<?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-1862579639353379967</id><updated>2012-02-18T01:48:00.635-05:00</updated><category term='Still Hating The Red Sux'/><category term='Promicin'/><category term='Road Rage'/><category term='Holding Down The Fort'/><category term='Promises Mean Everything'/><category term='Yankees'/><category term='Much Ado about Nothing'/><category term='Tell Me That I&apos;m Special Even When I Know I&apos;m Not'/><category term='I Love This Game'/><category term='Wishful Thinking'/><category term='Stopping the Madness'/><category term='The 4400'/><category term='I Guess That I Was Blind'/><category term='Jeter 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term='Hoping For Seven'/><category term='A Whole Lot of Shaking Going On'/><category term='Buuurns'/><category term='Peyton For President'/><category term='I&apos;m Forever Yours...Faithfully'/><category term='Missing Baseball'/><category term='He&apos;s The Wolf Screaming Lonely In Night'/><category term='I&apos;d Steal the Sun From the Sky For You'/><category term='One Night and One More Time'/><category term='Woo Hooing'/><category term='Just Saying'/><category term='Another Day'/><category term='Everybody Loves A Good Fight'/><category term='I hate arod'/><category term='Buuurns to the Goo'/><category term='I’d Walk To You If I Had No Other Way'/><category term='Coast Guard'/><category term='Goosefraba'/><category term='Stage Fright'/><category term='Sunday Bloody Sunday'/><category term='Red Sox Nation Here I Come'/><category term='Get It Together Yankees'/><category term='La Bamba'/><category term='Right Now.....'/><category term='And to all a goodnight'/><category term='One Day Our Paths Will Lead Us There'/><category term='Boo'/><category term='Playing Your Game'/><category term='Can You Read My Mind?'/><category term='But Still I Have To Say That I Would Do It All Again.'/><category term='Let&apos;s Go Yankees'/><category term='Random Ramblings'/><category term='Okeley-Dokely'/><category term='Buuurns Kind of Day'/><category term='Dropping Dead'/><category term='Coming Up Roses'/><category term='Approaching 200 cont.'/><category term='Top 5'/><category term='Cursed iPod'/><category term='Mars Attacks'/><category term='Sweeping'/><category term='Lets Go Yankees'/><category term='Lost For You...I&apos;m So Lost For You'/><category term='This Feeling Has Got To Stay'/><category term='Jack Nicholson'/><category term='Laying the smack down'/><category term='Economy Sized Dreams of Hope'/><category term='Ho Ho Ho'/><category term='Socialmothing'/><category term='Live For The Fight'/><category term='On the wings of my dreams'/><category term='Saying Good-bye'/><category term='Buuurns Grammys'/><category term='Anger Management'/><category term='Karaoke Fever - Car Edition'/><category term='And I Bet'/><category term='I Guess I Let You Get The Best of Me'/><category term='Inside I Realize That I&apos;m The One Confused'/><category term='Pop Culture Cred Dropping to Shocking Levels'/><category term='Buuurns Blogger'/><category term='Memories Are Great But Man They&apos;re Really Coming Back'/><category term='Listing'/><category term='You Don&apos;t Believe In Me'/><category term='These Things Remind Me of You'/><category term='Jovi verses Jeter'/><category term='Spectacular Spectacular'/><category term='Anakin'/><title type='text'>The Geek that is Millie</title><subtitle type='html'>HER NAME IS JACQUELYN BUT SHE WILL CALL HERSELF MILLIE.  THE WORLD WILL KNOW HER AS THE GEEK THAT IS MILLIE.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>310</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-978065196377039736</id><published>2010-01-25T21:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T22:10:25.900-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shuffling'/><title type='text'>Well I May Be A Sinner but It Wasn't Me This Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/S15brSzMG-I/AAAAAAAAEZE/zyggDv-IxDU/s1600-h/ipod-game.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430878999994440674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/S15brSzMG-I/AAAAAAAAEZE/zyggDv-IxDU/s320/ipod-game.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Monday folks. And what a Monday it was. For me it was filled with rain, frequent trips to the "Fresh Air" deck and making old man jokes about Brett Favre. Overall...not a bad way to start the week. And now that the pleasantries are over with....let's shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take It on The Run by REO Speedwagon - Can anyone explain to me why I get laughed at every time I admit to liking REO Speedwagon? This song in particular is pretty damn awesome. It is one of the ultimate challenge song. There is something oddly sexy about the line "If you leave tonight keep running and you need never look back again." I also like the reality of it, in the sense that at the beginning he doesn't believe it but by the end of it he basically slams the door in her face. It's just a good tune. It is an easy song to sing along because lets face it, you know some of the words even if you don't want to admit it. Best Line: If that's the way you want it baby then I don't want you around."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430879324402327154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/S15b-LUDnnI/AAAAAAAAEZM/t-gwYaKhKzQ/s320/reo-speedwagon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thick as Thieves by Dashboard Confessional - OK now here is a song of devotion. This guy is ready hang for this chick and its clear about one third of the way into the song that she doesn't deserve. What is it about dumb men sticking up for bitchy women? Oh well...not really the point. Vocally and lyrically this song is phenomenal though it is not one of the more popular DC songs. Another plus of the song is that fact that it is quick. It is not one of those songs that drags on forrrrrrrevvvvvver. Its in and out in less than 3 minutes but totally gets the job done. Again...another great little tune. Best Line: I swear I'll make it right."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430879731828463858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/S15cV5GBGPI/AAAAAAAAEZU/b5z7GyjjWyA/s320/dashfj2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joey by Concrete Blonde - This is such a sad little song for me. I am not sure why it makes me sad because I sure that there is a chance that Joey and his love worked things out but I don't really think so. If the guy is passed out on the floor I'd say that the ship has sailed. What makes this song so great is the unabashed pleading for another chance. I think that deep down most of our egos yearn to have someone plead and fight for our love like that. I also think we all want to love someone so much that our hearts refuse to let them go. Or maybe its just me. Best Line: But if its love you're looking for then I can give a little more."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430878461605127810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/S15bL9JLJoI/AAAAAAAAEYs/gOu9wuuO5RA/s320/concrete_blonde_blood.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;You Will Love This Song by Amber Rubarth - If you have never heard of Amber Rubarth before, don't feel bad....most people haven't. Now that being said...go out and download this song. It is one of the most well written story telling songs I have heard in a long time. The details of this song make it easy for you to picture the way that the whole relationship played out which is cool. More significantly, anyone who has ever been dumped can relate to the song so that takes it up a notch on the greatness charts. But best of all, it is not a depressing song. Her bubbly and sweet voice is catchy and pleasant to listen to. So yeah...download this song. Best Line: Now I'm wondering if I imagined it or if it was ever really there?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430878250024200610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/S15a_o8WaaI/AAAAAAAAEYk/VVLVzD11tos/s320/amber%2520guitar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862579639353379967-978065196377039736?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/978065196377039736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=978065196377039736' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/978065196377039736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/978065196377039736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2010/01/well-i-may-be-sinner-but-it-wasnt-me.html' title='Well I May Be A Sinner but It Wasn&apos;t Me This Time!'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/S15brSzMG-I/AAAAAAAAEZE/zyggDv-IxDU/s72-c/ipod-game.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-4116642607821275215</id><published>2010-01-24T20:50:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T20:57:03.014-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peyton For President'/><title type='text'>BEST COMMERCIAL EVER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;OMG! I have officially seen the BEST COMMERCIAL EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bVqyt4iS7uI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bVqyt4iS7uI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, how funny is this commercial? I don't what sets above the rest except for the fact that I cannot stop laughing when I see or even think about it. It is fucking hilarious. And so I have decided to immortalize it on my blog so I can laugh at it anytime that I fee like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Congrats to Peyton Manning for leading the Colts to victory today. Once again I say...In &lt;a href="http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2008/01/peyton-for-president.html"&gt;Peyton&lt;/a&gt; I trust! The Colts are going all the way!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430490261396870306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/S1z6HurHVKI/AAAAAAAAEYc/YrkyHSWAvW4/s320/peytonmanning.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luv Ya, Millie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862579639353379967-4116642607821275215?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/4116642607821275215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=4116642607821275215' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/4116642607821275215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/4116642607821275215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2010/01/best-commercial-ever.html' title='BEST COMMERCIAL EVER'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/S1z6HurHVKI/AAAAAAAAEYc/YrkyHSWAvW4/s72-c/peytonmanning.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-2001235223554489013</id><published>2010-01-19T20:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T21:07:10.778-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Covering the Covers'/><title type='text'>Cover Me</title><content type='html'>By now you know that I am a huge fan of covers. Mo help me but I really love them. There is something about them that touches my heart. I think that it is the fact that they offer a new spin on an old song. I don't know...but that is not the point. Tonight's point is that when it comes to covers...one band has it all over another other cover band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is only one cover band to span multiple decades...covering hit after hit after. There is only one cover band that your child will listen to now while your mother sings along. You know who I am talking about...&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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428637196082101090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/S1ZkxIbyO2I/AAAAAAAAEYU/miLSkvylVhE/s320/Alvin%2520and%2520chipmunks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C-H-I-P-M-U-N-K-S!!!!!! Holla!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in honor of the most successful cover band of all time...here are my five favorite songs covered by those lovable furry little rodents. Take a few minutes to embrace your inner child and sing along with Alvin and The Chipmunks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dk0vLuWEhMk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dk0vLuWEhMk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daydream Believer - So I fully admit that this song makes my list because I am quite the sentimental sap. You see, this song has been a favorite of mine since I was a girl and The Chipmunks have always been a favorite of mine. Put the two together and Millie is in music heaven. Yes I said it, this song is music heaven for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tOoj14PEwjQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tOoj14PEwjQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only You - Now the original version of this song was good but this cover is better. I absolutely love this song. The Chipmunks sing with such passion that I actually believe that Alvin really does love only me. You cannot listen to this song without smiling...and that is a Millie Guarantee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/X4FeJZ20WjY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/X4FeJZ20WjY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Want To Hold Your Hand - See now this I own all of my music knowledge to this cover. You see, I probably never would have been exposed to The Beatles music if The Chipmunks hadn't covered this song. Call it a generational thing but this song is what made me start to listen to The Beatles. Music critics be damned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PKhYVi1Ow44&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PKhYVi1Ow44&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock And Roll - I think that this is my number two pick because I find it to be such an inappropriate song for The Chipmunks to sing. I mean...isn't the song about a "dry spell"? I don't know and don't really care. In spite of its inappropriateness I think it is awesome. I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZSIrZp7MfrY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZSIrZp7MfrY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Livin' On A Prayer - So the Bon Jovi fan in me cries at the thought of anyone but Jon singing this song but all is well when I hear Alvin belt out this classic tune. The Chipmunks manage to capture all of the passion that Bon Jovi put into the original which is why this is my favorite cover EVER by Alvin and the Chipmunks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luv ya, Millie &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862579639353379967-2001235223554489013?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/2001235223554489013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=2001235223554489013' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/2001235223554489013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/2001235223554489013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2010/01/cover-me.html' title='Cover Me'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/S1ZkxIbyO2I/AAAAAAAAEYU/miLSkvylVhE/s72-c/Alvin%2520and%2520chipmunks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-5616406504822209439</id><published>2010-01-18T21:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T21:26:45.487-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shuffling'/><title type='text'>Your Words In My Memory...Are Like Music To Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/S1UXxMjbmAI/AAAAAAAAEYM/3EsewZltoLg/s1600-h/Ipod%2520Funny%2520Mac%2520Background%2520Apple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428271059815864322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/S1UXxMjbmAI/AAAAAAAAEYM/3EsewZltoLg/s320/Ipod%2520Funny%2520Mac%2520Background%2520Apple.