<?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-6743975807342456400</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:04:56.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SERVING TIME IN THE LUNCHROOM</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>127</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-818729159206132509</id><published>2009-03-27T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T08:29:00.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy busy busy</title><content type='html'>As my lovely gf Mi posted few days ago, the posts have been few and far in between. We've been slacking but not in all departments. The days have been busy and the nights have been long. Keep your eye out for this&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 125px; height: 154px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/Sczv8R1ae9I/AAAAAAAAAgc/XOGZGnaaGMI/s400/heart_float_lg.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317889078876339154" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and start clicking on this:&lt;a href="http://www.heartymagazine.com"&gt; www.heartymagazine.com&lt;/a&gt; . See you April 1st xo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-818729159206132509?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/818729159206132509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=818729159206132509' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/818729159206132509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/818729159206132509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/03/busy-busy-busy.html' title='Busy busy busy'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/Sczv8R1ae9I/AAAAAAAAAgc/XOGZGnaaGMI/s72-c/heart_float_lg.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-1000317333510040953</id><published>2009-03-22T11:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T11:38:50.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hot</title><content type='html'>I love young Foxy. Enjoy this old cormega track feat nas and foxy brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pqEPJzDeLik&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&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/pqEPJzDeLik&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" 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/6743975807342456400-1000317333510040953?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/1000317333510040953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=1000317333510040953' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/1000317333510040953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/1000317333510040953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/03/hot.html' title='hot'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-8083677570872514176</id><published>2009-03-20T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T14:14:52.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The sun shines out here...</title><content type='html'>I've been listening to this song all day. I find it's perfect for the first day of spring minus the fact the sun is in fact shining out here...not the ghetto!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song reminds me of Paul. Youuuuung! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mLKcTnl_l-M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&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/mLKcTnl_l-M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" 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/6743975807342456400-8083677570872514176?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/8083677570872514176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=8083677570872514176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/8083677570872514176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/8083677570872514176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/03/sun-shines-out-here.html' title='The sun shines out here...'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-4906314424352900898</id><published>2009-03-19T08:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T08:05:56.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Engine Down</title><content type='html'>I've been listening to Engine Down all week. I forgot how much I loved this band. Seeing them live would always be the best. I think I probably saw them a total 10 times in my time. I would never leave disappointed. Chaaarlooootttteee! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy xo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZQIslAMBT8s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&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/ZQIslAMBT8s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" 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/6743975807342456400-4906314424352900898?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/4906314424352900898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=4906314424352900898' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/4906314424352900898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/4906314424352900898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/03/engine-down.html' title='Engine Down'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-2748328773433436644</id><published>2009-03-18T13:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T13:47:41.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Cam'</title><content type='html'>Cam' is back... Just dropped! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BTeaW3XGwW0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&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/BTeaW3XGwW0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" 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/6743975807342456400-2748328773433436644?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/2748328773433436644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=2748328773433436644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/2748328773433436644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/2748328773433436644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-cam.html' title='New Cam&apos;'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-4254847528936240868</id><published>2009-03-15T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T22:26:05.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ouuuuuouuuu ouuuu</title><content type='html'>YES! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N3QMX12uBdo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&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/N3QMX12uBdo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" 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/6743975807342456400-4254847528936240868?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/4254847528936240868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=4254847528936240868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/4254847528936240868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/4254847528936240868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/03/ouuuuuouuuu-ouuuu.html' title='ouuuuuouuuu ouuuu'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-407571986501960735</id><published>2009-03-09T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T21:04:45.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mrs. Lately</title><content type='html'>Girl crushing on Chelsea Lately has me working up a six pack. Can't stop laughing...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GyRHcOjVjlo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GyRHcOjVjlo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nIupteamyT0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nIupteamyT0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God I love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S1XyHEezOhc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S1XyHEezOhc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the Best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-407571986501960735?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/407571986501960735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=407571986501960735' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/407571986501960735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/407571986501960735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/03/mrs-lately.html' title='Mrs. Lately'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-2359248267845795797</id><published>2009-03-09T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T15:22:46.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Robot woman</title><content type='html'>I don't understand how Beyonce is human. I can't even grasp what is going on in this photo. Someone.. explain?&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SbWUYnWlpaI/AAAAAAAAAgU/WI054iQSiYc/s400/beyonce-with-the-boys.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311314486154864034" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 249px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SbWUYG4taaI/AAAAAAAAAgM/PbGtiqkvX7c/s400/beyonce-8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311314477439609250" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 233px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SbWUXSth_BI/AAAAAAAAAgE/5ZYHum2ZZGM/s400/beyonce-k.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311314463434079250" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-2359248267845795797?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/2359248267845795797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=2359248267845795797' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/2359248267845795797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/2359248267845795797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/03/robot-woman.html' title='Robot woman'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SbWUYnWlpaI/AAAAAAAAAgU/WI054iQSiYc/s72-c/beyonce-with-the-boys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-1791631488245597098</id><published>2009-03-09T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T15:06:26.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hot water season</title><content type='html'>I miss listening to Hot Water Music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been listening to it on repeat all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xZUbuVokKc8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=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/xZUbuVokKc8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&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/6743975807342456400-1791631488245597098?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/1791631488245597098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=1791631488245597098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/1791631488245597098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/1791631488245597098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/03/hot-water-season.html' title='hot water season'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-4258090701247463194</id><published>2009-03-07T14:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T14:02:14.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Honorable use...</title><content type='html'>I hate seeing legends' work get butchered by new artists. I love this remix of Nat King Cole and the way the sample was used. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/P2LYvsJ69SY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=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/P2LYvsJ69SY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&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/6743975807342456400-4258090701247463194?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/4258090701247463194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=4258090701247463194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/4258090701247463194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/4258090701247463194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/03/honorable-use.html' title='Honorable use...'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-2042109559111552463</id><published>2009-03-07T10:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T10:47:25.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freshhhhh</title><content type='html'>The John Legend's Get Lifted is probably one of my my favorite record's of the 2000's. It was amazingly well put together and every track was a classic. Mira and I were saying a while back how odd it was that he never did anything great after that and that there was no reason for it especially that he can write and produce. That said, John has been on his way back and this video dropped today and I like the Ross &amp;amp; Legend combo. Enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="448" height="374"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.worldstarhiphop.com/videos/e/16711680/wshhWj561UIAnXOUaWD1"&gt; &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.worldstarhiphop.com/videos/e/16711680/wshhWj561UIAnXOUaWD1" quality="high" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="448" height="374"&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/6743975807342456400-2042109559111552463?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/2042109559111552463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=2042109559111552463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/2042109559111552463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/2042109559111552463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/03/freshhhhh.html' title='Freshhhhh'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-3300539186746375138</id><published>2009-03-04T19:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T19:54:53.582-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiron</title><content type='html'>Tiron is a Chicago raised rapper. I love him and he is my new discovery. He just dropped his first mixtape last month and I can't get enough of it. It's called KETCHUP and if you know me you know i loooooove putting Ketchup on just about everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This dude is basically what Ye should've sounded or what early Kanye used to sound like. Perhaps it's the chicago sound. His lyrics are really honest which I like. Talking about dudes spending money they don't have on kicks. Getting dissed. I guess he's real. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's only 23 and I seriously can say I KNOW for a fact this kid is gonna blow up. Quote me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/25YKPFbnuH0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=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/25YKPFbnuH0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dLWBSIUsOh8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=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/dLWBSIUsOh8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dLWBSIUsOh8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=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/dLWBSIUsOh8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&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/6743975807342456400-3300539186746375138?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/3300539186746375138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=3300539186746375138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/3300539186746375138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/3300539186746375138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/03/tiron.html' title='Tiron'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-7772702810630017510</id><published>2009-03-02T19:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T19:08:54.959-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm calling you daddy...</title><content type='html'>Here is the official video to the new Twista track I posted last week. I can't stop listening to it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sensual. I have a feeling this record is going to be nuts. Get out of the way T-Pain. Twista is the real deal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HK6nS3Dadr8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&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/HK6nS3Dadr8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" 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/6743975807342456400-7772702810630017510?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/7772702810630017510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=7772702810630017510' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/7772702810630017510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/7772702810630017510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-calling-you-daddy.html' title='I&apos;m calling you daddy...'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-2043972389427284107</id><published>2009-03-02T18:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T18:50:34.898-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My money ain't trippin</title><content type='html'>This is the song of the week... Thanks for making my week E-40.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/akIbLgpqaPQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&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/akIbLgpqaPQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" 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/6743975807342456400-2043972389427284107?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/2043972389427284107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=2043972389427284107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/2043972389427284107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/2043972389427284107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-money-aint-trippin.html' title='My money ain&apos;t trippin'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-592204478046246556</id><published>2009-03-02T13:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T14:39:04.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alas</title><content type='html'>Alas it is my last day out here. I've been fortunate to catch up with old friends and can say I've had an amazing time and had the most amazing guide. I truly long to feel the L.A. sun on a daily basis.  I suspect that time may come sooner than later. I have a hard time returning to the routine. I feel like I've gotten used to a new one. Besides, they say, there is nothing like coming home to a pile of work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the highlights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Woody and listening to the grimiest hood tracks&lt;br /&gt;- The best Thai place in the world on Hollywood blvd&lt;br /&gt;- Lunches and movies with old friends&lt;br /&gt;- A night out with Russell Peters and Ex: probably the most ridiculous night ever&lt;br /&gt;- Meeting the most wonderful cab driver&lt;br /&gt;- TARGET&lt;br /&gt;- FAIRFAX FLEA MARKET&lt;br /&gt;- Driving the most awesome whip and listening to the best radio songs&lt;br /&gt;- Walking by the ocean and soaking my feet late at night&lt;br /&gt;- Driving by the spot where Biggie got shot&lt;br /&gt;- Going out with the lovely people at Crooks and Hellz Bellz. Fam&lt;br /&gt;- Sleeping in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A MAN HAVING A HEART ATTACK ON YOUR FLIGHT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;GETTING YOUR VISA STOLEN AND USED!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That might've been the only down side of the trip. Can't always be perfect. Like a good friend of mine says.. "It's the Ying Yang!!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-592204478046246556?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/592204478046246556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=592204478046246556' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/592204478046246556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/592204478046246556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/03/alas.html' title='Alas'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-6381494323171836445</id><published>2009-02-27T13:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T13:06:24.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blame it on the goose</title><content type='html'>I've been driving around listening to this track, which is playing NONE STOP on the radio. It's off the new Jamie Fox record, which I also can't stop listening to. I love the cameos in this video. Jake i seee youuuu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OpbSC0DgIks&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OpbSC0DgIks&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" 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/6743975807342456400-6381494323171836445?