777-04:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Guys Sorta Sucks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/SilfXb9qjlI/AAAAAAAAAMU/KuShC9b0TVU/s1600-h/shirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343907289099832914" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/SilfXb9qjlI/AAAAAAAAAMU/KuShC9b0TVU/s200/shirt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I've chowed down on &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:2008-0830-UVA-FiveGuys-burger.jpg"&gt;5 Guys Bugers &lt;/a&gt;twice now, but unfortunately my shirt enjoyed it more than I did (bot times really). I got two turntables and a microphone...&lt;a href="http://www.megnut.com/images/shake_shack_burger.jpg"&gt;Shake Shack &lt;/a&gt;is still where it's at!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(I realize that in these pics both burgers look better than fantastic, but trust, the Shack is far superior. Fries too! If you haven't yet, go now.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769272379402721643-7209500624167984893?l=glut-tony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glut-tony.blogspot.com/feeds/7209500624167984893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://glut-tony.blogspot.com/2009/06/5-guys-sorta-sucks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769272379402721643/posts/default/7209500624167984893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769272379402721643/posts/default/7209500624167984893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glut-tony.blogspot.com/2009/06/5-guys-sorta-sucks.html' title='5 Guys Sorta Sucks'/><author><name>Tony B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05067757446620660274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/ScKgooAwHwI/AAAAAAAAACY/YVxTK_qmmpc/S220/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/SilfXb9qjlI/AAAAAAAAAMU/KuShC9b0TVU/s72-c/shirt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769272379402721643.post-9032805292848526900</id><published>2009-05-29T15:08:00.017-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T08:56:36.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky in Love!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://raita.cocolog-nifty.com/photos/uncategorized/061112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px" alt="" src="http://raita.cocolog-nifty.com/photos/uncategorized/061112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm gonna tell yee a lil-ull stor-ee. Way back when I bought a watch. It was a wonderful watch. It was a rare watch. It was my favorite watch. Then quite a few years back when I was tightening my purse strings so I could guiltlessly afford my various substance abuses...aka beer money, I sold this watch to a friend of mine. My best friend. Ha. I sold it for more than I paid for it. Ha ha. Chump. But then. But then I had to watch (no pun intended, really) my best friend wear this watch over and over and over again. Time after time. (Again, no pun intended, really...okay maybe that one was intended.) It burned me up inside. It chapped my hide. It chafed my thighs. Really! Who was the chump now? Yeah. You guessed it. This guy. *points and waves thumbs at self* Anyway, I searched the world over, checked eBay religiously, and years later I found a brand new one on eBay and immediately gobbled it up. Didn't even take the time to bid. I "bought it now!" The cool thing, I paid less than what I sold it for. Score! My friend's watch - my old watch - broke. He can no longer wear it. Hehehe. (I know, pure evil.) And suddenly I had &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; watch back. Well. Fuckity fucken fuck fuck! (I really have a way with words, huh?) I lost that shit five months after it making it's way back into my life. But still, I consider myself really lucky. Here's the thing. How does that dumb-ass saying go? It's better to have loved and lost than to have never loved at all. Well, I loved that watch. I loved that watch twice. See? I'm so lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(I still do have &lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/130/379278962_2e6c052389.jpg?v=0"&gt;this one &lt;/a&gt;in orange, but it's just not the same. I can't find a pic of the one I lost it's so rare, but I will continue on searching. If anyone finds one (the watch, not the pic that is), let me know and I'll buy it. It's a Seiko Timetron h Watch. Slim. Gray. Lastly, I think I might know where I lost it and who has it. Would that be weird if I held a stakeout to to get that shit back?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769272379402721643-9032805292848526900?l=glut-tony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glut-tony.blogspot.com/feeds/9032805292848526900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://glut-tony.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-so-lucky-lucky-lucky.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769272379402721643/posts/default/9032805292848526900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769272379402721643/posts/default/9032805292848526900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glut-tony.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-so-lucky-lucky-lucky.html' title='Lucky in Love!'/><author><name>Tony B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05067757446620660274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/ScKgooAwHwI/AAAAAAAAACY/YVxTK_qmmpc/S220/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769272379402721643.post-4838052398667485341</id><published>2009-05-18T22:33:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T18:32:08.224-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This on the heels of my last post?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/ShIbEVZtNpI/AAAAAAAAAL8/Eyq_YPLvxOk/s1600-h/s1kbjja62egy7y438ryd5ppspn8l4d4.jpeg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337358269665851026" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 184px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/ShIbEVZtNpI/AAAAAAAAAL8/Eyq_YPLvxOk/s200/s1kbjja62egy7y438ryd5ppspn8l4d4.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Men in bras now. Sheesh. I'm sure panty liners will be next. This just in from the Metro. I'm sorry. I can't help it. I love that little paper. Anyway, in Japan, men are wearing bras to relax. Really? Read on.