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Monday Folks. I hope that all of you had pleasant long weekends. Now enough with the pleasantries...let's shuffle!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every Little Step by Bobby Brown - The best part of this song is that it serves as a reminder that there was once a time when Bobby Brown was cool. True it was long ago and never likely to have a revival but that is not the point. For a moment in time we were singing and bobbing our heads along to this catchy tune without getting laughed at. Truth is that this is a fun little song to jam to which is why you still catch people listening to it today. It is a peppy love song for the guy trying to get the girl. I don't seek this song out but I always enjoy hearing it. Best Line: "No matter what your friends try to tell you, we were meant to fall in love."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428270921350892418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/S1UXpIuzy4I/AAAAAAAAEYE/eQYdlXpcjhs/s320/bobby-brown.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Together by The Kin - So a couple of months ago I had no clue who in the hell The Kin was and now I absolutely love them. They opened up for my beloved Joshua Radin in NYC and it took all of about 45 seconds of them being on stage for me to fall in love with them. If you have no clue who they are do yourself a favor and YouTube them. They are cute and talented which is awesome. So here is your typical song about about staying together even after all the pain. It reminds me that the grass is not always greener on the other side. Nothing fancy but enjoyable. Check it out! And yeah...that is me with one of the brothers from The Kin. Don't ask me which one because I have no clue. Best Line: "Its all gonna be the same when you get there."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428270783162679554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/S1UXhF8LAQI/AAAAAAAAEX8/7eOvlDLKl4w/s320/100_1099.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Always Be My Baby by Mariah Carey - I think that this was the last song by Mariah before she went crazy. It was sweet and not slutty and I loved it. I miss the sweet and sober Mariah of my youth....but that is not the point. Remember how cute the video for this song was? The two kids away at camp and how in love with the girl the little boy was? It was adorable. The song itself is pretty adorable. I'll admit...I still like to sing it today. It is a confident little love song which is why it works. There is not much too it. Lyrically nor vocally is it one of Mariah's best songs but that is okay. Not every song can be a Hero. It is kind of like sangria. It doesn't pack a heavy punch but it is always enjoyable. Best Line: "Boy don't you know you can't escape me, oh darling cuz you'll always be my baby."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428270640066155362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/S1UXYw3TU2I/AAAAAAAAEX0/SKzn5JzY_mI/s320/320x240.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Set Fire to the Third Bar by Snow Patrol - OK so this song is FUCKING AWESOME. I hate that haven't listened to it as much as I want to and am doing everything that I can to fix that without overplaying it. I kid you not, I listen to it at least three times a day. I would listen to it more by I feel bad for Pat who can hear everything in my cube. Anyone who has been to a movie in the past three months has heard this song because it is used in the trailer for Dear John. If that didn't hook you I don't know if I can help you but I am trying. Just listen to it once in its entirety and tell me it is one of the sexiest and most awesome songs EVER. I dare you. Best Line: "I pray that something picks me up and sets me down in your warm arms."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428270473947703410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/S1UXPGBk6HI/AAAAAAAAEXs/TvI4aqyEyVM/s320/14vjmdz.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good Girl Gone by MIKA - Again I submit to you that I am truly grateful for the awesomeness that is MIKA. How in the world did I ever get out of a bad mood without him? I swear to you that you cannot be in a bad mood when listening to MIKA. His peppy beats mixed with his ass shaking beats always result in an outstanding song. This song is my favorite off his latest album. I think that I tend to personalize this song a little bit which would account for my near obsession with the song. This is another song that I listen to at least once a day. If you do one thing to better yourself this week, make it downloading a MIKA song. Best Line: "Needs somebody to notice but the goodness gets her down."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428270337661720242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/S1UXHKUd1rI/AAAAAAAAEXk/y_AFHExterc/s320/mika_chair.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good Night Peeps! Luv, Millie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862579639353379967-5616406504822209439?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/5616406504822209439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=5616406504822209439' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/5616406504822209439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/5616406504822209439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2010/01/your-words-in-my-memoryare-like-music.html' title='Your Words In My Memory...Are Like Music To Me'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/S1UXxMjbmAI/AAAAAAAAEYM/3EsewZltoLg/s72-c/Ipod%2520Funny%2520Mac%2520Background%2520Apple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-1352964687299393457</id><published>2010-01-16T23:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T11:58:32.247-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting and raving'/><title type='text'>TEAM CONAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/S1NBR_dMhbI/AAAAAAAAEXc/TJR_soEkOio/s1600-h/teamconan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427753753259050418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/S1NBR_dMhbI/AAAAAAAAEXc/TJR_soEkOio/s320/teamconan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So for the record...I have always been a fan of Conan O'Brien. I have never "got" Jay Leno. I am sure that it is generational thing but that is not the point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In light of all the talk about Team Leno vs. Team Conan I feel compelled to make it known that I am Team CONAN all the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love me some Conan. He is another one of those rare oddities that is not the most attractive but still manages to be incredibly sexy. He is funny, charming and can laugh at himself. How awesome is that? Love me some Conan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now you have douche bag Jay Leno making trouble for everyone. It is all too similar to the whole Favre situation if you ask me. Or like the guy this week who tried to make me feel bad that he drills for points only. Why can't these old guys just let go?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427753633168491826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/S1NBLAFYBTI/AAAAAAAAEXU/BwwcmauVsh0/s320/conan2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously....wouldn't you rather be remembered in prime and go out with some dignity rather than be remembered as the leech that didn't know when to say when.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fuck Jay Leno. Fuck Brett Favre. Fuck Points Only Guy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go Conan! Go Romo! Go non-IRR Reservists!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427753524497398514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 261px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/S1NBErQKuvI/AAAAAAAAEXM/VD6-Ioygq5Y/s320/saveconan.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862579639353379967-1352964687299393457?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/1352964687299393457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=1352964687299393457' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/1352964687299393457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/1352964687299393457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2010/01/team-conan.html' title='TEAM CONAN'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/S1NBR_dMhbI/AAAAAAAAEXc/TJR_soEkOio/s72-c/teamconan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-311475319529699648</id><published>2010-01-15T22:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T22:04:31.012-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Playoff Fever'/><title type='text'>Are You Ready For Some Football?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/S1Er3C-knHI/AAAAAAAAEXE/crffsyhpQm0/s1600-h/nfl-playoff-scenario-2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427167250650274930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/S1Er3C-knHI/AAAAAAAAEXE/crffsyhpQm0/s320/nfl-playoff-scenario-2010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So once again we have another big weekend of football ahead of us. Quite honestly...I only care because there is nothing else sports-wise to focus on. My Yankee withdrawal is getting worse by the day and football is simply a diversion. Now that being said it is time to get my predictions out of the way before the craziness begins. On Sunday we will revisit and see how I did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Arizona vs. New Orleans:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who I want to Win: Arizona&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who Will Win: Arizona&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In spite of the total self-destruction of the Cardinals last week I still think that they will win this game. Yes I know that the game is in New Orleans and yes I know that the Saints are the better team and yet I am still picking the Cards. Why? One reason...Kurt Warner. I don't know if the man sold his soul or what but the man always manages to find a way to keep his team in the hunt for the Lombardi trophy. They rarely win it but he keeps the dream alive. So yeah...I'm betting on Kurt to outplay Drew which will result in the Cards advancing to the NFC Championship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427167105574230626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/S1Erumhv2mI/AAAAAAAAEW8/1OGyqM7Rou0/s320/kurtwarner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baltimore vs Indianapolis:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who I want to Win: Indy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who Will Win: Indy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So help me Mo if the Colts don't win I am going to give up on football. No NFC/AFC Championships, No Superbowl for me, nothing. I don't care what anyone says, the Colts are the best team in the NFL and if they lose to the Ravens I am going to be pissed. Now that being said, if the Ravens win I do hope that they ride this wave all the way to end and that Flacco earns himself a trip to Disney. I won't be watching but I'll be happy for them nonetheless. That being said...IN PEYTON I TRUST.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427166965139383346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/S1ErmbXeJDI/AAAAAAAAEW0/hZeX-viM16A/s320/peytonmanning.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dallas vs. Minnesota:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who I Want to Win: Dallas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who Will Win: Minnesota&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn it all but I think that Brett is going to lead his team to victory. If there was a way for the Vikings to win and Brett to lose I would be all for it. Sadly it is a package deal and so I will root for the Cowboys. I will just feel slightly dirty for it as I do. &lt;sigh&gt;Maybe I will watch Twilight again during this game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427166814296025394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/S1ErdpbnKTI/AAAAAAAAEWs/wsDp207n4sg/s320/tony-romo-is-pumped1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;New York vs. San Diego:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who I Want to Win: New York&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who Will Win: San Diego&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This one could get ugly for me. I totally want the Jets to win and I am pretty scared of the Chargers winning. I want the Jets to win because when in doubt, root for the New York team. The Jets might not be my preferred New York team but I will cheer for them nonetheless. I also want them to win because no Colts fan can ever go into a game against the Chargers totally confident. The Chargers are a damn good team and it will take every ounce of talent that the Jets can muster to defeat. "LETS HEAR IT FOR NEW YORK!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427166635238819202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/S1ErTOZDBYI/AAAAAAAAEWk/DfmKs-xi5Wg/s320/mark-sanchez-jets-604b7a1c4dcecee6_large.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;As fun as this has been...Mo help me I miss baseball. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427166419159977794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/S1ErGpb1j0I/AAAAAAAAEWc/J1tPkGN_uMc/s320/New-York-Yankees-Team-Logo---Photofile--C10053765.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862579639353379967-311475319529699648?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/311475319529699648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=311475319529699648' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/311475319529699648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/311475319529699648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2010/01/are-you-ready-for-some-football.html' title='Are You Ready For Some Football?'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/S1Er3C-knHI/AAAAAAAAEXE/crffsyhpQm0/s72-c/nfl-playoff-scenario-2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-8998081334911945500</id><published>2010-01-14T20:18:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T20:30:21.365-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='REALLY?'/><title type='text'>Got To Go</title><content type='html'>So I am amazed at the fact that no matter times I see the USPS commercial with the clown I am still freaked out by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oKGKB5bc9DU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oKGKB5bc9DU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck is wrong with that clown? I would whoop whoever sent that to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has prompted me to ask the question of which is creepier?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The USPS Clown or the The King?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/x4_5qoy4oaQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/x4_5qoy4oaQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VOTE NOW and help me decide!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862579639353379967-8998081334911945500?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/8998081334911945500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=8998081334911945500' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/8998081334911945500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/8998081334911945500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2010/01/got-to-go.html' title='Got To Go'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-2432390664815258477</id><published>2010-01-05T21:30:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T22:02:46.699-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Never Sleep Again'/><title type='text'>Nine...Ten...