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/6381494323171836445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=6381494323171836445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/6381494323171836445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/6381494323171836445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/02/blame-it-on-goose.html' title='Blame it on the goose'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-7061755090992662651</id><published>2009-02-25T11:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T11:49:40.261-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I got a story to tell</title><content type='html'>The stories keep piling up. Let's just say yesterday I had one of the most unbelievable experiences. I don't know if I believe in guardian angels or anything of the sort but yesterday I came across someone who truly came to my rescue. It was simple but it really got me thinking about humanity and really reminded me that there are unbelievable people out there even in a place like L.A... Let's just say my story involves:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-1 cab driver&lt;br /&gt;- me looking for a car rental&lt;br /&gt;- A sketchy car man&lt;br /&gt;- A family man&lt;br /&gt;- The ghetto&lt;br /&gt;- A personal trainer&lt;br /&gt;- A french business card&lt;br /&gt;- My name&lt;br /&gt;- A man magically appearing behind me to my rescue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SaWgND2G8VI/AAAAAAAAAf8/t7nHwKcOilU/s1600-h/0-los-angeles_master.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 311px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SaWgND2G8VI/AAAAAAAAAf8/t7nHwKcOilU/s400/0-los-angeles_master.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306823882156994898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to make stories happen while I'm here to bring them back home&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-7061755090992662651?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/7061755090992662651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=7061755090992662651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/7061755090992662651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/7061755090992662651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-got-story-to-tell.html' title='I got a story to tell'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SaWgND2G8VI/AAAAAAAAAf8/t7nHwKcOilU/s72-c/0-los-angeles_master.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-8167456022481116641</id><published>2009-02-23T14:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T14:23:43.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The trilogy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I really enjoy this piece by Icelandic artist Johann Johannson about the mis-use of technology by humans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bR2w-TROUQ0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bR2w-TROUQ0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-8167456022481116641?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/8167456022481116641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=8167456022481116641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/8167456022481116641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/8167456022481116641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/02/trilogy.html' title='The trilogy'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-4144569052199487376</id><published>2009-02-23T14:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T14:06:18.791-08:00</updated><title type='text'>405 monday...</title><content type='html'>There is nothing more frustrating than L.A. traffic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that can fix this situation is good music. Ironically enough this track is about driving down the 405 freeway... Thanks Defari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qiTk2p6MzMU&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/qiTk2p6MzMU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-4144569052199487376?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/4144569052199487376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=4144569052199487376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/4144569052199487376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/4144569052199487376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/02/405-monday.html' title='405 monday...'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-8828641758219097529</id><published>2009-02-20T10:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T10:27:56.459-08:00</updated><title type='text'>W</title><content type='html'>And in honor of the West Coast..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LC2OpFMBReg&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/LC2OpFMBReg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And obviously... Best No Doubt song and video. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EUqTH9e9sQU&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/EUqTH9e9sQU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-8828641758219097529?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/8828641758219097529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=8828641758219097529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/8828641758219097529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/8828641758219097529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/02/w.html' title='W'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-3729042203140835054</id><published>2009-02-20T09:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T10:01:48.325-08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 hours away from heaven.</title><content type='html'>I got in the car this morning and the first song that came on was a Marvin Gaye song. I knew it was a good day besides...dress time! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my ladies. I will wear one every singly day this week in honor of each one of you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 253px; height: 374px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SZ7vZwwiKQI/AAAAAAAAAf0/767ZFP2Le7w/s400/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304940636953258242" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mi, Trace, Charles and Margaux i'm looking your way xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess that means maybe 2 for each of you!  kisses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-3729042203140835054?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/3729042203140835054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=3729042203140835054' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/3729042203140835054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/3729042203140835054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/02/6-hours-away-from-heaven.html' title='6 hours away from heaven.'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SZ7vZwwiKQI/AAAAAAAAAf0/767ZFP2Le7w/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-3708664922705039849</id><published>2009-02-20T09:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T09:45:08.674-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I do i do i do</title><content type='html'>This may be one of the best Weezy tracks. There is  Juelz remix somewhere out there and it's amazing. Try and look it up if you can. &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Three letters: 'I do' "&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xSAdynwgJuA&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/xSAdynwgJuA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-3708664922705039849?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/3708664922705039849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=3708664922705039849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/3708664922705039849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/3708664922705039849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-do-i-do-i-do.html' title='I do i do i do'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-2873325972618437673</id><published>2009-02-20T09:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T10:02:43.877-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get it get it</title><content type='html'>I can't stop listening to this old Twista song. It has a real 90's r&amp;amp;b feel to it. I love slow jams. Enjoy xo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/666gRFs6f-c&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/666gRFs6f-c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the 2009 release of the song. Just as good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v39QuxA_F6Q&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/v39QuxA_F6Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-2873325972618437673?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/2873325972618437673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=2873325972618437673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/2873325972618437673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/2873325972618437673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/02/get-it-get-it.html' title='Get it get it'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-1276793430713746302</id><published>2009-02-18T22:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T22:04:28.425-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Man up!</title><content type='html'>I don't know what is more embarassing: this video made by the sens for Valentine's day or this year's season?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to admit it but we've been slackin' and it's too late to turn back. I say less movie makin' and more skatin'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jPJbpPzp8VU&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/jPJbpPzp8VU&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/6743975807342456400-1276793430713746302?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/1276793430713746302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=1276793430713746302' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/1276793430713746302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/1276793430713746302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/02/man-up.html' title='Man up!'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-2891143934464110226</id><published>2009-02-18T21:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T21:37:56.622-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yucky</title><content type='html'>I basically just noticed something moving from the corner of my eye. I turned around to find this nasty thing next to me... on my bed...  It reminded me of the time there was a spider infestation and Mira and I developed a new spider killing technique. It consists of putting a shoe on the end of a broom stick and reaching all the way up to the ceiling and killing it. Once you hit it... You drop the broom and run to avoid it falling on your head. A few minutes later, once you've gathered up the courage again, you go back to the spot you left the broom a shoe and you hope to find the remains up on the ceiling and hopefully no shoe marks. If you don't see anything, prepare weaponry for round II. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't have my army with me tonight so I had to take this one on myself. No broom. Just my hands and a shoe. I'm getting good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 350px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SZzrhD-O8sI/AAAAAAAAAfs/oLLT4VAaC1Y/s400/giant-house-spider.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304373414370144962" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-2891143934464110226?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/2891143934464110226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=2891143934464110226' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/2891143934464110226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/2891143934464110226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/02/yucky.html' title='yucky'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SZzrhD-O8sI/AAAAAAAAAfs/oLLT4VAaC1Y/s72-c/giant-house-spider.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-4989838511198987608</id><published>2009-02-17T20:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T20:04:07.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drag your way to being the queen.</title><content type='html'>I cannot wait for this tv show to come to Canada. This is America's Next Top Model with a twist. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;AMERICA'S BEST DRAG QUEEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 148px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SZuIRtb2JnI/AAAAAAAAAfk/KV4RGTU8I7w/s400/Picture+3.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303982823994435186" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've always wanted to go to a drag show and see what it's like. Here is a preview of the show with the ladies interviewing F list celebs Tory and Dean. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="420" height="339"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x8eqqk"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x8eqqk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="420" height="339" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x8eqqk"&gt;RuPaul's Drag Race: Interview with Tori &amp;amp; Dean&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;by &lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/TheDlisted"&gt;TheDlisted&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-4989838511198987608?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/4989838511198987608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=4989838511198987608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/4989838511198987608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/4989838511198987608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/02/drag-your-way-to-being-queen.html' title='Drag your way to being the queen.'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SZuIRtb2JnI/AAAAAAAAAfk/KV4RGTU8I7w/s72-c/Picture+3.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-2704137749292343806</id><published>2009-02-17T19:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T20:41:30.575-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hehehe</title><content type='html'>I can't stop laughing. This just hit the 12 year old in me. As CNN reports, now that North West will be serving more than just nuts, I guess a lot more people will be flying with the airline...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is the word P-E-A-N-U-T really that hard to say? Really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rSGOGAOiiJQ&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/rSGOGAOiiJQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/6743975807342456400-2704137749292343806?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/2704137749292343806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=2704137749292343806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/2704137749292343806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/2704137749292343806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/02/hehehe.html' title='hehehe'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-7580783464347239640</id><published>2009-02-17T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T19:36:09.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I can't lighten up, my clothes will!</title><content type='html'>Summer is about colour. I plan to celebrate it with greens and yellows and purples and pinks and and and and more !!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 307px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SZuBy6m7jlI/AAAAAAAAAfc/0z_hqsDazpU/s400/90052.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303975697884876370" /&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/6743975807342456400-7580783464347239640?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/7580783464347239640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=7580783464347239640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/7580783464347239640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/7580783464347239640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/02/if-i-cant-lighten-up-my-clothes-will.html' title='If I can&apos;t lighten up, my clothes will!'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SZuBy6m7jlI/AAAAAAAAAfc/0z_hqsDazpU/s72-c/90052.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-8706549206664308547</id><published>2009-02-17T19:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T19:36:53.917-08:00</updated><title type='text'>big shoes small shoes brown shoes red shoes shoes shoes shoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://loverswin.blogspot.com/"&gt;Charlotte&lt;/a&gt; sent me this yesterday morning. I own the same shoes as the lady in this photo. I found mine at value village a while back. They are probably my favorite shoes right now, which I've clearly been deprived from wearing due to the uninvited guest residing outside my humble apartment. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SZt_gu_vzLI/AAAAAAAAAfU/AniOmlAi85Q/s400/1299WhtFrntWeb.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303973186506837170" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't wait to wear them out again and I also love seeing them matched up with other outfits :) &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/6743975807342456400-8706549206664308547?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/8706549206664308547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=8706549206664308547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/8706549206664308547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/8706549206664308547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/02/big-shoes-small-shoes-brown-shoes-red.html' title='big shoes small shoes brown shoes red shoes shoes shoes shoes'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SZt_gu_vzLI/AAAAAAAAAfU/AniOmlAi85Q/s72-c/1299WhtFrntWeb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-7097871874577986767</id><published>2009-02-17T16:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T16:21:21.234-08:00</updated><title type='text'>love love love</title><content type='html'>I think i'm a few days late for Valentine's day. But this is what love looks like. Sounds like Nas is about to have his first son. I have a feeling papa won't be a player :) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 210px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SZtTdMBPagI/AAAAAAAAAe8/pHilEayqjJc/s400/3276854707_9b298dbeaa.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303924747066632706" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of Love. This is a great song by Slum Village called The look of love &lt;333&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"What is the look of? It's got something to do with um. Being a man and handling your biz what's love got to do with it? Ask SV its...." &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/duEy80T-wLg&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/duEy80T-wLg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the 9th wonder remix which is worth listening to, as anything 9th wonder! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cqVNQACBzMY&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/cqVNQACBzMY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-7097871874577986767?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/7097871874577986767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=7097871874577986767' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/7097871874577986767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/7097871874577986767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/02/love-love-love.html' title='love love love'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SZtTdMBPagI/AAAAAAAAAe8/pHilEayqjJc/s72-c/3276854707_9b298dbeaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-7807120890482853230</id><published>2009-02-16T22:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T22:42:07.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>There is only one thing missing in the picture...</title><content type='html'>All I wanted for Christmas was Summer. Clearly, I didn't get it and if so it hasn't arrived quite fast enough. All I can think about is this: &lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 365px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SZpbKymv2MI/AAAAAAAAAe0/4AjISgDP9Cs/s400/90079-t.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303651752123291842" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a poem by Emile Neligan which pretty much describes my feelings towards the winter after 3 weeks straight of sickness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;Soir d'hiver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ah! comme la neige a neigé !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ma vitre est un jardin de givre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ah! comme la neige a neigé !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Qu'est-ce que le spasme de vivre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A la douleur que j'ai, que j'ai !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tous les étangs gisent gelés,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mon âme est noire ou vis-je ou vais-je&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tout ses espoirs gisent gelés :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Je suis la nouvelle Norvège&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;D'où les blonds ciels s'en sont allés.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pleurez oiseaux de fevrier,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Au sinistre frisson des choses,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pleurez oiseaux de février,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pleurez mes pleurs, pleurez mes roses,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aux branches du genévrier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ah! comme la neige a neigé!