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(43,43,43);font-family:Verdana;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9933;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:small;"&gt;TOKYO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:small;"&gt; A growing number of Japanese men are opting to secretly wear bras underneath their suits in the latest fad to sweep the nation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:small;"&gt;WishRoom, the underwear company, has sold more than 6,000 “man bras” to stressed salarymen as a means of relaxation since launching late last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:small;"&gt;In its online store, the company sells a range of pink, white and black bras called “Men’s Premiere Brassiere” complete with detachable straps which at first sight appear to bear no difference from female versions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;That's all she wrote. That's how the article ended. WTF? How can that be relaxing? Hey fellas wearing bras, please enlighten us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&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/8769272379402721643-4838052398667485341?l=glut-tony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glut-tony.blogspot.com/feeds/4838052398667485341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://glut-tony.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-on-heels-of-my-last-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769272379402721643/posts/default/4838052398667485341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769272379402721643/posts/default/4838052398667485341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glut-tony.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-on-heels-of-my-last-post.html' title='This on the heels of my last post?'/><author><name>Tony B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05067757446620660274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/ScKgooAwHwI/AAAAAAAAACY/YVxTK_qmmpc/S220/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/ShIbEVZtNpI/AAAAAAAAAL8/Eyq_YPLvxOk/s72-c/s1kbjja62egy7y438ryd5ppspn8l4d4.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769272379402721643.post-135626905941580354</id><published>2009-05-10T21:01:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T21:22:05.072-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Men with Totes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/SgiKNVYYstI/AAAAAAAAALE/gWA8pq0EW8I/s1600-h/tea6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334665720302711506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/SgiKNVYYstI/AAAAAAAAALE/gWA8pq0EW8I/s200/tea6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is not a follow-up band to &lt;em&gt;Men without Hats.&lt;/em&gt; It's simply an observation, and if you think about it, an oxymoron. Men with totes; it just ain't right. A man with a tote bag is like a a man with a brassiere &lt;em&gt;(a woman's undergarment for supporting the breasts). &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;It's n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;ot quite offensive (oops, sorry about the Palin in the pic), but unnecessary and embarrassing not to mention emasculating. It was killing me to stand by passively without taking a firm stance. If you participate in this practice, I'm sure you think it's very hipster of you, but please stop. Stop it! Final verdict: I hate man totes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769272379402721643-135626905941580354?l=glut-tony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glut-tony.blogspot.com/feeds/135626905941580354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://glut-tony.blogspot.com/2009/05/men-with-totes.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769272379402721643/posts/default/135626905941580354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769272379402721643/posts/default/135626905941580354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glut-tony.blogspot.com/2009/05/men-with-totes.html' title='Men with Totes'/><author><name>Tony B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05067757446620660274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/ScKgooAwHwI/AAAAAAAAACY/YVxTK_qmmpc/S220/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/SgiKNVYYstI/AAAAAAAAALE/gWA8pq0EW8I/s72-c/tea6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769272379402721643.post-201864564108364021</id><published>2009-05-09T14:45:00.019-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T17:06:17.843-04:00</updated><title type='text'>unveiling a new appreciation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/SgiTQGVJBjI/AAAAAAAAALc/lWa4ATCVc5I/s1600-h/wall-e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334675663406827058" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/SgiTQGVJBjI/AAAAAAAAALc/lWa4ATCVc5I/s200/wall-e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't tar and feather me just yet for saying this, but I’m not a huge fan of animation. I don’t know why, but it's what I've always told myself. I always say I don't relate; I can't get into it. I mean, yeah, I enjoyed cartoons as kid but that's different. This notion is so strongly etched into my brain that I had myself foolishly, fully convinced of this aversion. A testament to the power of thought because the fact of the matter is every time I watch or see something animated I enjoy it. (Actually, maybe this example discredits the power of thought. Something I'll have to think about a bit more.) I guess I had to say all that just so I could say this:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I adore Wall-E.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I'm also starting to like a lot more. Other great animations of note: The work of my friend &lt;a href="http://www.nekkosketch.blogspot.com/"&gt;Micheline&lt;/a&gt;. I get the pleasure of working with her on many projects. If you need a website, or anything designed for that matter, she's your gal. And this cartoon, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WgWk4ZzbbFQ"&gt;Crazy Mixed Up Pup&lt;/a&gt;, always a favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769272379402721643-201864564108364021?l=glut-tony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glut-tony.blogspot.com/feeds/201864564108364021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://glut-tony.blogspot.com/2009/05/unveiling-new-appreciation.