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/S0P89hfGiSI/AAAAAAAAEWU/HcDlqZykFE4/s1600-h/freddy-krueger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423456510175250722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/S0P89hfGiSI/AAAAAAAAEWU/HcDlqZykFE4/s320/freddy-krueger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So help me Mo... I am so excited for the remake of Nightmare Before Elm Street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/B-tSvrkKx2Y&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/B-tSvrkKx2Y&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't quite explain it but there is something about Freddy that I absolutely love. OK so the odds of it being a life-changing movie are slim but what I can promise is that it is going to be great. All Freddy movies are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tonight I present you with my Top 5 favorite Freddy lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5 - Tell 'em Freddy sent you! (Nightmare on Elm Street 4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4 - I said "Where's the fucking Bourbon!" (Nightmare on Elm Street 3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 - Welcome to my world bitch! (Freddy vs. Jason)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 - Welcome to prime time bitch! (Nightmare on Elm Street 3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 - Help Yourself Fucker! (Nightmare on Elm Street 2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet just another reason to look forward to April! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423456359132995922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/S0P80uz0oVI/AAAAAAAAEWM/BJJBZXDWndw/s320/142224__nightmare_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862579639353379967-2432390664815258477?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/2432390664815258477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=2432390664815258477' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/2432390664815258477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/2432390664815258477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2010/01/nineten.html' title='Nine...Ten...'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/S0P89hfGiSI/AAAAAAAAEWU/HcDlqZykFE4/s72-c/freddy-krueger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-1515060264105912937</id><published>2010-01-04T20:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T20:36:21.848-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shuffling'/><title type='text'>Big Lights Will Inspire You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/S0KW9HmKqFI/AAAAAAAAEWE/L52r6q2rCdk/s1600-h/iPod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423062878062815314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/S0KW9HmKqFI/AAAAAAAAEWE/L52r6q2rCdk/s320/iPod.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So for those of you who are new to the blog...(Mo Bless You)...my favorite part of the blog is the Monday Night Shuffle. The Monday Night Shuffle is when I sit down in front of the computer, put the iPod on Shuffle, and write about whatever song comes on. Most of the commentary is the view from my driver seat but you can't really complain about that since it is my blog. My hope is that you are reminded of a song that you had previously forgotten and maybe...maybe just maybe...I manage to get you to laugh at my take on them. Enjoy my friends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423062482815448530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/S0KWmHL2ddI/AAAAAAAAEV8/9d7cvBW0eJY/s320/millivanilli-sl042209.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blame it on the Rain by Milli Vanilli – OK so I am assuming that you probably have tears in your eyes from laughing at me for having this on my iPod…dry your eyes and keep on reading. Aside from being one of the most laughable songs on my iPod this song happens to be one of the worst for getting stuck in one’s head. I think that is why I still like after all of these years. Say what you will about it about I am pretty sure that you have sung this song at least once in your life. Blame It on the Rain has to be the all time greatest bull-shit excuse ever written…opening the door for songs such as “It Wasn’t Me”. It is such a ridiculous excuse that one might be tempted to let the injustice pass simply because it is so ludicrous. And when you think about it…there is some truth to it. I mean…you have to blame it on something so why not the rain? I am pretty sure that they got it right when they said that the rain doesn’t care. So where is the harm? Nonetheless…I will forever think of this song whenever it is raining and my hope is that after reading this that you will too. Best Line: “Whatever you do…don’t put the blame on you.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423062377866851378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/S0KWgAOJ9DI/AAAAAAAAEV0/WDges2GOtEA/s320/green_day_foto1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;80 by Green Day - So the truth is that you really have to be a fan in order to know and appreciate this song. While it has received virtually no play time the undeniable fact is that this song is fucking awesome! The idea behind it is nothing new but the lyrics are so clever that it stands above the rest. It is early Green Day which means that the song is a bit raw but that's okay. Early Green Day tends to be better Green Day (American Idiot album excluded). This is a fun punk song that sings out for help. It begs to be rescued from the love that is driving you crazy. You know this part of the relationship, you know that you need to escape or lose your mind but you also know that you are too in love to actually do it so you beg anyone and everyone to help you be free. This song is truly a forgotten gem. Best Line: "Is there any cure for this disease that some call love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423062240810766098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/S0KWYBpcDxI/AAAAAAAAEVs/uiEy3xdNj4A/s320/Jay-Z-Alicia-Keys-Empire-State-Of-M.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Empire State of Mind by Jay-Z featuring Alicia Keys – Let’s hear it for New York indeed. There has not been a better shout out song to the greatest city on the planet since Ole Blue Eyes sang about waking up in the city that never sleeps. I think that it has a special part in my heart because of the live performance of it prior to Game 2. It was such a great performance that I can’t even be mad about the fact that the performance was supposed to be done at Game 1 while I was there but got moved to Game 2 which I missed. Oh well. The reason that this song is so solid has to be the fact that it is not some dumb “cool city” song that is just made up of catchy lines. This song is real and therefore manages to captures the greatness that is New York. Dreams truly are made there and if you doubt that, take someone who has never been to the city into Times Square, or Rockefeller Center, or Yankee Stadium and look into their eyes as they try to absorb the sights. I was lucky enough to share all three places with NYC Virgins and it was a lifetime memory experience. Only a place as grand as NYC can inspire a grown man to run away with a skip in their step, light in their eyes, and a smile on their face. Kudos to Jay-Z for capturing this in five minute song. Best Line: “The concrete jungle where dreams are made of, there’s nothing you can’t do.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423062041843982290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/S0KWMccD39I/AAAAAAAAEVk/ythnlMAtDyw/s320/savage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly Madly Deeply by Savage Garden – I tend to be unkind to this song and mostly because it was sooooooooooooooooooooooooooo overplayed in its heyday. However when I force myself to get over that not so minor fact I am reminded of the fact that it is actually a damn good song. Sure it is a pretty sappy love song but as far as sappy love songs go this one is better than most. The feeling that I get from this song is that the love is enough and that is no small thing. He promises to love her and her alone, as well as love more with every breath until the end of time. Now I am no longer stupid enough to believe that such a promise could ever be honored but that doesn’t mean that I don’t wish that it could be. Musically there is nothing special about this song but lyrically it is impressive. While it is a bit mushy and flowery at times, it is not overly so to the point that it makes me want to vomit. I guess it boils down to the fact that though I know that no one person could be my everything I still want someone to try…and this song is the promise of that. Pretty fucked up when you think about it. Good thing that I usually push past this song when it comes up on the shuffle because it is enough to push me closer to brink of insanity. The song gets bonus points for having the best line of the song being the opening line…you know what a sucker I am for opening lines. Best Line: “ I’ll be your dream, I’ll be your wish, I’ll be your fantasy.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423061882844995250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/S0KWDMHv3rI/AAAAAAAAEVc/nekqwk1_iU0/s320/100_1021.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;(You Want To) Make A Memory by Bon Jovi – Funny how time changes things. The thoughts that came up with this song a year ago are definitely not the thoughts that I have this year. For me this song will now be known as my World Series song. This song came on my iPod as I was driving back to the base after having been blessed to see the Yankees win the 2009 World Series. Nothing was said for the duration of the song. For my part I was thinking of the impact that the night had on me. The New York Yankees stole a piece of time for all of Yankee Universe that night. They made history that night and I was there to see it. I remember parts of the night as clearly as if they happened yesterday, while other parts are unclear but clouded with bliss. I might never see or speak to some of the people that I spent that night with again but for that night we were the closest of friends. Even if the stars align and the same thing happens again next year it will not be the same. There was nowhere else for me to be that night and I will never be back there again in that very same place but that’s OK. I stole a piece of time that night and it is locked away in my mind and heart forever. Best Line: “Baby just breathe, there is nowhere else that we should be.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423061558103654034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/S0KVwSXYPpI/AAAAAAAAEVU/VzV1qkhD7E8/s320/100_1009.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Much Love, Millie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862579639353379967-1515060264105912937?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/1515060264105912937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=1515060264105912937' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/1515060264105912937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/1515060264105912937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2010/01/big-lights-will-inspire-you.html' title='Big Lights Will Inspire You'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/S0KW9HmKqFI/AAAAAAAAEWE/L52r6q2rCdk/s72-c/iPod.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-8197503941298580112</id><published>2010-01-03T18:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T18:06:44.854-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Saying'/><title type='text'>Letter To Mother Nature</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/S0Ei67fhLLI/AAAAAAAAEVM/TM3khQRu5aQ/s1600-h/mother%2520nature%2520new.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422653822128434354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/S0Ei67fhLLI/AAAAAAAAEVM/TM3khQRu5aQ/s320/mother%2520nature%2520new.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Mother Nature,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am forced to write this letter to ask you one simple question and that question is “Why do take such pleasure in torturing me?” This is a question that has been plaguing me for some time now and I can no longer leave it alone. Below are a few of the examples that I have complied of your unwarranted and unjust behavior towards me to prove my point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first would be the snow. Must you make it snow every damn time I have duty? I mean, sure every now and then is fine and even expected but EVERY DAMN TIME that I am on duty? Is there something extremely comical about the way in which I try to shovel snow? Sure the snow shovel is almost as large as me making it quite difficult to wield but I fail to see the humor in such a thing. Perhaps it is the fact that you tend to create some magnificent snow drifts that I fail to navigate properly and therefore usually can be counted on to end up waist deep in. I fail to see the humor in this as well, being that by the time this occurs I am usually on the urge of freezing this tends to push me over the edge. Or maybe it is the fact that I simply hate snow and you enjoy the constant stream of swearing that can be heard during my encounter with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second would be the wind. If you must make it snow, must you always accompany it with hurricane-isk winds? Is that really necessary? I think not. Perhaps I would hate the snow less if it wasn’t joined by the wind that blows it into my eyes even when I wearing glasses solely to keep it out. Perhaps I would curse you less if the wind didn’t blow snow back to the same damn spot that I just finished shoveling. But no…you break out the big wind guns EVERY DAMN TIME that I on duty, making an already miserable day twice as bad as it needs be. Wind that exploits my daily inability to walk a straight line…causing me to crash into parked cars, snow-covered bushes that I couldn’t see to avoid, and to fall on the sheets of ice(we’ll talk about the ice later) that the stupid wind help creates. Is there nothing more amusing to you than seeing me struggle to put one foot in front of the other as I try to navigate the snow covered, ice rink that is normally known as a parking lot? Can you find no better source of entertainment that to watch me use every ounce of strength that I have to try to observe Colors?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the killer is the fact that when you add the above two items together you get the sucker punch of it all…the ice. Really???? Is it that amusing to make it so cold, snowy, and windy that ice forms everywhere that I am suppose to go? I mean, the reality of the situation is that I am a walking disaster on a good days but when you add ice to the picture all chances of an injury free day pretty much go out the window. Are you so bored that you need to coat the ground with ice, hit me with a gust of wind so strong that it knocks me to ground just to get a laugh? Sure it must have been funny the first time that it happened, resulting in me crawling across the ice over to a nearby crane which I had to use to pull my ass up on but must you do this EVERY DAMN TIME that I am on duty? Even the funniest of jokes gets old with repetition so I am struggling to see why this continues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bottom line is that I am sick of being your source of entertainment. Never did I sign up to be your Fool, Jester, or Personal Stooge. While I am not foolish enough to believe that this letter will change anything I would like to point out that I am not completely defenseless against you. Every time you behave this way towards me it makes me less inclined to do anything to better your situation which need I remind you is not that great to begin with. Keep this shit up and maybe I will start buying aerosol hairspray cans instead of the spritz kind. Perhaps I will choose not to recycle my next can of coke but through it into the ocean instead. Perhaps I will trade my hybrid car in for a gas guzzling SUV and drive it all over the place just to pass the time. The list of possibilities is endless…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next duty is the 11th. The ball is in your court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards, Millie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862579639353379967-8197503941298580112?