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ma vitre est un jardin de givre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ah! comme la neige a neigé!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Qu'est-ce que le spasme de vivre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A tout l'ennui que j'ai, que j'ai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Émile Nelligan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-7807120890482853230?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/7807120890482853230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=7807120890482853230' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/7807120890482853230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/7807120890482853230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-have-one-thing-missing-and-its-not.html' title='There is only one thing missing in the picture...'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SZpbKymv2MI/AAAAAAAAAe0/4AjISgDP9Cs/s72-c/90079-t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-561060366023830492</id><published>2009-02-16T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T07:42:41.101-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home grown.</title><content type='html'>I got to see Zaki Ibrahim live this summer at the Jazz Fest. She is so wonderful. Every musician she works with including her band is tremendously talented. Real musicians like you don't find these days. She is Canadian, just an extra reason to love her. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy this..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/havPfmWrTAE&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/havPfmWrTAE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IVkOey9HxDY&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/IVkOey9HxDY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-561060366023830492?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/561060366023830492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=561060366023830492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/561060366023830492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/561060366023830492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/02/home-grown.html' title='Home grown.'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-537112325002951528</id><published>2009-02-16T20:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T20:15:30.018-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nasty Nas in my area...</title><content type='html'>I love this new Nas &amp;amp; Game track. Chris Brown sings the hook. I'm assuming this song won't get much play due to the recent events. Either way... enjoy. I love this colab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dnaXTQc1WLU&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/dnaXTQc1WLU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this track and I love the video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"A thug changes, love changes and best friends become strangers"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/micood9FM2w&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/micood9FM2w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of my favorite Nas + any female colab. This is when JLO was at her best look wise and everything else included. The colors in this video are nuts. If you can find a high res version check it out.  I wouldn't mind Nas slipping clothes into my closet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k0Zg3fx2xEc&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/k0Zg3fx2xEc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrically this is my favorite Nas songs -Pappa Was a Player&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mZp_qtGJb6o&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/mZp_qtGJb6o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-537112325002951528?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/537112325002951528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=537112325002951528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/537112325002951528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/537112325002951528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/02/nasty-nas-in-my-area.html' title='Nasty Nas in my area...'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-5262605417496117268</id><published>2009-02-15T23:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T23:06:07.935-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>It's hard to take this BK documentary I watched in class seriously. It's mildly ignorant at times... I mean air plane flying a bbq? come on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way check this out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Apte_wCDr9Q&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/Apte_wCDr9Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-5262605417496117268?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/5262605417496117268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=5262605417496117268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/5262605417496117268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/5262605417496117268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-3845333141316216771</id><published>2009-02-15T22:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T23:07:30.688-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone please call 9-1-1</title><content type='html'>There are definetly a couple things I would call 9-1-1 for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ottawa Byward Market Panini&lt;br /&gt;Truffle oil anything...&lt;br /&gt;Milano's pollo pizza&lt;br /&gt;Mexico quesadillas&lt;br /&gt;Portugese chicken sandwich&lt;br /&gt;Fried Mars Bars &lt;br /&gt;Tajines&lt;br /&gt;Couscous&lt;br /&gt;My parent's cooking...and the list goes on! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this man it was the following...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1j6bsDZM6IY&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/1j6bsDZM6IY&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/6743975807342456400-3845333141316216771?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/3845333141316216771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=3845333141316216771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/3845333141316216771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/3845333141316216771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/02/someone-please-call-9-1-1.html' title='Someone please call 9-1-1'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-7660498105779251740</id><published>2009-02-13T13:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T13:14:32.392-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not so crunchy anymore...</title><content type='html'>It doesn't take much to ruin someone's day. It's much worse when it's self inflicted. I'm thinking melted Kit Kat:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SZXhpcWRZcI/AAAAAAAAAec/jNS8HDOcciM/s400/Photo+139.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302392238399120834" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SZXhpX-ZAsI/AAAAAAAAAeU/7sJDRexx-bw/s400/Photo+138.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302392237225214658" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SZXh_3fPqdI/AAAAAAAAAes/PJBiUSS-EvI/s1600-h/Photo+112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SZXh_3fPqdI/AAAAAAAAAes/PJBiUSS-EvI/s400/Photo+112.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302392623641635282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Note to self: Don't sit on your own chocolate bar. &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/6743975807342456400-7660498105779251740?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/7660498105779251740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=7660498105779251740' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/7660498105779251740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/7660498105779251740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/02/not-so-crunchy-anymore.html' title='Not so crunchy anymore...'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SZXhpcWRZcI/AAAAAAAAAec/jNS8HDOcciM/s72-c/Photo+139.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-6988637468947406293</id><published>2009-02-12T21:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T21:23:13.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hold the fam down.</title><content type='html'>The Alchemist is one of my favorite producers along with 9th wonder obviously. Someone once told me 50 people showed up to see him in New York. I would've liked to be there.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This may be one of my favorite tracks of his. I love the hook with Nina Sky and obviously the infamous duo. I love what this track is all about too. Holding it down for the fam and the people you love through thick and thin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"When the time is worst &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Never leave my fam in a jam I'm dyin first &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Never to my last dollar I'm grindin first &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Never take the stand on my fam I'm silent first &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It's goin down, feel me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know Mira loves this track too so this one is for her. Fam. No lez xo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DIQuF_U2mZk&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/DIQuF_U2mZk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-6988637468947406293?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/6988637468947406293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=6988637468947406293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/6988637468947406293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/6988637468947406293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/02/hold-fam-down.html' title='Hold the fam down.'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-6536673047175006315</id><published>2009-02-12T20:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T21:07:40.288-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No secrets</title><content type='html'>It's pretty clear I love Mariah Carey. This is an old track she did with Mobb Deep. Word is she used to mess with Prodigy. I believe it. I base my rap couple facts on Paul. Probably the only person that can play stuff for me or provide me with relevant early Kenza type songs information and leave me floored.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This colab is nuts. I wish the video was embedded so I could show you guys how hot the video is. I mean it's no crazy artistry but for a hip hop video of the time, it's pretty on point and Mariah looks great. There's something really exciting about having listened to a song a couple hundred times and finally see the video 11 years later. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;link for the real video: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WhAVDuO8Cqg"&gt;The roof- Mariah Carey feat Mobb Deep, 1997&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/7b6MGCdNci4&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/7b6MGCdNci4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have to make mention of Havoc's visionary style in the video. This video was shot in 1997 and he was already rocking the oversized glasses. I can't say I'm a fan but just shows once again how ahead of the times the duo is. Kaaannyeeee isn't that innovative after all is he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 236px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SZT8rC89EVI/AAAAAAAAAeM/qhNdESnPDVw/s400/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302140477779022162" /&gt;People hate on Mobb Deep post G-unit. I can't front. I still love Mobb Deep, including this club banger. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GXkmLbl59_0&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/GXkmLbl59_0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-6536673047175006315?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/6536673047175006315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=6536673047175006315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/6536673047175006315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/6536673047175006315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/02/no-secrets.html' title='No secrets'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SZT8rC89EVI/AAAAAAAAAeM/qhNdESnPDVw/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-2460592615269093710</id><published>2009-02-11T22:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T22:32:15.104-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The law of the bare minimum</title><content type='html'>Wow. Silent Treatment it is. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joaquin Phoenix must be somewhere else... hip hop land? yikes. I don't blame him. I still like him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh count: ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y1xK6xz8d9Q&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/Y1xK6xz8d9Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is an interview with him a while back. Day and Night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PFbiNwrBILU&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/PFbiNwrBILU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Silent Treatment. One of my favorite Roots songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't embed it : &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AAqVHnsLww0"&gt;The Roots- Silent Treatment&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-2460592615269093710?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/2460592615269093710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=2460592615269093710' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/2460592615269093710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/2460592615269093710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/02/law-of-bare-minimum.html' title='The law of the bare minimum'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-6957829015287410859</id><published>2009-02-11T11:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T11:39:35.625-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't wannaa be a player no moooore</title><content type='html'>Another hit I spent a lot of time listening to as a kid. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything was going well until Incubus had to cover the song and release it. That is no way of paying tribute to those who rest in peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"I don't discriminate, I regulate every shade of the ..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-Rhf5n27BGc&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/-Rhf5n27BGc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-6957829015287410859?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/6957829015287410859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=6957829015287410859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/6957829015287410859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/6957829015287410859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-dont-wannaa-be-player-no-moooore.html' title='I don&apos;t wannaa be a player no moooore'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-5847829726921850073</id><published>2009-02-09T20:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T20:51:53.294-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never too close.</title><content type='html'>Grade 5 dance track of the year!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next- Too Close&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is yet another one of those songs I probably shouldn't of been listening to anywhere near my parents or better yet singing out loud. I guess growing up speaking french and being clueless as to what grinding meant amongst other things didn't help. With a now educated ear and vocabulary, this song still rules...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps- I couldn't find the embedded version so you have to enjoy this parody. Not bad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eluWolLyrug&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/eluWolLyrug&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-5847829726921850073?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/5847829726921850073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=5847829726921850073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/5847829726921850073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/5847829726921850073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/02/never-too-close.html' title='Never too close.'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-2388840650906608665</id><published>2009-02-09T20:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T20:47:04.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fucked up x Fox News x Mishka</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The interviewer makes me feel really uneasy. I don't know why. Am I the only one?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well handled. Cool stuff. Nice Mishka shirt.. Annnniiiieeee xo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Kg9LHm3f9Dk&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/Kg9LHm3f9Dk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-2388840650906608665?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/2388840650906608665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=2388840650906608665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/2388840650906608665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/2388840650906608665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/02/fucked-up-x-fox-news-x-mishka.html' title='Fucked up x Fox News x Mishka'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-5048562641555855478</id><published>2009-02-09T20:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T20:43:28.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad boy pre- Danity Kane...</title><content type='html'>Harlem world and we don't stop! Some pretty important 90's cameos in this video including Tia and Tamara of Sister Sister. It might've been one of my favorite shows to come home to as a kid.  Roger aka Young Marques Houston ..long plaid shirts... corn rows... playing the twins. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This song is great. I remember getting really excited when this would come on tv, which was really rare. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Yo, real chicks do real things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Like find a man wit' a deal that still wanna sling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Always speak my mind whenever I feel things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Probably got no wings but I'mma still swing"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rtASIyJefZw&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/rtASIyJefZw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-5048562641555855478?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/5048562641555855478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=5048562641555855478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/5048562641555855478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/5048562641555855478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/02/and-we-dont-stop.html' title='Bad boy pre- Danity Kane...'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-5765558998998066920</id><published>2009-02-09T13:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T13:30:36.078-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out with the old, in with the new.</title><content type='html'>1 down and 2 more to go.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This has been playing in the background for the last few days. Apparently we no longer need Amy Whinehouse back... We now have Adele :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Melt my heart to stone is probably my favorite track of hers. She has a really beautiful aura. Check her out! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"And I hear your words that I made up&lt;br /&gt;You say my name like there could be an us&lt;br /&gt;I best tidy up my head I'm the only one in love"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1eT4jCoWI4A&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/1eT4jCoWI4A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nL49yZNE4yk&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/nL49yZNE4yk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lVctaDmwhJQ&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/lVctaDmwhJQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uGwH-x4VoH8&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/uGwH-x4VoH8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-5765558998998066920?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/5765558998998066920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=5765558998998066920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/5765558998998066920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/5765558998998066920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/02/out-with-old-in-with-new.html' title='Out with the old, in with the new.'