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769272379402721643/posts/default/201864564108364021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769272379402721643/posts/default/201864564108364021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glut-tony.blogspot.com/2009/05/unveiling-new-appreciation.html' title='unveiling a new appreciation'/><author><name>Tony B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05067757446620660274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/ScKgooAwHwI/AAAAAAAAACY/YVxTK_qmmpc/S220/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/SgiTQGVJBjI/AAAAAAAAALc/lWa4ATCVc5I/s72-c/wall-e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769272379402721643.post-948234290279946577</id><published>2009-05-08T03:22:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T15:07:43.797-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Shake Shack, Lady Gaga, SoCo and Lime</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/SgRfFJHNppI/AAAAAAAAAKs/96QpmTOzdYA/s1600-h/shake_shack_burger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333492400663668370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/SgRfFJHNppI/AAAAAAAAAKs/96QpmTOzdYA/s200/shake_shack_burger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I almost forgot to mention, but it's still worth doing so now. Last Saturday I went to &lt;a href="http://www.shakeshack.com/"&gt;Shake Shack &lt;/a&gt;for the first time. I had a single cheeseburger, a NY Hot Dog (with kraut), a chocolate shake and some crispity-crunchity french fries before heading to the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xsTCUkokzto"&gt;Lady Gaga&lt;/a&gt; concert where I had enough &lt;a href="http://www.drinksite.com/drink.php?md_id=77"&gt;SoCo and Lime &lt;/a&gt;to propel me through Ruth's party. I highly recommend everything mentioned in this post. Thanks Brie, Bonnie and Nick. And Ruth! &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/8769272379402721643-948234290279946577?l=glut-tony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glut-tony.blogspot.com/feeds/948234290279946577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://glut-tony.blogspot.com/2009/05/shake-shack-lady-gaga-soco-and-lime.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769272379402721643/posts/default/948234290279946577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769272379402721643/posts/default/948234290279946577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glut-tony.blogspot.com/2009/05/shake-shack-lady-gaga-soco-and-lime.html' title='Shake Shack, Lady Gaga, SoCo and Lime'/><author><name>Tony B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05067757446620660274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/ScKgooAwHwI/AAAAAAAAACY/YVxTK_qmmpc/S220/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/SgRfFJHNppI/AAAAAAAAAKs/96QpmTOzdYA/s72-c/shake_shack_burger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769272379402721643.post-2979353469205278959</id><published>2009-05-08T00:30:00.040-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T11:35:01.293-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hunt Slonem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/SgO5uEyV_II/AAAAAAAAAKc/GxZDJOicN18/s1600-h/8evpjo9lxpmt6o0t0jbnmjw2yko23v8.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333310584946818178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 104px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/SgO5uEyV_II/AAAAAAAAAKc/GxZDJOicN18/s200/8evpjo9lxpmt6o0t0jbnmjw2yko23v8.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/SgO3xX5qKXI/AAAAAAAAAKU/FQtJ4voEZm8/s1600-h/hg273j8h99twf6xu8qilwg9a7pp5kek.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333308442594126194" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/SgO3xX5qKXI/AAAAAAAAAKU/FQtJ4voEZm8/s200/hg273j8h99twf6xu8qilwg9a7pp5kek.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Is eclectically eccentric. Take a gander at &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/packages/html/garden/20040722_HUNTROPOLIS_AUDIOSS/index.html"&gt;Huntropolis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metro.us/us/article/2009/05/06/20/4229-82/index.xml"&gt;,&lt;/a&gt; his Hell's Kitchen work/life space. Wow. Wouldn't you love a wall of the Rabbit series paintings just like this? Although, I'm sure I would love everything in every one of his estates. Get this. One day out walking during lunchtime in Hell's Kitchen I captured video of these birds. I know they were &lt;a href="http://www.huntslonem.com/a_home.html"&gt;his&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333316053683124850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/SgO-sZarunI/AAAAAAAAAKk/KrroQ1wKrc4/s200/Photo_091406_002.jpg" border="0" /&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;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769272379402721643-2979353469205278959?l=glut-tony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.huntslonem.com/a_home.html' title='Hunt Slonem'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glut-tony.blogspot.com/feeds/2979353469205278959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://glut-tony.blogspot.com/2009/05/hunt-slonem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769272379402721643/posts/default/2979353469205278959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769272379402721643/posts/default/2979353469205278959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glut-tony.blogspot.com/2009/05/hunt-slonem.html' title='Hunt Slonem'/><author><name>Tony B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05067757446620660274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/ScKgooAwHwI/AAAAAAAAACY/YVxTK_qmmpc/S220/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/SgO5uEyV_II/AAAAAAAAAKc/GxZDJOicN18/s72-c/8evpjo9lxpmt6o0t0jbnmjw2yko23v8.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769272379402721643.post-8892157449236082824</id><published>2009-05-07T00:14:00.015-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T16:51:34.658-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rachel Getting Hated It!