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/8197503941298580112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=8197503941298580112' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/8197503941298580112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/8197503941298580112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2010/01/letter-to-mother-nature.html' title='Letter To Mother Nature'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/S0Ei67fhLLI/AAAAAAAAEVM/TM3khQRu5aQ/s72-c/mother%2520nature%2520new.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-7649364122327685170</id><published>2010-01-02T18:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T19:06:38.552-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stopping the Madness'/><title type='text'>Down For The Count</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/Sz_dlFsq4oI/AAAAAAAAEU8/1lpCOAIEI08/s1600-h/punch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422296105631801986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/Sz_dlFsq4oI/AAAAAAAAEU8/1lpCOAIEI08/s320/punch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Clearly my prayers for the new year have not been answered. I just had the unpleasant misfortune of seeing the new Free Credit Report.com Commercial...which sucks even more than the previous ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0ZZ8XyVuGDU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0ZZ8XyVuGDU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More surprising to me than the fact that these commercials are still being made is the fact that no one has taken it upon themselves to stop the source...Eric Violette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone needs to stop the madness...someone needs to punch him in the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, he has now become the #3 on my list of people that I want to punch in the face. If luck is ever on my side...I will get to punch them all before I die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now that you know the #3 person...so let's go ahead list all five people that I would like to punch based on the fact that he/she has achieved a remarkably unprecedented level of being a douche.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422295934378232978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/Sz_dbHuozJI/AAAAAAAAEU0/BSyYLr58Seg/s320/fake+umps.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;#5: The Fake Umps from Toronto - Now I know that not everyone agrees with me on this one but that's okay. A lot of people find this guys funny which is fine. I personally think that they make up the biggest duet of douches in sports. I mean...really? It might have been funny the first time that you saw it but after awhile it is just damn stupid. I mean, the reality is that here are two grown ass men who are still playing the "copy cat game" and spending big bucks to do it. Give me those seats and go play your stupid game somewhere else. I think that I stand the best chance of getting the chance of punching one if not both of these douche bags based on our frequent visits to Yankee Stadium.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422295788385751298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/Sz_dSn3UUQI/AAAAAAAAEUs/beu97mokl8U/s320/New%2BYork%2BYankees%2Bv%2BLos%2BAngeles%2BAngels%2BAnaheim%2BQY-H65AfOtjl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;#4: Carl Pavano - I've said it before and will say it again...this douche is a liar, a thief and a terrible pitcher! I think that this douche deserves a punch in the face from every Yankee fan who feels like he ripped off the Yankees. I doubt I could do much damage to him...since he is significantly bigger than me but that is not the point. I want my chance to try.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422295682405265234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/Sz_dMdDmb1I/AAAAAAAAEUk/DJ0YGRW2tHM/s320/violette.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;#3: Eric Violette - So on one hand I kind of feel bad for the guy. I mean, he was a struggling actor who was just trying to make a buck and so signed up to do an American commercial. Little did he know that it would become the most annoying commercial OF ALL TIMES!!! I think what really drives me crazy about this guy is the fact that his narcissistic ass thinks so highly of himself that he actually has disclaimers on his website about all of the people who are pretending to him. Right...because everyone longs to be a goofy french douche. More like everyone wants to punch you right in the nose you stupid douche. I would like to think that of all of the douches on my list that this would be the one that I would have the best chance of hurting. He is just barely a man and therefore should be easy for me to hit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422295551924659410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/Sz_dE2-mZNI/AAAAAAAAEUc/wY44gasig6A/s320/Kevin%2520Youkilis%25203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;#2: Kevin Youkilis - The nice thing about this particular douche is that depending on where I punched him...I am pretty certain that I would be defended by those around me. For example, if I somehow was lucky enough to do in the streets of the Bronx, I am confident that he would be not be able to punch me back because my fellow Yankee fans would protect me. I have given this thought because Kevin Youkilis is such a douche that he would more than likely try to punch me back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422295417810541698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/Sz_c9DXTXII/AAAAAAAAEUU/PWMr6HCNjys/s320/g_mcnabb_vi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;#1: Donovan McNabb - So help me Mo...this guy is king of all douches. Everything about him pisses me off and everything he says and does makes me want to punch him in the face. Again, I know that the odds of said punch having any kind of effect on him are slim to none but this does not deter me in the slightest. I would still do it and be proud of it. I would then proceed to brag to everyone that little ole Millie punched the World's Biggest Douche in the face. Fucking McNabb, I hate him so much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862579639353379967-7649364122327685170?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/7649364122327685170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=7649364122327685170' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/7649364122327685170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/7649364122327685170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2010/01/down-for-count.html' title='Down For The Count'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/Sz_dlFsq4oI/AAAAAAAAEU8/1lpCOAIEI08/s72-c/punch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-4855075764010538651</id><published>2009-12-31T18:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T18:56:28.949-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sing Away'/><title type='text'>Best of the Decade</title><content type='html'>What a decade it has been for music. As with every decade we had some good songs, some terrible song, and few totally awesome songs. Thanks to things like Youtube, iTunes, and Rhapsody all of said mentioned songs were accessible to people everywhere and anywhere you could find a computer anytime you wanted. Gotta love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a few things into consideration when making my list such as overall popularity, music and lyric quality, and impact on pop culture. I tried to keep it from being a list of Millie's favorite songs but there are few that made this list soley for that reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the trip down memory lane my friends!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IlRF43-xaYc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IlRF43-xaYc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) Rehab – Amy Winehouse 2006 – Let me start by saying that I don’t really care for this song. It’s not bad but I just don’t see what the fuss is about. That being said, it is on my list because I cannot deny that was a staple of the decade. Everyone was singing it though I am not sure why. Do you remember that clip of Rosie O’Donnell singing it to her webcab? What the fuck was that about? But I digress…but I don’t really care so I’ll move on. Best Line – “No No No”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zKvMf_lGIng&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zKvMf_lGIng&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) Can’t Get you out of my head – Kylie Minogue 2001 – La La La La…La La La La La La… can’t get you out of my head is right. Holy Shit was this song annoying. Everywhere you turned you heard it. It was on every radio station, played in every gym on the planet, and let’s not forget the extended remixes that graced every club on the planet. Personally this song drives me crazy but there is no denying that it earned a spot as one of the best songs of decade. Best Line – “La La La La…La La La La La…La La La La La”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WgBeu3FVi60&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WgBeu3FVi60&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Daylight – Matt and Kim 2009 – Thank you Barcardi for exposing this song to millions of music lovers like myself who might never have heard this song otherwise. You know the one that I am talking about…where they are going through time and everyone is dancing and drinking Barcardi. It was actually the perfect song because this song makes me want to hang out with my friends while having a few drinks. The lyrics are what takes this song from average to awesome. This song is all about just letting go for awhile. Forget the clocks, forget the job, forget the bullshit. Just kick off your shoes, run around and have some fun. No stress…just fun. I love this song. You can’t be in a bad mood when you hear this song. Best Line – “I hope someday I’ll see without these frames.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/u4FF6MpcsRw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/u4FF6MpcsRw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) Piece of Me – Britney Spears 2007 – Hooray for this song making it cool to like Britney again!!! It is catchy, clever and a ton of fun to sing. And it really is as simple as that. Best Line – “I’m Misses Oh My God That Britney’s Shameless.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AWpsOqh8q0M&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AWpsOqh8q0M&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) If I Were A Boy – Beyonce 2008 – Scorned women of the world united thanks to this song. This song was our generation’s answer to “I Will Survive”. Leave it to a woman like Beyonce could sing a song like this and make it work. Everything clicked on this song. There is no doubt that Beyonce belongs on every Best of the Decade list. Now I know that most other lists chose Single Ladies or Crazy in Love however I could not. Those songs are awesome but for me this song was her jewel of decade. The emotion that you can hear when listening to this song is what sets above all of her others. This song has soul, it has heart and to convey that in song takes real talent. Best Line – “If you thought I would wait for you, you thought wrong.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Kgjkth6BRRY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Kgjkth6BRRY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Hollaback Girl – Gwen Stefani 2005 – This shit is Bananas indeed. Only someone as confident and talented as Gwen Stefani could have pulled off this song. Not only did she pull it off but she rocked the shit out of this song making her a bona fide solo star. I really don’t think that I need to say much more than that about this song. If you missed the awesomeness of this song you must have spent the mid-00s in a cave. Best Line – “B-A-N-A-N-A-S.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/w8qIbaZivCc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/w8qIbaZivCc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Sundrenched World – Joshua Radin 2006 – Remember folks, my blog…my rules. So I can pretty much guarantee that this song is not on any Top Songs of the Decade List but it damn well should be! This is a truly beautiful song about the rejection. You try and try to make it work, then it gets weird, then it just sucks. I don’t know…I truly cannot describe all the reasons that it is great. This is one of those songs that you have to listen to in order to understand what I am talking about. But trust me…musically and lyrically it is my pick for the most beautiful song of the decade. Best Line – “I’m talking to you but you’re not listening.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/M11Kr1-q-pA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/M11Kr1-q-pA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) New Slang – The Shins 2001 – If you don’t know this song you should have someone kick you in the shin. Ok lame joke but still true. Everything about this song freaking phenomenal. It has made almost every bloggers Top Songs of the Decade which in itself is amazing since it has never been a mainstream song. So let’s start with the music, which is hypnotically awesome. It’s simple yet catchy beat scores in the playability factor. The tambourine is subtle but fits perfectly with the acostic guitar and nicely compliments the occasional whistling of the song. Musically it rocks. Now lyrically is where it gets a little tricky. I say this because the low monotone voice of James Mercer can be difficult to understand but trust me…it is worth the effort. This is a perfect song of how it feels when the magic fades and there is nothing left but the bitterness of reality. Best Line – “Turn me back into the pet that I was when we met, I was happier with no mind-set.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3gOHvDP_vCs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3gOHvDP_vCs&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Sexyback – Justin Timberlake 2006 – So I guess that I really hadn’t been aware that sexy had left but I do thank Justin for bringing it back with this fetish-filled song. This song made the bad girl in every woman want to break free. I had never thought much of Justin sexually or musically until this song came out and honestly my interested in him faded with the airtime for this song did. But for the year that it lasted, we all got our sexy onto this song and that is why I love it. Best Line – “I’ll let you whip me if I misbehave.