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-5219214951656288517</id><published>2009-02-08T22:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T23:02:34.485-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A days work</title><content type='html'>After a full weekend of paper writing and still being far from done, I can finally say I deserve some sleep. I can no longer type and my eyes are fighting to stay open. I plan to fall asleep listening to the following.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad offered me my first Coltrane tape when I was quite young. I have since collected any cd's I could get my hands on. I had the chance to see Ravi Coltrane this summer at the Jazz festival and i can't say it wasn't magical. I've definitely fallen asleep listening to the Best of hundreds of times. On that note..zzzzzz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5tjlz3DYmTw&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/5tjlz3DYmTw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FR9ixWP-P9I&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/FR9ixWP-P9I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps- I always wonder how Coltrane names his pieces. Does he really think about someone when he writes them since they aren't literal. I wonder who he wanted to talk about?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-5219214951656288517?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/5219214951656288517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=5219214951656288517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/5219214951656288517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/5219214951656288517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/02/days-work.html' title='A days work'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-6710548070692371880</id><published>2009-02-07T15:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T15:46:43.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wow!</title><content type='html'>Some said the 2009 trend will be tattoo removal. Based on recent events, it's home made tattoos. I argue 2010 will be about cover up tattoos. Some of my friends are more daring than others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess we only have one life to live. and two arms to take advantage of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SY4boKIQpQI/AAAAAAAAAdk/1hSf9acn0bY/s1600-h/IMG00234.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SY4boKIQpQI/AAAAAAAAAdk/1hSf9acn0bY/s400/IMG00234.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300204188189369602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next plan: Get Jojo to get a Spoiler tattoo. Kevin, you're half way there...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-6710548070692371880?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/6710548070692371880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=6710548070692371880' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/6710548070692371880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/6710548070692371880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/02/wow.html' title='wow!'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SY4boKIQpQI/AAAAAAAAAdk/1hSf9acn0bY/s72-c/IMG00234.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-2859002056354240263</id><published>2009-02-07T10:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T10:55:32.631-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stocklist</title><content type='html'>I made a stop by Stocklist this week, Canada's Lifestyle Boutique Trade Show. I had the chance to cuddle up with the Penfield bear who I suspect had a thing for me, it's not easy constantly being surrounded by busy guys. Make sure to check out the latest Penfield collection. It looks lovely and from having sold those jackets I can assure you they are fit to keep you warm through the hellish winter. &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SY3V9Z7GbvI/AAAAAAAAAdM/JUaI7ZPKMV0/s400/stocklist+portraits+(1+of+1)-50.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300127587392450290" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SY3YyHd_fZI/AAAAAAAAAdc/Mwi-RHz3bA8/s400/stocklist+portraits+(1+of+1)-49.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300130691994844562" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was nice seeing old faces and slightly nostalgic. Thanks to Neel at &lt;a href="http://mehrathon.com/"&gt;Mehrathon Trading&lt;/a&gt; for the shots. Shout out to Neel, Raj and Jon G or Jay Z? Which ever you prefer. Lots of love for you guys...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-2859002056354240263?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/2859002056354240263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=2859002056354240263' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/2859002056354240263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/2859002056354240263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/02/stocklist.html' title='Stocklist'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SY3V9Z7GbvI/AAAAAAAAAdM/JUaI7ZPKMV0/s72-c/stocklist+portraits+(1+of+1)-50.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-1185209252860842008</id><published>2009-02-06T13:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T14:22:42.368-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Info got dirt on you doggie</title><content type='html'>The streets are buzzin and they're saying Cam' is on the way back and I on the other hand have a not so secret crush on our favorite hermit. Can't help but love a mama's boy....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"money looks cute next to me." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SYy1gaeZIuI/AAAAAAAAAdE/X542vThiKjg/s400/3250639001_dc61ae8828_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299810429975470818" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cam makes me laugh so much. I think having him around would be borderline therapeutic if not dangerous... On another note, I think there's something really humble about him dropping off Dame Dash money everytime he signs anything over a million. I think remembering those who paved the way for you and have helped you out is extremely important. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="448" height="374"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://videos.onsmash.com/e/Az9ggs3TnAnw6YfB"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="all"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://videos.onsmash.com/e/Az9ggs3TnAnw6YfB" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allownetworking="all" allowscriptaccess="always" width="448" height="374"&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;My man solo. Lookin' good Cam'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="448" height="374"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://videos.onsmash.com/e/tD95YGlZrwddNj5t"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="all"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://videos.onsmash.com/e/tD95YGlZrwddNj5t" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allownetworking="all" allowscriptaccess="always" width="448" height="374"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-1185209252860842008?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/1185209252860842008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=1185209252860842008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/1185209252860842008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/1185209252860842008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/02/cam.html' title='Miss Info got dirt on you doggie'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SYy1gaeZIuI/AAAAAAAAAdE/X542vThiKjg/s72-c/3250639001_dc61ae8828_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-1435223697614706931</id><published>2009-02-06T12:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T12:47:41.472-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Throwback</title><content type='html'>I love young Kim and Aaliyah. I love this video. I wish I had been at that party... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ps- peep the crib and the phone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Like my girl Mary B. you just ain't runnin' up in me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You got to give me what I need baby, that's a drop top Z baby "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NOPGsZIFEXc&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/NOPGsZIFEXc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-1435223697614706931?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/1435223697614706931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=1435223697614706931' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/1435223697614706931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/1435223697614706931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/02/throwback.html' title='Throwback'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-5984352060645742378</id><published>2009-02-06T09:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T12:34:46.595-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weee ouuu weeee ouuu weeeeeeee...</title><content type='html'>From Mrs. Officer to Mrs. Katie... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5_EJZ_utGT0&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/5_EJZ_utGT0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/6743975807342456400-5984352060645742378?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/5984352060645742378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=5984352060645742378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/5984352060645742378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/5984352060645742378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/02/weee-ouuu-weeee-ouuu-weeeeeeee.html' title='Weee ouuu weeee ouuu weeeeeeee...'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-5144694220562333320</id><published>2009-02-04T22:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T22:50:32.811-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Natural Born Workers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I produced this short video when I was in my first year of University. I totally forgot about it until I bumped into an old class mate at a bar who happened to be in my group. She is now living in Tokyo and mentioned she had put it online in order for people to have access to her portfolio. I just you tubed it and this is what I found. I think the best part are the credits. It's really funny to see the things you created years back and also to think what your motivations were. Hopefully my acting skills have minorly improved since... amongst many other things apparently! YIKES!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I remember clearly this was the synopsis of the short:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"The video is the story of four characters that live very regular structured lives. The video represents one day in the lives of these characters. The underlying theme of the video is routine. The video focuses on the mundane and uninteresting aspects of life in a playful and amusing way instead of looking at these aspects in a purely negative manner. The video puts the spotlight on the character's idiosyncrasies with a touch of humor. The video is not only about routines but also about autonomy, and the banal of everyday life; how we are able to maintain some sort of individual identity within a formulaic society."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bQoPITTD8pk&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/bQoPITTD8pk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-5144694220562333320?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/5144694220562333320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=5144694220562333320' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/5144694220562333320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/5144694220562333320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/02/natural-born-workers.html' title='Natural Born Workers'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-3881461514560907854</id><published>2009-02-04T22:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T22:30:57.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Daddy</title><content type='html'>One of my favorite ladies gave birth to a little lady. Who is the daddy? No it's not Common... no it's not Andre3000. It's Jay electronica, our favorite ghostwriter. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you know me, you know I probably own every Erykah anything released. I love her. I listen to her nearly everyday. One of my fondest memories of last year involves seeing her and due to what some may call a bad tour manager, she got lost on her way into the city and drove to Sherbrooke. This led her to cut her set short.  My night was made when she closed the set with my all time favorite song... It was sung with sasssss! I don't think Mark has ever seen me smile the way I did that night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"I thinkkkkkk you better calllll Tyroooooooneee"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/teEm2toxBNU&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/teEm2toxBNU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baby you got me is actually my favorite song which features Erykah. It was originally written by Jill Scott. This is one of the only instances we witnessed them both performing it together.&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/2QzPhbTH3zk&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/2QzPhbTH3zk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Ya'll know how I met her, we broke up and got back together to get her back I had to sweat her"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4b7kWf6nXkc&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/4b7kWf6nXkc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"When they see you coming, .... take off running from you, yes its true, yes they do"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IRZ2s_VMffQ&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/IRZ2s_VMffQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is off the latest record and it's one of my favorite songs. A little different than the old stuff but still amazing.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CuObEg9A2Ew&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/CuObEg9A2Ew&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-3881461514560907854?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/3881461514560907854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=3881461514560907854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/3881461514560907854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/3881461514560907854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/02/baby-daddy.html' title='Baby Daddy'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-1934480925161821944</id><published>2009-02-04T19:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T20:04:35.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anne Sportum</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I heard Valentine's day is coming up. I say Valentine's day should be everyday. Gems all year long ... Anne Sportum clearly grasps that concept as she releases the most beautiful women's best friends all year long. Enjoy xo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 263px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SYplGvYBcuI/AAAAAAAAAc8/N0vh41JXL8Y/s400/Picture+11.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299159078025655010" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 330px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SYplGmGjYoI/AAAAAAAAAc0/lJJAaOCOuGo/s400/Picture+10.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299159075536462466" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SYpkc6Bu71I/AAAAAAAAAcs/WXXiRe2rzPE/s1600-h/Picture+9.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 233px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SYpkc6Bu71I/AAAAAAAAAcs/WXXiRe2rzPE/s400/Picture+9.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299158359330451282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 254px; height: 224px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SYpkc8m7H5I/AAAAAAAAAck/UyzeaVu796A/s400/Picture+8.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299158360023310226" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SYpkc9jtNUI/AAAAAAAAAcc/bzo5TKbRkAQ/s1600-h/Picture+7.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 377px; height: 343px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SYpkc9jtNUI/AAAAAAAAAcc/bzo5TKbRkAQ/s400/Picture+7.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299158360278250818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SYpkcliKSFI/AAAAAAAAAcU/iZvKHJdVqug/s1600-h/Picture+6.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 343px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SYpkcliKSFI/AAAAAAAAAcU/iZvKHJdVqug/s400/Picture+6.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299158353829316690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SYpkcuUbPUI/AAAAAAAAAcM/zia6dewIbFE/s1600-h/Picture+5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 376px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SYpkcuUbPUI/AAAAAAAAAcM/zia6dewIbFE/s400/Picture+5.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299158356187626818" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6743975807342456400-1934480925161821944?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/1934480925161821944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=1934480925161821944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/1934480925161821944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/1934480925161821944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/02/anne-sportum.html' title='Anne Sportum'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SYplGvYBcuI/AAAAAAAAAc8/N0vh41JXL8Y/s72-c/Picture+11.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-8799555589573551497</id><published>2009-02-04T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T19:47:49.311-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love Sophie Calle</title><content type='html'>I love Sophie Calle. Sophie is a French photographer, installation artist and as far as I'm concerned visual poet whom I respect and love tremendously. &lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SYpf4k69QPI/AAAAAAAAAb8/oCGOpgLcEco/s400/SophieCalle.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299153337143083250" /&gt;Her work is very personal and self reflexive. Her pieces relate directly with her life experiences. Some of her best works have come as a result of her breakups. She has used the medium as a way to cope and overcome the situations. One of the most innovative yet is called " Take Care of Yourself". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 324px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SYpflEmoHJI/AAAAAAAAAb0/KQSFzAFe_-8/s400/6a00d8341c76e453ef00e551f1f63b8834-800wi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299153002050362514" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sophie came back from a trip and received an e-mail from her boyfriend at the time. The letter was a break up letter. She was left devastated and decided to ask dozens of women to read the letter and from there created an art show revolving around their reactions and interpretation of the letter. The installations included birds, actors and a clown. &lt;br /&gt;&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/KAZtzI0cJQ8&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/KAZtzI0cJQ8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She also had a dozen people sleep in her bed after a break up and documented the process. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 278px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SYphAbG8I9I/AAAAAAAAAcE/yMbbuic3DNU/s400/calle_lesdormeursb.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299154571459568594" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Another example of timeless work...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-8799555589573551497?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/8799555589573551497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=8799555589573551497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/8799555589573551497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/8799555589573551497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-love-sophie-calle.html' title='I love Sophie Calle'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SYpf4k69QPI/AAAAAAAAAb8/oCGOpgLcEco/s72-c/SophieCalle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-4834761580960906618</id><published>2009-02-02T20:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T20:50:38.662-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiger friend</title><content type='html'>I'd love a new friend... Joooonaaas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lf-us6CLppo&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/Lf-us6CLppo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-4834761580960906618?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/4834761580960906618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=4834761580960906618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/4834761580960906618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/4834761580960906618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/02/tiger-friend.html' title='Tiger friend'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-7440661887289262290</id><published>2009-02-02T14:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T14:49:55.742-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chuck Ragan</title><content type='html'>I picked up a couple Chuck Ragan records a while back at End Hits. I can't stop listening to this song. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes we all need a boat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kEaaoEdo5Ow&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/kEaaoEdo5Ow&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-7440661887289262290?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/7440661887289262290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=7440661887289262290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/7440661887289262290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/7440661887289262290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/02/chuck-ragan.html' title='Chuck Ragan'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-6809457348961288557</id><published>2009-01-28T21:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T07:31:25.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter to B.I.G</title><content type='html'>Jada never fails me and Faith should've never stopped trying to put good stuff out. I have yet to see the Biggy movie but this is a tribute to him obviously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yrPrf4u4kHQ&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/yrPrf4u4kHQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Jadakiss. Here are some of my favorites. I tried to add the track with Mariah but I can't find an embeded version. It might be one of my all time favorite Mariah songs, which is saying a lot since I love Mariah too. Fantasy ... amazing record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And your friends say Jada ain't right, but you know we go together like day and night" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cTxnKyYCzj4&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/cTxnKyYCzj4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4nz7B_Fg_vg&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/4nz7B_Fg_vg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gnpxropiwXg&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/gnpxropiwXg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-6809457348961288557?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/6809457348961288557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=6809457348961288557' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/6809457348961288557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/6809457348961288557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/01/letter-to-big.html' title='Letter to B.I.G'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-9049311167275211791</id><published>2009-01-28T19:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T20:30:21.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cough cough</title><content type='html'>Where have I been you say? Here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SYEpl_tbd5I/AAAAAAAAAbs/SEu5tibrDww/s1600-h/coughsyrup.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 296px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SYEpl_tbd5I/AAAAAAAAAbs/SEu5tibrDww/s400/coughsyrup.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296560369498290066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aside from practically wanting to die and waking up with the sweats for the last few nights, I've been stuck in the printing room putting together my latest photo project. I'm excited to get it on here. It features Charlotte and Stefan. I also have some cool shots of Mira i'm looking forward to getting up once she can scan them with her super 10238490238$ scanner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being stuck in the print room for 8 hours straight means listening to a whole lot of music. Here are some of the recent plays: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fDtyoNI4u6g&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/fDtyoNI4u6g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lR6EfrNuMrk&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/lR6EfrNuMrk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KxZ9_XlL19E&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/KxZ9_XlL19E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1IL0gfbuBRs&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/1IL0gfbuBRs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3Kqa_fA82bQ&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/3Kqa_fA82bQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fighting to keep my eyes open. It's back to work. First ever artist statement. yiiiiikes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-9049311167275211791?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/9049311167275211791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=9049311167275211791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/9049311167275211791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/9049311167275211791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/01/cough-cough.html' title='cough cough'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SYEpl_tbd5I/AAAAAAAAAbs/SEu5tibrDww/s72-c/coughsyrup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-6939618090492910452</id><published>2009-01-26T10:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T11:02:21.161-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coeur de Pirate</title><content type='html'>edit: I like these songs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/anTV7BwJhSE&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/anTV7BwJhSE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xcEix_B_cWc&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/xcEix_B_cWc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-6939618090492910452?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/6939618090492910452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=6939618090492910452' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/6939618090492910452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/6939618090492910452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/01/coeur-de-pirate.html' title='Coeur de Pirate'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-4953048516976010543</id><published>2009-01-25T20:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T20:49:31.535-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aaliyah movie</title><content type='html'>So looks like Canada's Keisha Chante will be playing the role of Aaliyah in a Notorious type movie which will depict the life of the beautiful singer and songwriter. Keisha is from Ottawa, my home town. I read around that the movie will be very personal and even go into the details of her relationship with our teen loving R Kelly. I wonder who will play the pee man.  I also wonder who will play Timbo. That alliance was unstoppable. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the topic of Aaliyah. This is one of my favorite Aaliyah songs of all time featuring Boot Camp's Buckshot.  If you know me, it's pretty obvious why I like the track. Check out Nightriders...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5zw8rQyOU-4&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/5zw8rQyOU-4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some of my favorites:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot like fire - My favorite Aaliyah - Timbo track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/e7G2lAaX5OQ&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/e7G2lAaX5OQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Age Ain't Nothing but a Number -  I agree. I think I remember singing this song to a bouncer in New York at a club when I wasn't quite of age. It worked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HUMHOo3NrFU&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/HUMHOo3NrFU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rock the Boat - She passed away on the return from this shoot. I'm glad they still released it. Sensual song. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6lLTPDeo0Ao&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/6lLTPDeo0Ao&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If your girl only knew - This song is real.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7CJRkWYb72E&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/7CJRkWYb72E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally here is a Keisha song in order for you guys to check out the resemblance. Home girl can sing though she's no Aaliyah. I'm sure she'll be great for the movie though :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dsVzafZik3c&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/dsVzafZik3c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-4953048516976010543?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/4953048516976010543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=4953048516976010543' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/4953048516976010543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/4953048516976010543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/01/aaliyah-movie.html' title='Aaliyah movie'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-4909699340849039897</id><published>2009-01-25T19:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T20:11:42.889-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The best of me... and jay z</title><content type='html'>This is probably one of my all time favorite Jay songs and actually come to think of it, it may be  one of my favorite songs ever. I barely remember seeing this video on tv, it kind of rules. Mia looks hood. Cross chain, full white outfit, NC dress, hoops, the beach, ... but that's before she started driving around drinking red-bull stalking people!  Does anyone know if her and Jay ever got it on? &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"You got a man? okay ma' and? That's high school making me chase you around for months. Have an affair act like an adult for once." &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;Shout out to Paul. I know he likes this song too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sBjDu21c0cA&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/sBjDu21c0cA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a remix of mya's Ridin' featuring my favorite girl Trina. All I remember is singing this track with Mira ridin' the cab belligerent. Now I joke when I say that Mya is nuts but Trina may actually be. If I ever needed a verbal bodyguard, I'd hire the girl. This song is the best because it also reminds me of Hana.&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"I ain't looking at you no more I'm lookin past you" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Now you know that I'm the queen of Miami, all that loud talking, lying save that shit for your mami. Sounds like blablablablablablabla i'm like uhuh okay what's up? SHUT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;UP!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;ridiculous. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sxs0NKPTH4Y&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/sxs0NKPTH4Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-4909699340849039897?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/4909699340849039897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=4909699340849039897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/4909699340849039897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/4909699340849039897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-is-probably-one-of-my-all-time.html' title='The best of me... and jay z'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-3353724331253110996</id><published>2009-01-25T19:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T19:32:03.685-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boy II man</title><content type='html'>I remember listening to this song on repeat. I think I first heard it on the Dangerous Mind soundtrack. Immature at the time was on fire.. I think Marques Houston was in the band and was the only one that managed to have a semi career in the hip hop world.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a scale from 1 to 1000. This song gets top points for its' sensuality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/i72_uXkiOiw&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/i72_uXkiOiw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is another sensual song that followed way later when the little guy grew up. The track features Joe Budden. On the topic of mr.Budden. I love watching joebuddentv.com. Good way to follow the saigon/ Budden beef. I hear its' squashed though. Looks like the blogs are gonna be zzzzzzzzzzz... for a while. In the meantime enjoy this track!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SmwVx3cEXGY&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/SmwVx3cEXGY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-3353724331253110996?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/3353724331253110996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=3353724331253110996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/3353724331253110996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/3353724331253110996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/01/boy-ii-man.html' title='Boy II man'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-2584954429962591287</id><published>2009-01-25T19:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T19:16:15.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SISTER MARY-CLARENCE</title><content type='html'>As the member of a choir I often day dream about fantasy gospel performances. I think the videos posted capture my dreams!  On a serious note, I LOVE Sister Act both I and II.  I've watched both of them a million times and I love every song.  I seriously wish I could re-enact many of the performances. Let's not forget young Lauryn Hill or the Janet Jackson inspired "what have you done for me lately" breakdown. I would argue this was the peek of Whoopie's career along with that movie where she plays a basketball coach. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This semester's goal will be to somehow convince the conductor to let us do a Sister Act cover. So real!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CHECCCCCK THE RHYYYYYMMMMMEEEE!!!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/C_c_MHkba5c&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/C_c_MHkba5c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SLY7yI1xV-M&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/SLY7yI1xV-M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-2584954429962591287?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/2584954429962591287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=2584954429962591287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/2584954429962591287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/2584954429962591287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/01/sister-mary-clarence.html' title='SISTER MARY-CLARENCE'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-8749510502395130940</id><published>2009-01-25T18:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T19:18:10.412-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. President</title><content type='html'>I am going through youtube checking out old childhood songs. I am shocked I didn't turn out into a raver. The Dance Mix series should be held responsible for the rise of the glowstick. No... honestly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I the only one who remembers this hit?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cOrc37wNUqU&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/cOrc37wNUqU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance mix 93 - 95 - 96 ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xcmBaRAj7FU&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/xcmBaRAj7FU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kruA4dM_jjw&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/kruA4dM_jjw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-30nX3a6IF4&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/-30nX3a6IF4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-8749510502395130940?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/8749510502395130940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=8749510502395130940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/8749510502395130940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/8749510502395130940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/01/mr-president.html' title='Mr. President'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-6340130795854358786</id><published>2009-01-25T18:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T18:53:45.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Text messaging your way to disaster...</title><content type='html'>Oh boy... I remember watching this video on repeat with the ladies laughing at the top of our lungs.  There may be something comforting about acknowledging the ridiculousness that is text message love. What better way to alleviate some of the pathetic realities of modern day dating and romance then by making fun of it. Enjoy xo&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Champ's ego recovers and then the textual balance is restored"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"When sarah receives the message, she is overjoyed despite the obvious spelling errors.  She then spends the next three hours crafting her response it must be witty yet intelligent, flirty yet mysterious, it must be the GREATEST TEXT MESSAGE OF ALL TIMES!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dX3ws6OnGuE&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/dX3ws6OnGuE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Way too funny. I commend the makers of this video.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-6340130795854358786?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/6340130795854358786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=6340130795854358786' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/6340130795854358786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/6340130795854358786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/01/text-messaging-your-way-to-disaster.html' title='Text messaging your way to disaster...'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-7315805882060997126</id><published>2009-01-24T14:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T15:08:10.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PARTY CUBE</title><content type='html'>My mom is here visiting and she inquired about the party cube. The party cube was brought to life in 2004 or 2005? Can't remember anymore. Our good friend Derek had just moved to Canada and we were always looking for new adventures. He called one day and wanted to go to Vermont for the day so we could go to Olive Garden (haven't been back since sadly). Traci, Derek and I picked up and headed down South. We went to the mall and decided to take photobooth pictures. Once printed we realized the photos had been printed in the shape of a cube. It may be the coolest thing ever. I plan on making home made party cubes! BIG ONES!!! Craft night ladies? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SXueEDUzjrI/AAAAAAAAAbc/W5ZN-flrUrI/s400/Photo+134.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294999579353386674" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SXueD6rfDcI/AAAAAAAAAbM/6kn7NgWGodE/s400/Photo+123.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294999577032592834" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SXueDsP7d_I/AAAAAAAAAbE/H0a5WSQCUJI/s400/Photo+122.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294999573158918130" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Apparently we were wanted "for just about everything".. I think it was for being really cool, or pretty much robbing Olive Garden of all of  their garlic bread sticks...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SXueD7xBgXI/AAAAAAAAAbU/OIj1r23jU58/s400/Photo+133.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294999577324257650" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That day was probably one of my fondest memories of the last 4 years... This year will be about being more spontaneous. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-7315805882060997126?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/7315805882060997126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=7315805882060997126' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/7315805882060997126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/7315805882060997126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/01/party-cube.html' title='PARTY CUBE'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SXueEDUzjrI/AAAAAAAAAbc/W5ZN-flrUrI/s72-c/Photo+134.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-5501792522929759491</id><published>2009-01-24T14:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T14:26:01.818-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hate is a stronger emotion</title><content type='html'>I once watched this movie called Gilda. It may be one of my favorite movies. It really shows how love is timeless and while our technologies might change and our society grows, the core of male and female relationships don't change. Much of the movie circles the theme of hate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 346px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SXuVI4G_ZsI/AAAAAAAAAa8/Po2BpZVv9gs/s400/gild4.