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/SgJhtrDZuiI/AAAAAAAAAKE/Rr40uPg9PU4/s1600-h/rachel-getting-married-poster-0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332932346039089698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/SgJhtrDZuiI/AAAAAAAAAKE/Rr40uPg9PU4/s200/rachel-getting-married-poster-0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just watched Rachel Getting Married. Granted I slept through most of it, thank god, but man, that movie stunk. What if I paid $13 to see it in the theater? I'd be pissed! Big thumbs down. Big. Of course, Netflix it just in case you like it (there were some redeeming qualities), but really I want you to share in my misery. It loves company. And you know what else? I don't think I can bring myself to the theaters anymore for fear of paying that much for a movie and hating it. Tony Getting Wise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769272379402721643-8892157449236082824?l=glut-tony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glut-tony.blogspot.com/feeds/8892157449236082824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://glut-tony.blogspot.com/2009/05/rachel-getting-hated-it-and-thrown-out.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769272379402721643/posts/default/8892157449236082824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769272379402721643/posts/default/8892157449236082824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glut-tony.blogspot.com/2009/05/rachel-getting-hated-it-and-thrown-out.html' title='Rachel Getting Hated It!'/><author><name>Tony B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05067757446620660274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/ScKgooAwHwI/AAAAAAAAACY/YVxTK_qmmpc/S220/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/SgJhtrDZuiI/AAAAAAAAAKE/Rr40uPg9PU4/s72-c/rachel-getting-married-poster-0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769272379402721643.post-4566535765448580593</id><published>2009-05-06T20:30:00.019-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T18:49:44.099-04:00</updated><title type='text'>tree print series</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/SgItpwkIIBI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/2sns9eCTeCg/s1600-h/Picture+10.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332875104194404370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 324px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/SgItpwkIIBI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/2sns9eCTeCg/s400/Picture+10.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This image is the Bristlecone Pine, the oldest living tree in the world (4,767 years old). Check out the entire series.  &lt;a href="http://www.andersknutsson.com/"&gt;http://www.andersknutsson.com/&lt;/a&gt;. I'll take one of each.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769272379402721643-4566535765448580593?l=glut-tony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glut-tony.blogspot.com/feeds/4566535765448580593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://glut-tony.blogspot.com/2009/05/tree-print-series-and-other-cool-stuff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769272379402721643/posts/default/4566535765448580593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769272379402721643/posts/default/4566535765448580593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glut-tony.blogspot.com/2009/05/tree-print-series-and-other-cool-stuff.html' title='tree print series'/><author><name>Tony B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05067757446620660274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/ScKgooAwHwI/AAAAAAAAACY/YVxTK_qmmpc/S220/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/SgItpwkIIBI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/2sns9eCTeCg/s72-c/Picture+10.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8769272379402721643.post-2877275691595614798</id><published>2009-05-03T22:17:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T16:11:35.882-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Must Have</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/Sf8yAr53joI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Gow4wpcq--Y/s1600-h/tuftedcamelbacksofa-l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332035471196786306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/Sf8yAr53joI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Gow4wpcq--Y/s320/tuftedcamelbacksofa-l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/Sf5Qrfu8mpI/AAAAAAAAAJM/21LpVW1uAjM/s1600-h/Tufted_Ball-in-Claw_Camel_Back_Sofa_1_thumb.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(40,40,40);font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;Tufted Ball-in-Claw Camel Back Sofa, except in &lt;a href="http://www.leatherfurniture-usa.com/custompages/81.htm"&gt;blue leather&lt;/a&gt;. I'm thinking Hemingway or Blueberry. What do you think?&lt;/span&gt; Hot, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8769272379402721643-2877275691595614798?l=glut-tony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://leatherfurniture-usa.com/classic-leather-camel-back-sofa.asp' title='A Must Have'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glut-tony.blogspot.com/feeds/2877275691595614798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://glut-tony.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-next-couch.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769272379402721643/posts/default/2877275691595614798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8769272379402721643/posts/default/2877275691595614798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glut-tony.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-next-couch.html' title='A Must Have'/><author><name>Tony B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05067757446620660274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/ScKgooAwHwI/AAAAAAAAACY/YVxTK_qmmpc/S220/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlgDtRJq0Bs/Sf8yAr53joI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Gow4wpcq--Y/s72-c/tuftedcamelbacksofa-l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