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nIjVuRTm-dc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nIjVuRTm-dc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) She Will Be Loved – Maroon 5 2004 - Oh Adam Levine, why won’t you sing just for me? So this song was most definitely overplay songs of the decade but I freely admit that I never got tired of hearing of it. The lyrics of this song are powerful and so beautifully sung that there really is no way to resist it. The reality of the words is what keeps the song from being a sappy love song. This song is not a happy love song. It is not a happy woman and her Prince Charming. This song is about trapped women and the fool who longs to save her. He will put himself through hell to do it. Who doesn’t understand that? Who can sit and listen to this song and not hope that “everything works out” even though it is pretty clear that it never will. But in the end, what really does work out in this fucked up world that we live in? But I digress…this song is absolutely amazing. Best Line – “Tap on my window, knock on my door, I want to make you feel beautiful.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/s9JB2ETgatI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/s9JB2ETgatI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Soul Meets Body – Death Cab For Cutie 2005 – Yes I know…Death Cab for Cutie already made an appearance on my list. I standby this decision. This is song is one of those songs that you decide if you are going to like the first time that you hear it. Either you get it or you don’t. Luckily I got it because it is one my all time most played and favorite songs ever. There is no way to pick out one or even two specific reasons that this song is so amazing. Much like the other songs that I have selected for this list, every aspect of this song comes together and knocks the song out of the perfect. Lyrically is freaking phenomenal, musically it is catchy and unique, and the boys of Death Cab for Cutie are flat out awesome. You add that all together and you get the music magic that is this song. I realize how bias I am towards this song and prevented myself from making it the #1 on this list but believe me…I wanted to. Best Line – “If this silence takes you than I hope it takes me too.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/znlFu_lemsU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/znlFu_lemsU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Family Affair – Mary J Blige 2001 – It’s actually a little intimidating to write about this song because it is so awesome. I don’t want to miss anything. This might be the best “ass shaking” song ever produced. Oddly this song finally made me understand what Gloria was singing about when she said “The rhythm is going to get you”. This song grabs hold of your for the entire four and half minutes of the song and when it ends there is almost an urge to do it all over again. Mary J is DA WOMAN and she said it best in the best line in the song. Best Line – “You gots to dance for me”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kZgmO9GcTZY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kZgmO9GcTZY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) American Idiot – Green Day 2004 – It was tough for me to decide between this song, Wake Me When September Ends, and Boulevard of Broken Dreams. That’s right…three songs by one band from the same album and all three deserve in the Top 20 Songs of Decade list. But let’s focus on the winner. When I heard this song for the first time I was shocked. Not because it’s political message but because it was so damn awesome. For a punk rock song this song is remarkable insightful and incredibly catchy. This songs popularity spanned multiple generations as evidenced by the fact that my mother wanted me to set this song as her ringtone on her cell phone during the same week when a teenager in Washington got fired for wearing a shirt with the album cover on it. Let’s simplify this song and its greatness…it rocked, it made you think, and showed everyone that Green Day was the real deal. This song is a modern day protest anthem and America loved it. Best Line – “Everything isn’t meant to be okay.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xFYQQPAOz7Y&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xFYQQPAOz7Y&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Lose Yourself – Eminem – 2002 - Hmmm…who would have thought that Slim Shady would give us a movie like 8 Mile that would have given us a song like Lose Yourself? Eminem gave us a ton of songs that made us cringe, made us dance, and made us laugh but this song was some unique. This song was real deal and even if you don’t like rap you can’t deny that this song is powerful. I don’t see how anyone could not find some sort of courage while listening to this song. When you add into the fact that this is some dumb “poser” song but a song about real life it takes it from awesome good to ironically great. Lyrically there is no denying that Eminem is on top of the rap world in this song. He paints a picture with this song so that even if you had never seen 8 Mile one could picture what the “character” is going through. Best Line – “Look, if you had one shot, or one opportunity to seize everything you ever wanted; one moment would you capture it or just let it slip?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yDSK91mUNLU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yDSK91mUNLU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Big Girls You Are Beautiful – MIKA 2007 – How did I ever survive without the joy of MIKA? Seriously… Almost any one of MIKA’s song could have made this list because everything he does is outstanding however I chose this particular song since it showcases all of the reasons why he is amazing and because it is the song that made me fall in love with him. I doubt that there is a music-lover alive who could resist doing the “head bob” to this sing. The beat is ridiculously catchy and is impossible to resist. The best part is that the lyrics make every woman want to smile because let’s face…this song celebrates female beauty as it is…and not as the media says it should be. Praise be to Mo for MIKA and for this dance floor anthem. Best Line – “Big Girls…you are beautiful!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2p2L2fnKTw4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2p2L2fnKTw4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Take Me Out – Franz Ferdinand 2004 – The funny thing about this song is that everyone has heard it, everyone knows at least part of it but most people still don’t know who did it. This song is the only song of the decade that was forever stuck in your head but never drove you crazy. There is not that isn’t made better by listening to this song. Hell, just listening to it right now is making me type faster. If there was one song from this decade that I could gift to everyone for their iPod it would be this. There is nothing offense about it, there is no guilty pleasure shame attached to it…it is simply an awesome tune that everyone loves. Nod your head with me Peeps…you know you want to. Best Line – “I want you to take me out.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xbqtuFemMOE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xbqtuFemMOE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I Will Follow You Into the Dark – Death Cab For Cutie 2005 – If any of my old subscribers are still around (and bless you if you are) you already know my thoughts on this song. This is another song that I highly doubt made any other list from the decade but it seems like a crime to leave it off. This song is the best most romantic song of the decade, if not of all time. For that reason alone it deserves its spot on my list. Any man can say “Til death do us part” but you knows its real love when he promises to be there even after that. Musically the song is average but lyrically this song is one of my all time favorites. I don’t know what more to say. Listen to it, embrace it, and hope that you find someone to love you so much that he would follow you too. Best Line – “Love of mine, someday you will die but I’ll be close behind, I’ll follow you into the dark.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gGdGFtwCNBE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gGdGFtwCNBE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Mr. Brightside – The Killers 2004 – So I’ll be honest when I hear the opening chords I always pause for a moment, catch my breath, and brace myself for the wonderful journey that is this song. I kid you not…I have to stop myself not to get lost in this song every time I hear it. This song is a flashback of the one who got away set to music. It is four minutes of reliving the bitter love story that haunts us all. If this had not been performed as a rocking pop song it would be one of those songs that breaks your heart as you sob along to it. Luckily for all of our sanity, The Killers were smart enough to make it a catchy, face paced song that moves too quickly for one to get thoroughly depressed. Lyrically they capture the misery that comes from knowing that the one you love is with someone else and yet musically it makes you want to dance around. This song is music at its finest. Best Line – “It started out with a kiss, how did it end up like this?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/s1tAYmMjLdY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/s1tAYmMjLdY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I Miss You – Blink 182 2004 – So I have highlighted quite a few songs that kicked ass lyrically…this is my pick for the best song of the decade musically. From the drumline to the bassline, it is simple and yet freaking fantastic! Don’t get me wrong, it has awesome lyrics too but the songs hypnotic beat is what makes it stand above the rest. I think that it is one of the most underrated songs of the decade and that is a shame because it really does have everything. It is another song that captures me from the first note and doesn’t let ago until it’s over. Yet this is a song that is tough to listen to over and over again because it does hit so close to home. Lyrically they manage to mix iconic pop culture references with the simplicity of the title line and it makes a song that is almost haunting. Seriously…I love this fucking song. Best Line – “Don’t waste your time on me you’re already the voice inside my head.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PWgvGjAhvIw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PWgvGjAhvIw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Hey Ya – Outkast 2003 – OK, I firmly believe that anyone who says that they never got caught dancing to this car, be it in your car, making copies at work, on the treadmill, etc is a LIAR! This song is why Mo gave us this ability to dance in the first place. J The thing that makes this song better than your average rump-shaking tune is the fact that it is deliciously naughty lyrically. (I’m pretty sure that I don’t need to say anything more than that.) But if there is any doubt that this song is the best song of decade let it be put to rest by the fact that this song created such a frenzy that Polaroid had to release an official statement discouraging customers from shaking their film “like a Polaroid picture” as it could damage the photo. Hands down…BEST SONG OF THE DECADE. Best Line – “Lend me some sugar…I am your neighbor.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's hoping that the next decade brings us some equally good musical gems!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862579639353379967-4855075764010538651?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/4855075764010538651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=4855075764010538651' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/4855075764010538651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/4855075764010538651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2009/12/best-of-decade.html' title='Best of the Decade'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-3050443481659814185</id><published>2009-12-30T21:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T22:11:16.243-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stage Fright'/><title type='text'>Its Been Awhile</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SzwVu388HyI/AAAAAAAAEUM/56b5DHphkew/s1600-h/hello.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421231946484948770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SzwVu388HyI/AAAAAAAAEUM/56b5DHphkew/s320/hello.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that was one hell of a hiatus but yes I am back. I am non-semi back...but back for real. Daily posts, Monday Night Shuffles, Random ranting about whatever I damn well feel like. Why...because it is my blog and my rules. Always has been and always will be. But here's the deal...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I left for two reasons. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first was that I was not cool with being "stalked" through my blog. I have since realized that I don't really care about that anymore. So "stalk away". You know who you are and you know that I don't give a fuck if you stay up all night analyzing this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The second was because I was getting pulled in a direction that I didn't want to go. I went and it sucked but guess what....I'm back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So there it is. I've missed my blog, missed my readers, missed my wacky little world but as I said...I'm back and I'm taking back what's mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check back tomorrow for my Top 20 Songs of the Decade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Much Luv, Millie &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862579639353379967-3050443481659814185?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/3050443481659814185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=3050443481659814185' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/3050443481659814185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/3050443481659814185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-been-awhile.html' title='Its Been Awhile'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SzwVu388HyI/AAAAAAAAEUM/56b5DHphkew/s72-c/hello.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-8227233413128240453</id><published>2009-05-10T15:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T16:16:26.341-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Listing'/><title type='text'>Mommie Dearest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/Sgc05HAE0xI/AAAAAAAAEUE/nq17KR3gck0/s1600-h/Love-Mom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334290439380194066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/Sgc05HAE0xI/AAAAAAAAEUE/nq17KR3gck0/s320/Love-Mom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Mother's Day Folks. Being a mom is a funny thing. No amount of preparation can prepare you for it. No amount of sleep can keep you ahead of it. And yet it is without a doubt the greatest adventure a woman could ever embark on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So as tribute to all the Mom's of the World...here is my list of the Top Ten Pop Culture Moms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334290033134094162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 252px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/Sgc0hdndR1I/AAAAAAAAET0/u_2PVV8dWuI/s320/bewitched1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;# 10 - Endora from Bewitched: Sure she was terrible to Darrin but it was understandable. Think about it, your daughter is an all powerful witch and she marries a mortal? It would be like marrying a minor league bat boy when Derek Jeter is trying to court you. Yet for all of the abuse that she gave Darrin...she never used her magic to do anything too terrible to the man because she loved her daughter. She just did enough to keep Darrin in line. If you were a mom with that ability wouldn't you do it too? I would.