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294989766637348546" /&gt;Mundson: You're a child, Gilda, a beautiful greedy child. And it amuses me to feed you beautiful things because you eat with so good an appetite.&lt;br /&gt;Gilda: But I shouldn't make any mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;Mundson: No, you shouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;Gilda: If you're worried about Johnny Farrell, don't be. I hate him.&lt;br /&gt;Mundson: And he hates you. That's very apparent. But hate can be a very exciting emotion. Very exciting. Haven't you noticed that?...There's a heat in it that one can feel. Didn't you feel it tonight?&lt;br /&gt;Gilda: No.&lt;br /&gt;Mundson: I did. It warmed me. Hate is the only thing that has ever warmed me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a clip. I think if I had lived in the 40's I would've been a singer... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7A-e7UnTa2k&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/7A-e7UnTa2k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-5501792522929759491?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/5501792522929759491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=5501792522929759491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/5501792522929759491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/5501792522929759491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/01/hate-is-stronger-emotion.html' title='Hate is a stronger emotion'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SXuVI4G_ZsI/AAAAAAAAAa8/Po2BpZVv9gs/s72-c/gild4.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-4152491910953762185</id><published>2009-01-24T10:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T10:29:43.769-08:00</updated><title type='text'>looove</title><content type='html'>It's official, modern day romance still lives. I get chills watching this. It is better than any Notebook, and boy do I ever LOVE the notebook.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First there was this: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Yeah she's brushing it off)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tW3u4DugwRg&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/tW3u4DugwRg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RsWpvkLCvu4&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/RsWpvkLCvu4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now this: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I LOVE LOVE!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6DhhR_R45f8&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/6DhhR_R45f8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/6743975807342456400-4152491910953762185?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/4152491910953762185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=4152491910953762185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/4152491910953762185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/4152491910953762185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/01/looove.html' title='looove'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-70730519248651647</id><published>2009-01-23T13:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T13:52:44.914-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aishaaa</title><content type='html'>This song was definitely sung... ahem! Mi and I were recently talking about hilarious videos we used to watch. This one was definitely played on repeat...The kid always reminded me of this guy I went to summer camp with adding an extra reason to like the video. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UPbJmLPhsmI&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/UPbJmLPhsmI&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/6743975807342456400-70730519248651647?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/70730519248651647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=70730519248651647' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/70730519248651647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/70730519248651647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/01/aishaaa.html' title='Aishaaa'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-8245003697628390866</id><published>2009-01-23T13:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T13:44:22.391-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GO GO GO</title><content type='html'>They say go big or go home. I went big... and I eventually went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;GO BIG... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SXo5T5vI7PI/AAAAAAAAAac/xlyCLzWdJAY/s400/n506158314_1423208_3737.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294607326006275314" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OR BIGGER...? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SXo6A9_IDOI/AAAAAAAAAas/eaZcCcsSfSE/s400/n506158314_1423221_8481.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294608100241181922" /&gt;Thanks to mi for the lovely photos xo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-8245003697628390866?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/8245003697628390866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=8245003697628390866' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/8245003697628390866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/8245003697628390866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/01/go-go-go.html' title='GO GO GO'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SXo5T5vI7PI/AAAAAAAAAac/xlyCLzWdJAY/s72-c/n506158314_1423208_3737.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-7969152793189374172</id><published>2009-01-22T14:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T14:23:59.314-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fresh off the press</title><content type='html'>Bill Oreilly hits again. Thanks to nahright.com for the link. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"I'm sorry Emphysema and Jay-Z couldn't join me in that happiness? [Obama's inauguartion into the whitehouse]"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They're not only happy, they're ecstatic like most people... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/do6gs0M7vfw&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/do6gs0M7vfw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/6743975807342456400-7969152793189374172?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/7969152793189374172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=7969152793189374172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/7969152793189374172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/7969152793189374172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/01/fresh-off-press.html' title='fresh off the press'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-9028150241011207369</id><published>2009-01-22T12:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T12:29:20.958-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The best</title><content type='html'>My now long time friend Iain, is probably one of the few people on this planet with whom I share the most similar taste in music from hip hop/ indie/ hardcore/ punk  and now I suspect Creol music. I think what makes it similar is it's very vast and we have a special appreciation for things of refined taste (a nice way to put "at times corny"). I grew up watching Iain play improv on TV , he was the star player. At the time, I was also big into the Ottawa improv and theatre scene and obviously thought he ruled. We met years later and I now have the chance to read his crazy video blog everyday... check it out its seriously intense. He finds videos, I either forgot existed or didn't even know could exist.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://youthanthems.blogspot.com/"&gt;YOUTHANTHEMS VIDEO BLOG&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are for him...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RJMpeYwifEU&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/RJMpeYwifEU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who don't know Compagnie Creol, I think anyone who is french speaking or went to french grade school had to experience this. I most definitely spent the better part of 1993 singing this stuff. Special mention for the outfits, hipster parties better watch out! I recently saw this band on TV and they're still going strong. Who knew? I love it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lWSWSwKXHWY&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/lWSWSwKXHWY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zRrapbjfdNc&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/zRrapbjfdNc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/twDhig0L97Q&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/twDhig0L97Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-9028150241011207369?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/9028150241011207369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=9028150241011207369' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/9028150241011207369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/9028150241011207369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/01/best.html' title='The best'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-5556850773240622129</id><published>2009-01-22T10:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T10:45:33.308-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wicckenza</title><content type='html'>I often buy goodies at the super dollar store by my house. One of my recent purchases consists of a dozen of these lovely candles.  The store is owned by a nice asian woman. We always chit chat, I give her life tips and so on. After purchasing the candles, I definitely noticed she was a little quieter than usual. It didn't really phase me until later ...&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SXi9DzV6r_I/AAAAAAAAAaE/7kBwselHy3E/s400/145.x600.outthere.religious.cand.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294189234993410034" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I came back a few days later and purchased an array of red string for a shoot I did with Charlotte and Stephan... If buying a dozen candles wasn't weird enough, string was definitely odd. This time she really  had nothing to say to me. The only thing that stood between us was an awkward glance and my debit card. I was for sure being JUDGED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 51px; height: 129px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SXi9nOrR4xI/AAAAAAAAAaM/4KyBAIGvO9E/s400/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294189843626189586" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It then clicked, she probably thinks I'm some kind of witchcraft guru woman. I think I may have to cut back on my visits in order to regain my dollarama credibility. Or perhaps purchase nice holy things like bubble gum, planners, paint...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 375px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SXi-FXn2zRI/AAAAAAAAAaU/yGK4s12P24I/s400/wiccan.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294190361423826194" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;All this to say, the candles were well worth it and I strongly recommend them as they last forever. CLASS TIME xoxox &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/6743975807342456400-5556850773240622129?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/5556850773240622129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=5556850773240622129' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/5556850773240622129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/5556850773240622129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-often-buy-goodies-at-super-dollar.html' title='wicckenza'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SXi9DzV6r_I/AAAAAAAAAaE/7kBwselHy3E/s72-c/145.x600.outthere.religious.cand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-9123698031919706709</id><published>2009-01-22T10:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T10:30:49.367-08:00</updated><title type='text'>boo</title><content type='html'>Here is another song I haven't listened to since I lost my music. If anyone wants to give me back my Dag Nasty i'd be happy. Thank you for Youtube!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/McS5AeCRXAs&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/McS5AeCRXAs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-9123698031919706709?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/9123698031919706709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=9123698031919706709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/9123698031919706709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/9123698031919706709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/01/boo.html' title='boo'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-1918580635862079324</id><published>2009-01-22T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T08:57:34.521-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The storm is coming and its called Melody</title><content type='html'>Ever since I lost all of my music, I kinda forgot about my love for Melody Gardot.  I was just reminded when posting on ben's page about her. This fantastic 22 year old singer is about to take over... She is the survivor of a violent car accident. It is through her therapy that she realized that she had a writing talent. Due to memory loss, she was asked to start writing. Sooner than later she would be releasing her first record. Here are a couple clips. You can also stream her record online. Keep your ears to the streets because I suspect this girl is gonna hit the big leagues before we know it&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" I need a man who got no baggage to claim" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yMyP-ojqdHk&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/yMyP-ojqdHk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"I would be lucky to find me a man who could love me the way that I am with this here worrisome heart" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YRyR-UvXjmM&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/YRyR-UvXjmM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-1918580635862079324?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/1918580635862079324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=1918580635862079324' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/1918580635862079324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/1918580635862079324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/01/storm-is-coming-and-its-called-melody.html' title='The storm is coming and its called Melody'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-9097078885072754959</id><published>2009-01-22T08:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T08:37:59.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come over..</title><content type='html'>My favorite song off the Estelle record. I can't really stand Sean Paul but this makes sense...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"wooooon't you come ovvvver looooove sooo i can shoooow you loooooove lalalala"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5fAmXm6RObY&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/5fAmXm6RObY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-9097078885072754959?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/9097078885072754959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=9097078885072754959' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/9097078885072754959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/9097078885072754959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/01/come-over.html' title='Come over..'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-3657628336473248825</id><published>2009-01-20T20:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T20:23:47.841-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go on take everything...</title><content type='html'>I still love Courtney. She featured in the January issue of Elle Magazine UK. Seems like she is picking herself back up and looking lovely...&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 382px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SXaiechnTXI/AAAAAAAAAZk/NSGZAqKsQls/s400/Picture+7.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293597055957552498" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SXai6tG7WPI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/4-L6i0NKdJM/s400/Picture+3.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293597541445359858" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 292px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SXai6tWYRsI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/1kr87Pvov8s/s400/Picture+4.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293597541510170306" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 276px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SXai6Xws_3I/AAAAAAAAAZs/yVv4f0Gb5uc/s400/Picture+6.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293597535715000178" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Great song... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MoGLhEnbNJw&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/MoGLhEnbNJw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-3657628336473248825?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/3657628336473248825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=3657628336473248825' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/3657628336473248825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/3657628336473248825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/01/go-on-take-everything.html' title='Go on take everything...'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SXaiechnTXI/AAAAAAAAAZk/NSGZAqKsQls/s72-c/Picture+7.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-1733965407410223527</id><published>2009-01-20T19:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T20:00:36.822-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GIRLS GIRLS AND MORE GIRLS!!!</title><content type='html'>As I said earlier. 2009 means girl bands. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes yes and yes. more more and more. please and please and please... More Vivian Girls that is! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aqevDRhfrso&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/aqevDRhfrso&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AuqOiW2KaJQ&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/AuqOiW2KaJQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6743975807342456400-1733965407410223527?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/1733965407410223527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=1733965407410223527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/1733965407410223527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/1733965407410223527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/01/girls-girls-and-more-girls.html' title='GIRLS GIRLS AND MORE GIRLS!!!'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-1538193666204407538</id><published>2009-01-20T19:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T19:54:05.489-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-retirement hip hop life...</title><content type='html'>I can't post this video for numerous reasons but I can't stop listening to the new Scarface song called "High Note".  I have to mention I think he had a ball shooting it. He may have said he was ready to quit the rap game and hang up the mic, but it looks like he may have found a new incentive to postpone retirement for another few months? years? Or perhaps even start up in a new industry... who knows...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One thing I do know is this song is great. Another clear lesson is that no one is safe from Scarface, not even his psychologist. eeeeekkk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Youtube: High note / Scarface&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;PS: DEFINITELY NOT WORK SAFE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 154px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SXaWHWQ8igI/AAAAAAAAAZE/IwnTmjkll7Q/s400/Picture+3.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293583465000503810" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SXaWHop2mbI/AAAAAAAAAZM/Qtq4l0m2VZ0/s400/Picture+4.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293583469936810418" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 171px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SXaWHkXaN5I/AAAAAAAAAZU/V6WmoMBKzqk/s400/Picture+6.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293583468785710994" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 178px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SXaWH84WckI/AAAAAAAAAZc/fDAQ9nSnzbk/s400/Picture+5.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293583475366326850" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You get the picture...  In the mean time enjoy this PG rated Scarface video which reminds me of Hana. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MpW9jJFmW0o&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/MpW9jJFmW0o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-1538193666204407538?