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334289899437762466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/Sgc0ZrjxJ6I/AAAAAAAAETs/Z_iQcwgvyLA/s320/home_improvement_image.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;# 9 - Jill Taylor from Home Improvement: Jill deserves to be on this count as does any mother of three boys whose father's regularly blows himself up. Jill had a remarkable sense of humor considering how much shit Tim put her through. I also like that how well she played the nurturing mom in house with four males walking around grunting to show their "manhood". However I must point out that the house was always spotless which leads me to believe that they had a maid that we never saw or that Jill was popping Brad's Ritalin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334289774842385122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/Sgc0SbZ6kuI/AAAAAAAAETk/6bPZ4maA0nE/s320/_1259898_mag_150.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;# 8 - Dorothy Boyd from Jerry Maguire: Now here is a real mom. Within her first five minutes of screen time in the movie she discusses her grown-up woes with and the proceeds to "misplace" her five year old son. Yet in spite of these things...you can tell that she really loves her boy. Her major momma moment comes when she tells her love Jerry that she has to leave because he can't afford for her to stay. It takes a lot to walk away from love and yet she was ready to do it to provide for her son. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334289639627702626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/Sgc0KjsOQWI/AAAAAAAAETc/CMKtvE2sU7g/s320/foto-marge-simpson.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;# 7 - Marge Simpson from The Simpsons: Good old Marge. She might not be raising the picture perfect family but she is raising them nonetheless. For some reason today I am reminded of the time that her family had been brainwashed by The Leader. Marge fought off crazy bubbles, landmines, alligators and employed religion and flat out deception to save her family. Sure she isn't perfect but she is one hell of a mother. You gotta love Marge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334289520224201698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/Sgc0Dm4Na-I/AAAAAAAAETU/6dIiPwJM6Zo/s320/changeling.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;# 6 - Christine Collins from Changeling: Holy smokes...now here is a devoted mother. Christine was institutionalized as a result of her motherly instinct. You have to respect a mother who would be willing to take on an entire city police department for her kid. As I pointed out to someone this week...A Mother Knows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334289275844849266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/Sgcz1YfobnI/AAAAAAAAETM/YlpF7pT14J4/s320/Kitty_Forman.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;# 5 - Kitty Foreman from That 70s Show: Who wouldn't want a mother like Kitty? She cooks, she cleans, and defends her children to everyone...including her husband. Kitty opened her home to all of the neighborhood kids and become surrogate mother to just about every one of them at some point throughout the show. Quick to offer advice and a hug...Kitty was THE MOM of Point Pleasant. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334289132691886882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SgcztDNTkyI/AAAAAAAAETE/69S6wffUjM8/s320/forrest_gump_xl_03--film-A.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;# 4 - Mrs. Gump from Forrest Gump: Now here is another mother who was willing to go the extra mile in order to provide for her son. Seriously... I think what sticks with me the most about Mrs. Gump was not sexual degradation that she endured for him...but the love she expressed for him. She loved her son because of and in spite of everything that made him Forrest. She was always seen beaming with pride which is pretty damn cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334289010555506690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/Sgczl8NuUAI/AAAAAAAAES8/Aep3TRXbcEA/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;# 3 - Sarah Conner from Terminator 2: And here we have another mother who endured a mental hospital as a result of motherly instinct. What makes Sarah better than Christine is that Sarah didn't just get mad...she got violent. I bet that Christine would have gotten her kid back sooner if she would have rolled up with a shotgun. Sarah was willing to anyone and anything that threatened her son and she looked amazing doing. Probably not the most endearing mother to make my list but definitely the one you want if shit is going down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334288852814679042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SgczcwlYTAI/AAAAAAAAES0/BTUpoEOT0hQ/s320/Steel-Julia-Roberts-Field_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;# 2 - M'Lynn Eatentor from Steel Magnolias: So here is the deal with M'Lynn....she was not a picture perfect mother. She fought like hell with her daughter Shelby at points during the movie and that is what makes her a great mom. She was not afraid to tell off her daughter that she was making a bad decision because she loved her. We don't see enough of that in Hollywood Moms...the telling off of the kids out of love. I have seen the movie at least 100 times and it still makes me cry. I always think of the scene after Shelby's funeral and how much M'Lynn flips out. The anger and the passion...it sticks with me. Now that is a mom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok...so we have established that all of the above mom's are pretty damn awesome. All of them are willing to go the extra mile for their kids. But there is one mom who takes that one step further and that is why she is the #1 Mom in Pop Culture...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334288735459666706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SgczV7Zw6xI/AAAAAAAAESs/zMF6VmNJWC4/s320/Diane.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;# 1 -Diane Freeling from Poltergeist: It is one thing to go the looney bin for your kid...it is another thing all together to go to the beyond the boundaries of this world and that is what Diane did. Her is a mom who flat out refused to let her kids go and went into an unknown realm to get her kids back. Now that is love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334288632714404498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 154px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SgczP8pYopI/AAAAAAAAESk/_7gnRkp66So/s320/dreams1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Honorable Mention - Annie Collins-Nielsen in What Dreams May Come: Annie missed the list because the movie suuuuuuccckkkked! That being said...I get Annie. I understand her breakdown at the loss of her kids. Too bad was so terrible that the her portrayal of the grieving mother is completely lost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So all you readers...Happy Mothers Day. If you haven't called your mom yet...shame on you! Turn off your computer and pick up the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334288517206110626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SgczJOWD8aI/AAAAAAAAESc/ki3uoCkA2iw/s320/Heart%2520with%2520Mom%2520tattoo_Hdmc6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862579639353379967-8227233413128240453?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/8227233413128240453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=8227233413128240453' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/8227233413128240453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/8227233413128240453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2009/05/mommie-dearest.html' title='Mommie Dearest'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/Sgc05HAE0xI/AAAAAAAAEUE/nq17KR3gck0/s72-c/Love-Mom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-576766292747955410</id><published>2009-05-07T20:55:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T21:21:37.868-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Get It Together Yankees'/><title type='text'>Change Will Come</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SgOGLyf1HRI/AAAAAAAAERs/oM6pdItlo7I/s1600-h/100_0296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333253920828759314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SgOGLyf1HRI/AAAAAAAAERs/oM6pdItlo7I/s320/100_0296.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm just too pissed off to blog. Look for me on Facebook if you want to bitch with me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will say this...something's got to give.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So to make up for my absence...check out a few pictures from the concert and the Yankee game. Both of which were fucking awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333255177860762162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SgOHU9TnSjI/AAAAAAAAESU/scH2zj7HqhI/s320/100_0245.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Millie and Mack Dino...friendship is as strong as ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333254537294287154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SgOGvrAqkTI/AAAAAAAAESE/bWwVFjqPtKg/s320/100_0276.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Fall Out Boy!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333254831338931506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SgOHAyaXxTI/AAAAAAAAESM/YA_WH-SMX5Q/s320/100_0256.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333254183899646194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SgOGbGg0SPI/AAAAAAAAER8/N4YSxWs1Jvs/s320/100_0291.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Random kids that asked to take their picture with me.  Lets call it what it is...its Millie's Cougar moment... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333254056066117170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SgOGTqS7bjI/AAAAAAAAER0/1nEXhaXVcyc/s320/100_0294.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Dad of one of the kids pictured above.  Don't know his name either...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333253584409053346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SgOF4NPHyKI/AAAAAAAAERk/lb_YDc51miQ/s320/100_0308.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333253358812109186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SgOFrE0nmYI/AAAAAAAAERc/qZ1lOPxCF9I/s320/4234_76802496723_604171723_1780967_8041148_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Tex's foul ball that I fought to get! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333253143739249826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SgOFejnQNKI/AAAAAAAAERU/B0eNnEOoXvY/s320/100_0334.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Does anyone else wonder why I have so many pictures with strangers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333253018411548754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SgOFXQuzQFI/AAAAAAAAERM/l9UL2P3KDIs/s320/100_0339.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino and Millie on the Subway after the Yankee game....probably the most expensive Subway ride ever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862579639353379967-576766292747955410?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/576766292747955410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=576766292747955410' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/576766292747955410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/576766292747955410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2009/05/change-will-come.html' title='Change Will Come'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SgOGLyf1HRI/AAAAAAAAERs/oM6pdItlo7I/s72-c/100_0296.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-3885231128996705031</id><published>2009-04-28T20:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T21:11:42.794-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One Night and One More Time'/><title type='text'>I'm A Stray Dog Sick...Please Let Me In</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SfepICBPkSI/AAAAAAAAERE/dI8VEtaplmI/s1600-h/fall-out-boy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329914639462404386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SfepICBPkSI/AAAAAAAAERE/dI8VEtaplmI/s320/fall-out-boy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought it would never come but it is finally here...no not a Yankee win...I'm talking about the Fall Out Boy Concert! T-minus 24 hours and I cannot wait!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is going to be awesome...I can feel it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So in honor of the big night...here is the list of my Top Ten Fall Out Boy songs...and the hope that I get to see them performed live tomorrow night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In no particular order...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dance Dance - Here is the song that started it all. I, like most people found this song to be quite annoying when it first came out but only because it was always on the damn radio. Now that I am a loyal FOB fan I can fully appreciate that this song is freaking awesome! Patrick doesn't really showcase his completely amazing vocal abilities in this one but that's okay. It is a great tune. Best Line: "I'm two quarters and a heart down and I don't want to forget how your voice sounds."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Little Less Sixteen Candles A Little More Touch Me - For some reason this is one of my favorite songs by the band to sing. I love the lyrics but I have to admit that I absolutely LOVE the title. It is a fine example of the fact that Fall Out Boy has the best titled songs around. It is a fun song about the guy who screwed up and know that he is never going to live it down. I think that I could forgive anyone who was singing this song. Best Line: "I don't blame you for being you but you can't blame me for hating it!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm Like A Lawyer With The Way That I'm Always Trying To Get You Off - How awesome is this title? To answer my own question...pretty damn awesome! I will always love this song. It is great to listen to, great to sing, and it always provokes thoughts that are pleasant to think about it. Funny how the mind can link people to songs even though there is no good reason for it. It also reminds me that if you can't have everything...be grateful for whatever you can get. Best Line: "The best way to make it through with hearts and wrists intact is to realize that two out of three ain't bad."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;America's Suitehearts - Let me just say that this video freaks me out. That being said...I love the song. It is just an awesome song to sing. I sing the shit out of daily in the car. So you can bet that I'm looking forward to singing the shit out of it tomorrow night with Mack Dino. Best Line: "I must confess...I'm in love with my own sins."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I Slept With Someone From Fall Out Boy And I All I Got Was This Stupid Song Written About Me - Let this song be a lesson to you...don't break the heart of someone who can embarrass you on the radio. It also is a good reminder that someone with a brokenhearted doesn't act rationally and shouldn't be expected to. Mostly I love this song because it is funny. Damn funny. I doubt they will play it but here's hoping! Best Line: "I'm the first kid to write of hearts, lies, and friends and I am sorry my conscience called in sick again."