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/1538193666204407538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=1538193666204407538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/1538193666204407538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/1538193666204407538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/01/pre-retirement-hip-hop-life.html' title='Pre-retirement hip hop life...'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SXaWHWQ8igI/AAAAAAAAAZE/IwnTmjkll7Q/s72-c/Picture+3.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-4865188523389886025</id><published>2009-01-20T19:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T19:42:55.342-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sean Price on Amy Winehouse...</title><content type='html'>I watched this interview a while back. I couldn't help but laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Interviewer: "If you could smack the shit out of anybody in the entertainment industry who would it be?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sean P:" Amy Winehouse! Because she's mad talented I mean I don't believe everything I read but the pictures don't lie. She needs a reality slap."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/LexLReWYGFI&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/LexLReWYGFI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also love that he compares her to Janis Joplin. I'm calling 2009 as the Amy comeback year. I'm suspecting a little Britney type PR scam. I hope I am right. It would be such a shame for her to not come up with another incredible record. Besides we're starting to miss the shortest singer with the highest hair... amongst other things :(&lt;br /&gt;&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/6743975807342456400-4865188523389886025?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/4865188523389886025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=4865188523389886025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/4865188523389886025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/4865188523389886025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/01/sean-price-on-amy-winehouse.html' title='Sean Price on Amy Winehouse...'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-6672784725230858837</id><published>2009-01-19T22:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T23:04:39.814-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jamey x 2</title><content type='html'>Maybe a little too much Jamey Fox for one day but this song is my current guilty pleasure. I previously warned you but my taste in music is at times questionable.  I think it can be better described as a penchant for smooth things... love it or hate it, this song is smooth and sensual. I must thank Mr. Fox for finally putting out another decent song. Something must be said since apparently someone has a big crush on him at B.E.T.  Two years have passed and you still can't turn on the friggin channel without "the" song playing. I refuse to name it and give it any kind of extra attention .. seriously though turn B.E.T on right now it's probably playing. That said, please don't sabotage the HIP-POP success this song could potentially have by over playing it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yours truly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps- I smell a Mariah remix coming anytime soon... at least I hope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TagsmkuhKYk&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/TagsmkuhKYk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-6672784725230858837?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/6672784725230858837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=6672784725230858837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/6672784725230858837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/6672784725230858837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/01/jamey-x-2.html' title='Jamey x 2'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-683258231517679804</id><published>2009-01-19T12:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T12:13:48.289-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seeing double...</title><content type='html'>Is it just me or am I seeing double? &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SXTcyfVU4xI/AAAAAAAAAY0/RmKgsUB4TM8/s1600-h/Malcolm_X_NYWTS_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SXTcyfVU4xI/AAAAAAAAAY0/RmKgsUB4TM8/s400/Malcolm_X_NYWTS_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293098222029693714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SXTcN-XeUpI/AAAAAAAAAYs/uhIi4fZrEjY/s1600-h/obama-and-jamie-foxx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SXTcN-XeUpI/AAAAAAAAAYs/uhIi4fZrEjY/s400/obama-and-jamie-foxx.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293097594705040018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maclom is that you? Oh no... it's just the writer of one of this decades' most sensual songs... Did you set Obama's party off right? No Cool Whip at this party though... Right?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_puP6zFSnvs&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/_puP6zFSnvs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-683258231517679804?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/683258231517679804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=683258231517679804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/683258231517679804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/683258231517679804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/01/seeing-double.html' title='Seeing double...'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SXTcyfVU4xI/AAAAAAAAAY0/RmKgsUB4TM8/s72-c/Malcolm_X_NYWTS_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-5170142466674061873</id><published>2009-01-18T22:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T22:14:44.338-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Infiltrate</title><content type='html'>I strongly believe if you want something really bad in life, it's up to you to do whatever it takes to make your spot and lay the ground you will flourish in. This is how Busta infiltrated the system... not that dumb of a guy. Really... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"[...] at that point you WILL hear from the lawyer. With an invoice. Cut the check"  - Busta Rhymes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YID0t8lUNg8&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/YID0t8lUNg8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-5170142466674061873?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/5170142466674061873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=5170142466674061873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/5170142466674061873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/5170142466674061873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/01/infiltrate.html' title='Infiltrate'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-2648282427545872852</id><published>2009-01-18T19:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T19:35:23.194-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PURPOSELY MISSED CONNECTION</title><content type='html'>I truly enjoy reading missed connections once in a while. I know many people who have been seeked out on it and always kind of get a kick out of it. I've never seen it unfold into anything tangible and actually most of the connections were "missed" on purpose and for a reason. It never truly hit me until today when I came across one which had to occur when I was in the same room. I don't know if it's as funny anymore or kind of weird. Anyhow, pay attention this could be any of you ladies... Do you remember who broke the bathroom window? Or the better question is, did YOU break the window? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I can remember is someone had to stand in front of the door in order to avoid the curious from peeking while I uh... tequila. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 177px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SXPzwRON7pI/AAAAAAAAAYc/whJih_fIXe0/s400/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292841997672771218" /&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/6743975807342456400-2648282427545872852?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/2648282427545872852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=2648282427545872852' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/2648282427545872852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/2648282427545872852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/01/purposely-missed-connection.html' title='PURPOSELY MISSED CONNECTION'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SXPzwRON7pI/AAAAAAAAAYc/whJih_fIXe0/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-7527219245300511500</id><published>2009-01-18T18:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T18:44:36.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OBAMMMmmmm........!!!</title><content type='html'>Only a few days left...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What better way to celebrate than with some Obama cupcakes. I remember driving through L.A. and seeing plenty of signs up for Obama bake sales. I thoroughly enjoy the mix of politics and food. I wouldn't mind eating one of these to mark this moment in history :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 303px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SXPowUuVO6I/AAAAAAAAAYM/uzpIQlm2THA/s320/2959872132_b826c831ab.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292829903984868258" /&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/6743975807342456400-7527219245300511500?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/7527219245300511500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=7527219245300511500' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/7527219245300511500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/7527219245300511500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/01/obammmmmmm.html' title='OBAMMMmmmm........!!!'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SXPowUuVO6I/AAAAAAAAAYM/uzpIQlm2THA/s72-c/2959872132_b826c831ab.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-3920748331970712328</id><published>2009-01-18T17:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T22:16:44.729-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what's next JFK photos?</title><content type='html'>I urge all West coast rappers to develop some originality. If I see one more LAX promo shot, I may give up on west coast rap. Now, this would be a very unfortunate event. I mean we GET IT, you're from the West coast. 2pac was arguably one of the most recognized west coast rappers  and he never had his LAX photo and we still knew he was from out there. So chill out on the poor sign and give it a rest. Really...&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;JAY-ROCK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SXPd827eFeI/AAAAAAAAAYE/1w-fFefonEU/s320/jay-rock.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292818024697304546" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;EVIDENCE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SXPbR4aXjoI/AAAAAAAAAX8/iXx6jk95jaI/s320/l_797bb22a57f6245fe8a15e606d1decd9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292815087337705090" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;GAME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SXPa4eAkMSI/AAAAAAAAAX0/NZXUDPByS8w/s320/game-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292814650753429794" /&gt;edit: On a side note, if this trend is to keep going the way it is, LAX should consider cleaning up whatever is going on on the corner of the L. May as well make it look nice and clean since we know this trend is not likely to cease. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-3920748331970712328?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/3920748331970712328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=3920748331970712328' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/3920748331970712328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/3920748331970712328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/01/whats-next-jfk-photos.html' title='what&apos;s next JFK photos?'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SXPd827eFeI/AAAAAAAAAYE/1w-fFefonEU/s72-c/jay-rock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-705681739062801898</id><published>2009-01-16T14:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T14:42:18.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To me you're just a tourist.</title><content type='html'>Sarah Slean may be one of the most underrated Canadian artists. I kind of see her as a modern day Natalie Merchant. She may be one of the artists I relate to the most. Enjoy xo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8ULozZt84eo&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/8ULozZt84eo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5de_q0hJ6no&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/5de_q0hJ6no&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/767DjIs4ops&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/767DjIs4ops&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/6743975807342456400-705681739062801898?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/705681739062801898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=705681739062801898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/705681739062801898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/705681739062801898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/01/to-me-youre-just-tourist.html' title='To me you&apos;re just a tourist.'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-2109458131322624084</id><published>2009-01-16T11:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T11:44:49.689-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SALUT SIMONE!</title><content type='html'>I discovered AUREVOIRSIMONE a while back. This trio made up of three lovely girls is based out of New York. It reminds me of stuff I was really into when I was in high school. They are worth checking out. &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/aurevoirsimone"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;www.myspace.com/aurevoirsimone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 271px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SXDh4jCPqEI/AAAAAAAAAXk/LPsyPl4kpQM/s320/216963735_l.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291977923753912386" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think 2009 is all about girl bands. I've always wanted to play in one. I guess I did, it's never too late to start a real one though. Besides KENZALLIE wasn't so bad... I think we'll just stay away from writing about goths, DDR and peanut butter. Rather we'll talk about our grown up reality... bull riding perhaps? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 182px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SXDiQ7Gb0nI/AAAAAAAAAXs/A8E3_XOXBrk/s320/kenzalliecolour.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291978342530798194" /&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/6743975807342456400-2109458131322624084?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/2109458131322624084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=2109458131322624084' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/2109458131322624084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/2109458131322624084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/01/salut-simone.html' title='SALUT SIMONE!'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SXDh4jCPqEI/AAAAAAAAAXk/LPsyPl4kpQM/s72-c/216963735_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-7361943055968949809</id><published>2009-01-16T10:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T10:33:10.445-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I spent the better half of my childhood in Benetton clothes. I can't say they've been on top of their stuff for the last 4-5 years but they definitely come out with key pieces each year but simply in different colors. Most of my Benetton pieces are v neck and round neck winter tops. My mom still has hers from over 10 years ago or something ridiculous and they're in great condition. Good quality clothing.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SXDOdzZ6sHI/AAAAAAAAAXE/0Rqht5Ok73E/s1600-h/Picture+10.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 315px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SXDOdzZ6sHI/AAAAAAAAAXE/0Rqht5Ok73E/s320/Picture+10.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291956573570773106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These boots come in plenty of fun colors. Why not a little yellow to make up for the lack of sun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SXDOT_cC6qI/AAAAAAAAAW0/0Oskl7UY2v8/s320/01_PFW08AWt_gialli61_100.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291956405002234530" /&gt;I was pleasantly surprised when I found out Benetton had a lingerie line but most of the stuff is really nice and delicate. &lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SXDOTwaGA1I/AAAAAAAAAW8/l80AQaQb3Nw/s320/Picture+11.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291956400967517010" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mira's dream coats... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 306px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SXDRk6RL4FI/AAAAAAAAAXc/qIPDPp7xsLk/s320/Picture+16.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291959994207166546" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Into the european look...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 296px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SXDRkgiSWfI/AAAAAAAAAXU/keVpc9VJcRM/s320/Picture+13.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291959987299572210" /&gt;If I was wrapped up like that, I wouldn't be so miserable everytime I stepped out of the house.&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SXDRkdM6vII/AAAAAAAAAXM/TV49sy3MqaU/s320/Picture+12.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291959986404637826" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-7361943055968949809?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/7361943055968949809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=7361943055968949809' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/7361943055968949809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/7361943055968949809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-spent-better-half-of-my-childhood-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SXDOdzZ6sHI/AAAAAAAAAXE/0Rqht5Ok73E/s72-c/Picture+10.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-85277663753591085</id><published>2009-01-16T09:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T09:58:33.365-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A MC'WEDDING</title><content type='html'>One of my girlfriends is in China. She posted some pics and I came across this one she took of a couple getting married. I can't say I've spent an extensive amount of time thinking about my wedding day or what I'd wear, look like or eat... but McDonalds? Really? I guess it just comes to show how much McDonalds has infiltrated our cultures. First kids...now... I'm sure somebody out there has gotten their wedding sponsored by McDonalds!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 291px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SXDKYFEgAfI/AAAAAAAAAWs/OoFU52DT0wc/s320/mcdonalds-small.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291952077187056114" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't decide if the lightness of eating McDonalds on your wedding day prior to the ceremony is cute or weird. Let's hope I'm not eating Mexico (our favorite Montreal crack like food) at my wedding...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SXDJ0jlcsVI/AAAAAAAAAWk/lLPAJuTUzrI/s320/n121500085_37842367_4576.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291951466903023954" /&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-85277663753591085?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/85277663753591085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=85277663753591085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/85277663753591085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/85277663753591085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/01/mcwedding.html' title='A MC&apos;WEDDING'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SXDKYFEgAfI/AAAAAAAAAWs/OoFU52DT0wc/s72-c/mcdonalds-small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-8175245917016428747</id><published>2009-01-15T19:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T19:35:48.837-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hebrew money?</title><content type='html'>This response to Ron Brownz's club hit Pop Champagne was produced by one of my old classmates and co-worker Didier. He's an amazing beat maker. He was so good he left University after his first year of making videos with us and moved to Toronto to make music for big time commercials. Anyhow, I was sent this today and I only had one word: woooow?!?? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The crew also had this to say which I agree with:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"The situation in the middle east is terrible right now and we hope that it gets better soon. This video only promotes peace and fun. Arab and Hebrew money is worth the exact same at any bank" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This video also features Montreal's shortest white jewish rapper (he'll tell you himself apparently):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ri2Kor2BATk&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/ri2Kor2BATk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-8175245917016428747?