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;20 Dollar Nose Bleed - I love this song because the opening line makes me feel better about myself. It makes me happy to know that other people ask themselves these questions. I am not too optimistic that they are going to play it tomorrow but that's okay. Once again the opening line is the best line so that is awesome! Best Line: "Have you ever wanted to disappear and join a monastery...go out and preach on Manic Street?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I Don't Care - As stated in a prior posting...this song is fucking awesome because of Patrick. He sings it so well that it still gets to me. It literally gives me the chills when he sings it. I seriously cannot wait to see what kind of effect it has on me in person. I am getting the chills just thinking about it. Oh and the first line is my favorite line which you all know gives it bonus points. Best Line: "Say my name and his in the same breath...I dare you to say they taste the same."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This Ain't A Scene, Its An Arms Race - This is pretty much a given to be played tomorrow because it is probably their biggest hit. It is another impressive display of Patrick's vocal abilities. So for that reason it is the bomb! Best Line: "All the boys who the dance floor didn't love and all the girls whose hips couldn't move fast enough...sing until your lungs give out."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coffee's For Closers - This song is tough to write about because it is so damn awesome. I could spend an entire post on the greatness of this song. Musically it is awesome, lyrically it is almost too awesome, and vocally it is in a league of its own. I cannot say how much I love it. It is really hard to even pick the best line of the song because there are so many great ones. But for tonight I will pick one knowing that it will probably change the next time that I blog about this fantastic song. It also happens to be the opening line...yet again. Best Line: "I can't explain a thing, I want everything to change and stay the same." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks For The Memories - I will go so far as to say that this is my all-time favorite song by the band. In the right mood I will find myself listening to it and singing it over and over again. It is a great little "screw you...I'm going home" song. Patrick really does sing the shit out of the song and that is just one of the many reasons that I love it. I will be super pissed off if they don't perform it tomorrow. Best Line: "Thanks for the memories even though they weren't so great."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just can't wait!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862579639353379967-3885231128996705031?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/3885231128996705031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=3885231128996705031' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/3885231128996705031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/3885231128996705031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-stray-dog-sickplease-let-me-in.html' title='I&apos;m A Stray Dog Sick...Please Let Me In'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SfepICBPkSI/AAAAAAAAERE/dI8VEtaplmI/s72-c/fall-out-boy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-2694255422290900759</id><published>2009-04-26T20:01:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T20:44:58.060-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Are You Ready For Some Football?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SfT-wcP0LqI/AAAAAAAAEQ8/IcMbA4bRLiE/s1600-h/n604171723_1757009_4807070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329164367255842466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SfT-wcP0LqI/AAAAAAAAEQ8/IcMbA4bRLiE/s320/n604171723_1757009_4807070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To answer my own question...No. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I realized today that I am not the football fan that I once was. As pissed off as I am at my Yankees today...I am wholeheartedly a baseball gal. That being said...I did have fun at the NFL Draft today. Here are a few of the lessons that I learned today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329164041627090610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SfT-dfL3vrI/AAAAAAAAEQ0/vk47G3M-dBA/s320/100_0227.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;- PA's are a weird bunch. Now this is more of a Coastie lesson than football but I feel obligated to mention it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- The NFL treats the military pretty damn well. Probably the best of all of the professional sports organizations. In addition to giving us free tickets to the Draft, they also gave us awesome seats and cool gift bags. So kudos to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329163392398655666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SfT93snwALI/AAAAAAAAEQs/CGiY62pfUSM/s320/100_0204.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;- Philly fans are complete assholes...and often insane. Anyone who doubts this did not see "Blanket Guy" today...the toothless guy who wrapped himself in an Eagles blanket after he took off his Eagles jersey because it was autographed by a cheerleader. He was completely insane. Then there was the "Philly Frat Boys" who screamed and cursed at a group of kids who couldn't have been older than 12....hence the asshole example. Bottom line...I am starting to think that Philly fans are worse than Red Sux fans...and that is saying something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329163113921020162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SfT9nfNggQI/AAAAAAAAEQk/nj6QdE73Y-Y/s320/100_0202.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;- It is harder to film a commercial than I thought. Granted it will probably never air or be seen by anyone other than Internet junkies...but that is not the point. I will never give anyone a hard time for using cue cards because I now know how useful they are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329162863257207794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SfT9Y5amQ_I/AAAAAAAAEQc/IKxUPApAlTE/s320/100_0219.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;- It is not good for the confidence level to stand next to an NFL Cheerleader...much less 3 of them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329162447046622562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SfT9Aq6QvWI/AAAAAAAAEQU/RpSmPdSJvss/s320/100_0212.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;- The ESPN commentary crew is much friendlier than the NFL Channel crew. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329162230256984050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SfT80DTlX_I/AAAAAAAAEQM/V59BgJ_vTZ4/s320/100_0207.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;- The NFL draft has its exciting moments...but they are kind of few and far between. You have to be a hardcore fan to stick it out. I am not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nevertheless...I am glad that I went and had a good time while I was there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329162023037309282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SfT8n_WkEWI/AAAAAAAAEQE/HMaDDJBitKQ/s320/100_0211.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now if you will excuse me...it is time for me to curse the Red Sux. I hate them so very, very, very much. Damn it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862579639353379967-2694255422290900759?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/2694255422290900759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=2694255422290900759' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/2694255422290900759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/2694255422290900759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2009/04/are-you-ready-for-some-football.html' title='Are You Ready For Some Football?'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SfT-wcP0LqI/AAAAAAAAEQ8/IcMbA4bRLiE/s72-c/n604171723_1757009_4807070.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-4775515340555334118</id><published>2009-04-25T16:51:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T16:56:53.768-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Let&apos;s Go Yankees'/><title type='text'>If You SoBelieve...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SfN49aOTCkI/AAAAAAAAEP8/UJqJ4l9laDE/s1600-h/YankeesalwaysontopoftheRedSux.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328735780516072002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SfN49aOTCkI/AAAAAAAAEP8/UJqJ4l9laDE/s320/YankeesalwaysontopoftheRedSux.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is all about revenge folks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If we were talking about any two other teams...one might say that it is unnatural for me to feel as much hatred today as I do. But then when you remember that I am Yankee fan who stayed up until almost midnight to watch my team lose to Red &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sux&lt;/span&gt;...it all makes sense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I still believe. The series is far from over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If any of you football fans are watching the draft tomorrow....check the audience for me! Sure it is day two of the draft but I am still super excited to be there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fuck the Red &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sux&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862579639353379967-4775515340555334118?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/4775515340555334118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=4775515340555334118' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/4775515340555334118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/4775515340555334118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2009/04/if-you-sobelieve.html' title='If You SoBelieve...'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SfN49aOTCkI/AAAAAAAAEP8/UJqJ4l9laDE/s72-c/YankeesalwaysontopoftheRedSux.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-4310113605555198591</id><published>2009-04-23T20:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T21:11:16.528-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lets Go Yankees'/><title type='text'>Something For Everyone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SfEQ1vB47TI/AAAAAAAAEP0/elxaq9h_M8s/s1600-h/NewYorkYankees(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328058349499510066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SfEQ1vB47TI/AAAAAAAAEP0/elxaq9h_M8s/s320/NewYorkYankees(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we all know that the Yankees is cavalcade of baseball greatness...but most of us also know they are a showcase of the most attractive men on the planet. There is something for everyone...regardless of what you are looking for. Don't believe me....read on my friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328057701499807250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SfEQQBCuJhI/AAAAAAAAEPs/i7NRerTaW6Q/s320/20010514-750-131.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Let's start with A-Rod. There is no getting around it. Alex is damn sexy. He has the body of God and no matter how much I hate the asshole...he is nice to look at. He satisfies the female desire for a bad boy. Sure being with him will probably leave you brokenhearted, humiliated and bitter for life but the ride up until that point would probably be worth it. My hatred for the man prevents me from ever wanting to explore that theory but I understand why a girl would.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328057584370451202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 314px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SfEQJMs6AwI/AAAAAAAAEPk/JgeXuplA2XE/s320/andy.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Let's move to Andy Pettitte. Andy is decent looking...but nothing to write home about. And yet he has quite the sex appeal nonetheless. Why? He has the whole Tall, Dark &amp;amp; Mysterious thing going for him. He has those dark intense eyes that lure you in and when you add that to the accent...you get the foreign feeling that I simply can't resist. I love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328057464238210754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SfEQCNLJfsI/AAAAAAAAEPc/ATlZ30VJmBs/s320/3329962232_081567765e.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next we have Mark Texiera. Mark is clearly a good ole' boy that you would love to take home to momma...until you realize that he is such a good ole' boy that momma will want him for her own. He isn't super hot but he isn't bad on the eyes. He is simply a nice guy and sometimes you just want a nice guy. He runs the risk of being too nice and falling into the "friend zone" until he turns around and shows off his best feature. What can I say? The man looks great as he is walking away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328056853528134882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SfEPeqGhROI/AAAAAAAAEPU/o7scSpdlkoM/s320/p5_joba.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Now we have Joba. Joba brings out the Cougar in all of us. He isn't drop dead sexy but that's okay. He has a mischievous smile and a light in his eyes. All I'm saying is that I strongly believe that there is a lot of fun that could be had with Joba. For that reason alone he is on the list.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328056184635339682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SfEO3uSDM6I/AAAAAAAAEPA/j9Yp6SQskcU/s320/d921887ebc_damon10282007.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Johnny...oh Johnny! Johnny is good looking but there's more to it than that. Johnny has so much charm and charisma that I can't help but being drawn to him. He doesn't take himself to seriously and clearly embraces challenges and new things. I think that things with Johnny would be quite exciting. Then there is the whole redemption thing. The man has lived in hell and come back and is better for it. Every girl loves a redeemed man and Johnny is pillar of redemption. Love me some Johnny Damon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328056713065858546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SfEPWe1tBfI/AAAAAAAAEPM/tOUMFKNYqXY/s320/New%2BYork%2BYankees%2BWorkout%2BlvPa3ZNHRKcl.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Next we have the Swish. It is hard for me to believe that I never noticed Nick Swisher before but the man has my attention now! My oh my...what's not to love? In addition to his talent on the field he is a great guy off the field. He supports a ton of charities, loves the military, and loves his fans. Overall he loves his life. He always seems happy and positive and I really could use some of that. He strikes me as the type of man that would be impossible to be down around. He seems to bring up everyone around him. Who wouldn't love that? Seriously...I am crushing on the Swish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328055465425226946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SfEON3A_zMI/AAAAAAAAEO0/2Sq67pw47xM/s320/C6_2008_mens_01_full.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;But if you want the whole package...you need look no further than Mr. Clutch...the face of the Yankees...