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/8175245917016428747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=8175245917016428747' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/8175245917016428747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/8175245917016428747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/01/hebrew-money.html' title='Hebrew money?'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-2524727988430478908</id><published>2009-01-15T08:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T08:39:56.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alberta boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I love Travis. I recently bumped into this old friend in the metro and hadn't seen him since my party working days had slowed down. I used to sell some of Travis's pieces during my first years of University. The secret is I didn't have to sell them, they sold themselves right off the mannequins. Girls and boys would often gasp out of admiration for the pieces... they weren't the only ones. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 245px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SW9kOkSL3XI/AAAAAAAAAWM/zuJTlXr1YwQ/s320/Picture+13.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291558288604519794" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Travis offered me my first piece a few years ago when I was working a bunch of electro parties. The goal was since I was the first person everyone would see they would get to see what I was wearing and hopefully inquire. Oddly enough it worked, I was asked time and time and time again where the piece was from and I'd later see the very same ladies at the store purchasing the dress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SW9jyYxS3vI/AAAAAAAAAWE/uiLmXJFyLeM/s320/Picture+12.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291557804477439730" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This boy was barely done school that he already had accounts and had a collection out. Since, he's showcased his stylish, futuristic and innovative collections at fashion week and is still working on his collection to come. I love him. I love his stuff and you should keep your eyes peeled because I have a feeling this is just the beginning for this Alberta country boy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SW9max8ExWI/AAAAAAAAAWU/4ENU6BiPfEQ/s320/n501303673_948825_3748.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291560697451562338" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 207px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SW9jyIO6CMI/AAAAAAAAAV8/9WiiW-8aSpc/s320/Picture+11.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291557800038238402" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SW9jyCnDg3I/AAAAAAAAAV0/ALnGLJDAVRw/s320/Picture+10.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291557798528910194" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-2524727988430478908?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/2524727988430478908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=2524727988430478908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/2524727988430478908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/2524727988430478908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/01/alberta-boy.html' title='Alberta boy'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SW9kOkSL3XI/AAAAAAAAAWM/zuJTlXr1YwQ/s72-c/Picture+13.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-5338601581331886917</id><published>2009-01-15T08:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T08:24:29.562-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Every man needs a muse and mine could be the bottle.</title><content type='html'>I still remember getting my first Dallas Green demo on a random grey CD and being floored. I think he had put out like 40 at the time. Everytime I'd see Dallas, I'd tell him he should tour the stuff on his own. After months of persuasion I convinced a friend of mine back home to book him in Ottawa to play Mavericks, this ended up being his first solo tour ever... I can't say I've followed much after the first release. Boy was I wrong to do so. I've been listening to Bring me Your Love and the whole record is amazing from beginning to end. I think Dan from Attack in Black and back in the day A day and a deathwish and Radical Attack maybe even features on it? It's bad when you can't remember things and you're still young. Both are incredibly talented. It's nice to not see someone for years and see they're doing well for themselves! &lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SW9iIY2ijaI/AAAAAAAAAVk/9jNp5ijaIZE/s320/l_d25a82156188790fd810c46809343aea-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291555983433305506" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the mean time I will keep listening to this on replay. Stream for free on myspace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/dallasgreen"&gt;www.myspace.com/cityandcolour&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SW9iw6SHdLI/AAAAAAAAAVs/rD2nT2i9dmQ/s320/5164JealfKL._SS500_.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291556679602107570" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/6743975807342456400-5338601581331886917?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/5338601581331886917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=5338601581331886917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/5338601581331886917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/5338601581331886917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/01/every-man-needs-muse-and-mine-could-be.html' title='Every man needs a muse and mine could be the bottle.'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SW9iIY2ijaI/AAAAAAAAAVk/9jNp5ijaIZE/s72-c/l_d25a82156188790fd810c46809343aea-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-5009565980957308494</id><published>2009-01-14T22:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T22:45:11.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's gonna save my soul?</title><content type='html'>I love this video. I love how accurate the song is. I think Gnarls Barkley is dead on. No better way to express what he's saying from both perspectives. Everyone has gone through it. Everyone gets it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One complaint. I wish I would've written it myself...  oh and the casting is super off... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kJrV-yKKNYI&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/kJrV-yKKNYI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-5009565980957308494?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/5009565980957308494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=5009565980957308494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/5009565980957308494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/5009565980957308494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/01/whos-gonna-save-my-soul.html' title='Who&apos;s gonna save my soul?'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-5023727869036234351</id><published>2009-01-14T21:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T22:27:54.291-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wale says NIke boots... I say Timbs.</title><content type='html'>Today was the coldest day of the year yet. While I enjoy winter apparel, I can't say my warm blood is on the same wavelength. I'm still frosty toed and yet I've been under the sheets reading for over an hour. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SW7RBLFmdLI/AAAAAAAAAVE/2fpuFWtnzXo/s320/weezy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291396430293267634" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weezy was playing here tonight. Despite the fact he's on every single one of my favorite sensual songs of 08', I couldn't bring myself to go see him play a canyon like venue. I think the show would either be marvelous (not sure it's the best choice of words) or dramatically terrible. Anyhow that said, I was speaking to Mira this afternoon and the first thing that hit me was that this man is topless 3.5/4 of the time. I couldn't help but try and imagine him fighting the -40 weather. More importantly I was wondering what an odd person such as himself would wear. I'd be surprised if he didn't backtrack thanks to the cold. Anyway this is what I imagined mr weezy baby wearing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 278px; height: 294px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SW7PtpQQ_2I/AAAAAAAAAU8/q0VbdovOpqY/s320/Picture+7.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291394995282050914" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SW7PlV5C-FI/AAAAAAAAAU0/HzuofOlSleY/s320/Picture+6.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291394852645435474" /&gt;A couple of these stashed under the good old Canada Goose...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 285px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SW7WnnP0m0I/AAAAAAAAAVU/-c1dv5uW4JU/s320/Picture+9.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291402588245498690" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 215px; height: 219px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SW7Pe3OWwiI/AAAAAAAAAUs/c7LfM59b9sM/s320/Picture+2.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291394741334098466" /&gt;Oh, he probably wore a couple of these. I'll take any friendly donations in the form of diamonds. Just one is fine... no really? Just enough to buy myself a trip away from this hell hole. I'd take a couple of my girlfriends with me too if you don't mind. Bahamas paid by Weezy? (he won't be there...don't worry.. hehe) Any takers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 296px; height: 287px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SW7R5oplLKI/AAAAAAAAAVM/oCKT6-Prw2M/s320/diamond_brillanten.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291397400301481122" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopefully no Montrealers got to experience "THE WAM" first hand:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ErzPGiZBcYM&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/ErzPGiZBcYM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-5023727869036234351?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/5023727869036234351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=5023727869036234351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/5023727869036234351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/5023727869036234351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/01/wale-says-nike-boots-i-say-timbs.html' title='Wale says NIke boots... I say Timbs.'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SW7RBLFmdLI/AAAAAAAAAVE/2fpuFWtnzXo/s72-c/weezy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-9008664597579258556</id><published>2009-01-12T18:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T18:38:50.427-08:00</updated><title type='text'>aquatic boy</title><content type='html'>I used to have a handsome boy in my life. He woke me up every morning. Pushed the rocks in his bowl until I got up to feed him. My girlfriends loved him, so did my parents... needless to say he was the perfect man. Since Freddy, I've had Kurtis II, Do Love, Freddy II and Kenny. I'm considering getting a new guy but I don't know if I can handle loosing one again... A Bird is always an option.. Laaaaadiiiiiiiiiesssssss&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;R.I.P FREDDY  2006- 2006&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c44/yesyesno/n500600969_52737_1517-pola-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-9008664597579258556?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/9008664597579258556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=9008664597579258556' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/9008664597579258556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/9008664597579258556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/01/aquatic-boy.html' title='aquatic boy'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-3490282537224165810</id><published>2009-01-07T14:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T17:12:47.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep em' Keep shoes</title><content type='html'>My girl Lindsay from Adrift Skateshop in Toronto put me onto Keep Shoes years ago when she started carrying them at her store. I think they had something like 3 models up on the website at the time and needless to say the shoes were crazy. If you know me, you know I own an abundance of shoes. Four wooden racks full to be exact, a basket and a couple walls covered. I own boots in all shapes and sizes, heels galore high and short and flats to last me a lifetime along with dock shoes in case I have to go to sea.&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SWVSFZ0MqQI/AAAAAAAAAUM/E8OxMzNSOD4/s320/DSC_0055.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288723590199159042" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SWVSFDswIQI/AAAAAAAAAUE/7-9MHU0X1uI/s320/DSC_0023.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288723584262349058" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One thing I do not collect or don't have much of are sneakers. Now don't get me wrong most of my girlfriends have a mean sneaker game and they look great on them. I for one have my standard airmax shoe for things such as the gym but i'd much rather see them on a nice man rather than on myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That said, I think Keep shoes are the only sneakers I'd feel comfortable rocking. I recently fell in love with these...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 162px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SWVSFwhg7gI/AAAAAAAAAUU/6mBcSJ5voHw/s320/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288723596294811138" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the snowflakes, I love that its knitted and I love the color scheme. love love love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/6743975807342456400-3490282537224165810?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/3490282537224165810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=3490282537224165810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/3490282537224165810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/3490282537224165810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/01/keep-em-keep-shoes.html' title='Keep em&apos; Keep shoes'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SWVSFZ0MqQI/AAAAAAAAAUM/E8OxMzNSOD4/s72-c/DSC_0055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-9140471749165711348</id><published>2009-01-07T14:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T14:26:55.272-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's just the way I was attracted to you...</title><content type='html'>This song was for sure one of my top songs of 2008. I forgot to put it in the 08' rap up. We made every single one of our friends turned DJ, all 2324932 of them, download it. We made them play it time and time again despite their reluctance. Time has passed and despite the fact they may not want to admit it, THEY LOVE IT! I think it was even Mira's ringtone on her phone for months the twist... It was my rendition of it...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's now 2009, i'm still listening to it. I'm heaaaaartttbroooookeeeeennnnn...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WTsHWzvJWDQ&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/WTsHWzvJWDQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-9140471749165711348?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/9140471749165711348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=9140471749165711348' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/9140471749165711348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/9140471749165711348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-just-way-i-was-attracted-to-you.html' title='It&apos;s just the way I was attracted to you...'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-5422513494065864325</id><published>2009-01-06T23:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T12:13:12.007-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zzzzzz...</title><content type='html'>I went a little zine crazy when I  last visited L.A. One of my favorite if not my favorite is "Will you still love me if I wet the bed?" by Liz Prince. Prince, is an enchanting cartoonist. Her cartoons are fun, playful and at times silly but they always manage to remain tasteful. From what I gather they are inspired from her real relationship:&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 102px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SWRcQuoiVUI/AAAAAAAAATM/w-kWQiBIUz0/s320/Picture+17.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288453304905520450" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If you are in a relationship, they make you reminisce on all the absurd and silly things love makes you say and do. If you're single they make you want to find your own version of Kevin or better yet someone that &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will still love you if you wet the bed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SWRd2tBlvbI/AAAAAAAAAT8/ym4GpcIFA-o/s320/willyoustill_lg-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288455056820387250" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SWRcqY_KLpI/AAAAAAAAATc/zqSwAlAGlDA/s320/Picture+14.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288453745771425426" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SWRcqRlx_DI/AAAAAAAAATU/Ve6VNlaw9UI/s320/Picture+13.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288453743785933874" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SWRcq4H4r1I/AAAAAAAAATs/q7WEehB6k6o/s320/Picture+19.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288453754129526610" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 263px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SWRcql3T12I/AAAAAAAAATk/JsOrhRfB9Ws/s320/Picture+18.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288453749228164962" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SWRcrcYAvkI/AAAAAAAAAT0/jDV8AGE1Emk/s320/Picture+21.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288453763860840002" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xo&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/6743975807342456400-5422513494065864325?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/5422513494065864325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=5422513494065864325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/5422513494065864325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/5422513494065864325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/01/will-you-still-love-me-if-i-wet-bed.html' title='Zzzzzz...'/><author><name>Kenza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475565709541897849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SUcO_1JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAACA/TM9a-RhcnIE/S220/n500600969_962544_9975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWFd22s9Hb4/SWRcQuoiVUI/AAAAAAAAATM/w-kWQiBIUz0/s72-c/Picture+17.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743975807342456400.post-5629058482569573802</id><published>2009-01-04T11:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T11:45:10.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheezy! Who said cheese didn't taste lovely...</title><content type='html'>Following Karaoke, I was thankful to attend the best dance party of 2009 (That just means there's a lot more to come). I had my first Djing gig which consisted of djing off you tube. Mixing off you tube is a challenge! Here are some of the hits that made my fellow party goers, shake, roll, fall and wish they were reliving the 90's. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UGEGPq7XvqI&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/UGEGPq7XvqI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2zocNOgJsrY&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/2zocNOgJsrY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UAZIT2hLyAU&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/UAZIT2hLyAU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XHnzjV8SaEY&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/XHnzjV8SaEY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Av7m_Pgt1S8&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/Av7m_Pgt1S8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with a banger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-oqgTA6N-iw&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/-oqgTA6N-iw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743975807342456400-5629058482569573802?l=servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/feeds/5629058482569573802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743975807342456400&amp;postID=5629058482569573802' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/5629058482569573802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743975807342456400/posts/default/5629058482569573802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servingtimeinthelunchroom.blogspot.com/2009/01/cheezy-who-said-cheese-didnt-taste.html' title='Cheezy! 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