#2 on the field but #1 in our hearts....Derek Jeter! Derek is the real deal...the whole package...the alpha of all men. If you read the blog...you know this which means that there is no reason for me to elaborate. If you don't read the blog (WTF are you doing here than?) just look at the picture and tell me that you would give all for Derek Jeter?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There you have it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One might ask why I would write this considering that most of my readers are men and are wanting to throw up by now....assuming you are still reading in the first place. Simply because I still cannot cheer myself up and desperate measures. If I can't feel happy than I might as well be looking at good looking men. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328055183692689538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SfEN9deucII/AAAAAAAAEOs/s3qjON-8-JY/s320/e49b2dba-1063-415d-85a7-0d8052a3f031.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862579639353379967-4310113605555198591?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/4310113605555198591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=4310113605555198591' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/4310113605555198591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/4310113605555198591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2009/04/something-for-everyone.html' title='Something For Everyone'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SfEQ1vB47TI/AAAAAAAAEP0/elxaq9h_M8s/s72-c/NewYorkYankees(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-8383087574141410158</id><published>2009-04-21T21:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T21:23:00.753-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Laughter Is The Best Medicine</title><content type='html'>If you can't laugh on your own...find something else that will make you laugh.  The inner geek in me is going to shine bright here as I reflect on a few of my favorite scenes from one of my favorite movies.  It is a movie that always makes me laugh, it always makes me cry, and truthfully I can never watch it enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is my absolute favorite scene from the movie.  I share this with you because I have decided that if life can't make me laugh...I will do it on my own.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take that karma. &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/1BO-0QX3xFg&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/1BO-0QX3xFg&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/1862579639353379967-8383087574141410158?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/8383087574141410158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=8383087574141410158' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/8383087574141410158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/8383087574141410158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2009/04/laughter-is-best-medicine.html' title='Laughter Is The Best Medicine'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-3358201442231929599</id><published>2009-04-20T23:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T23:04:00.668-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Change Will Come'/><title type='text'>And Baby I've Tried To Forget You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/Se0b3ot7EHI/AAAAAAAAEOk/Ar20VsMHyhg/s1600-h/ipod_whipping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326944576885952626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/Se0b3ot7EHI/AAAAAAAAEOk/Ar20VsMHyhg/s320/ipod_whipping.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It’s Monday and it totally sucked. It was not improved by the fact that the Yankees got rained out. Oh well. So let’s shuffle…as there is not much else to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel by Jon Secada - Probably not the best song to listen to in my current mood but the iPod Shuffle has a mind of its own. I love this song but it sure is depressing. It is one of those songs that in right mood you find yourself singing along, crying your broken heart, and then laughing at yourself for later (or so I am counting on). So see…every cloud has a silver lining. This is song that really nails the feelings that with come with trying to forget someone and being unable to. You know that you want to…but you just can’t and it sucks. And to make it even better…the best line of the song is the opening line. Best Line: “I can’t read the future but I still want to hold you close.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Never Even Called Me By Name by David Allan Coe – Oh does this song bring back some good memories. Don’t get me wrong…it is an absolutely terrible song…probably one of the worst songs ever to be honest but that is what makes it so damn entertaining. If I had a dollar for every time that I have heard this song butchered at a karaoke bar I could up and walk away from the CG and still be fine. Hell I have done it at least a dozen times myself. My favorite memory of this song at the karaoke bar involves my dearest friend who had consumed at least four too many double shots of Patron. The whole bar sang along during the chorus and the whole bar laughed their asses off as Todd fell off the stage. Good times. Maybe that is all I need…a night at the karaoke bar with a few good friends. I don’t know. I do know that the song has a good point. Best Line: “And I’ll hang around as long as you will let me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All You Wanted by Michelle Branch – For song with such simple lyrics I have to say that I really do love it. Maybe that is the key to it because some things are pretty simple. Some answers are right there, staring you in the face and yet we miss them because we think “It can’t be that easy.” Of course hearing this song reminds me that some people do not want to be saved and one must learn to accept that it is their own damn choice. Oh well. Best Line: “I wanted to be like you, I wanted everything so I tried to be like you and I got swept away.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right Now by Akon – Have I mentioned that I really dig Akon? His voice is slightly annoying but I still like him. I like his lyrics and his songs usually have a pretty good beat. Quite honestly I can’t really ask for much more than that. The good thing for Akon is that the way that I feel right now is that my expectations are incredibly low so he doesn’t have to do anything more than he is already doing to win me over. Again…yet another silver lining. And to think that several people accused me of being too negative today. I can’t imagine what on earth they are talking about. “Why can’t it be the way it was when you were my homie, lover and friend?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coffee’s For Closers by Fall Out Boy – Ok so I mentioned this song the other night. Big deal. I LOVE this song. Hell I love Fall Out Boy. Their concert is the only thing that I am looking forward to at the moment. Oh well. At least it is something that is sure to be awesome than something that has a chance of letting me down. As long as the band shows up and plays for more than 30 minutes I will be happy. In spite of some of the negative lines in the song I still feel a little better when I hear it. Perhaps it is because misery truly loves company. Nevertheless…it is a great song..While I am still hearing the line “I will never believe in anything again” in my head over and over again that is not my pick for the best line of the song. Once again tonight the best line of the song is the opening line which momentarily cheers me up. Best Line: “I can’t explain a thing…I want everything to change and stay the same.” I hear ya FOB…so help me I hear ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the love of Bob Cat Bob this sucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862579639353379967-3358201442231929599?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/3358201442231929599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=3358201442231929599' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/3358201442231929599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/3358201442231929599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2009/04/and-baby-ive-tried-to-forget-you.html' title='And Baby I&apos;ve Tried To Forget You'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/Se0b3ot7EHI/AAAAAAAAEOk/Ar20VsMHyhg/s72-c/ipod_whipping.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-1549082994947440294</id><published>2009-04-19T17:10:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T17:25:49.325-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Let&apos;s Go Yankees'/><title type='text'>Hip Hip Jorge!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SeuWoaVXF5I/AAAAAAAAEOc/oIzQ9_CB9HY/s1600-h/jorge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326516605303592850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SeuWoaVXF5I/AAAAAAAAEOc/oIzQ9_CB9HY/s320/jorge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hip Hip Jorge...Hip Hip Jorge!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It wasn't pretty but what worth obtaining ever is? The point is that the Yankees won. That of course means that Carl Pavano lost. Guess what...I still HATE Pavano. I wanted to throw something at the TV every time I saw that asshole smile of his...and he smiled a lot while he was on the mound. Bet the asshole isn't smiling now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or maybe he is...after all, he still has the whole 9 wins...$40 million scam he pulled on the Yankees so I bet he wakes up with a smile every damn day. Asshole.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326516492447606418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SeuWh16ZZpI/AAAAAAAAEOU/Vej84Pfi6GA/s320/medium_pavano.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;The Yankee win helped...especially seeing big hits and good plays by new passions of mine Nick Swisher and Mark Texiera. But even better for me was to see long time loves Derek Jeter and Jorge Posada making things happen on the field as they have always done. Regardless of everything else...I will always have my Yankees. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's give some kudos to Cody Ransom. I didn't boo him once today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank goodness I only have a few hours to go until Episode 3 of Season 3 of The Tudors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326516389752963410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SeuWb3WFgVI/AAAAAAAAEOM/ZtcHUC9t4CM/s320/cavill.jpg" border="0" /&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/1862579639353379967-1549082994947440294?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/1549082994947440294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=1549082994947440294' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/1549082994947440294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/1549082994947440294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2009/04/hip-hip-jorge.html' title='Hip Hip Jorge!'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SeuWoaVXF5I/AAAAAAAAEOc/oIzQ9_CB9HY/s72-c/jorge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-4887610963666534132</id><published>2009-04-18T20:37:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T21:28:44.361-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hating Wang'/><title type='text'>When It Rains, It Pours &amp; Now I'm Drowning...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/Sep9ylamrqI/AAAAAAAAEOE/8dSL8aYKR1E/s1600-h/t1_wang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326207817309662882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/Sep9ylamrqI/AAAAAAAAEOE/8dSL8aYKR1E/s320/t1_wang.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WTF?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously...WTF?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know shit is bad when the one thing that you think that you can count on lets you down...leaving you with nothing more than an emotionally exhausted, pissed off version of yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And to top it off...I made it home just in time to see the slaughter of my beloved Yankees...leaving me asking myself and anyone who will listen...what the fuck?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So let's talk about the Yankee game...which wasn't really game...more like a damn train wreck that I couldn't look away from.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wang...fucking Wang. The man is 0-3 and wonders why he is getting booed. I wish that I was at the game today so that I could have booed along with the rest of the Yankee faithful. His sinker doesn't sink, his curve ball curse the wrong god damn way and his fastball isn't fast. How in the hell can a position player like Nick Swisher manage to strike a man out and Wang can't find the fucking plate in three consecutive starts? The man has an ERA of 34.50. WTF?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And what the fuck was Girardi waiting for today? He owns part of this loss again because he waits too damn long to go to the bullpen. I'm all for having faith in your team but come on! I also think that it was pretty fucked up to put poor Claggett into the game when and for as long as he did. Think about it...the kids first game in the big leagues and he has pretty much manhandled as he did his best to clean up after Wang. That was pretty shitty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And to think...at the end of the 1st inning I was actually close to happy. Tex had hit a big home run and I was thinking..."Okay...here is my sunshine today." I was actually sitting on the couch thinking that the Yankee game would be the one thing to cheer me up after such a terrible day and look what happened. By the end of the second inning all I could hear was a line from Coffee's For Closer...."I will never believe in anything again." Wouldn't that just solve all of my problems?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yet I'm not giving up hope. In spite of a disappointing day...I will still be there tomorrow...clinging to the hope that it will all get better in time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luckily for us Yankee fans AJ has the ball tomorrow...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326207425243512386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/Sep9bw2v_kI/AAAAAAAAEN8/5xP47uVt_4I/s320/aj-burnett-yankees.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyone have an umbrella...ella...ella...eh...eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862579639353379967-4887610963666534132?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/4887610963666534132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=4887610963666534132' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/4887610963666534132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/4887610963666534132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2009/04/when-it-rains-it-pours-now-i-drowning.html' title='When It Rains, It Pours &amp;amp; Now I&amp;#39;m Drowning...'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/Sep9ylamrqI/AAAAAAAAEOE/8dSL8aYKR1E/s72-c/t1_wang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-2390581848690435266</id><published>2009-04-12T15:10:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T16:08:33.496-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Easter'/><title type='text'>Bunny Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SeJIvlB_y2I/AAAAAAAAEN0/XXOY19If6Ns/s1600-h/Happy-Easter.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323897691736886114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SeJIvlB_y2I/AAAAAAAAEN0/XXOY19If6Ns/s320/Happy-Easter.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Easter folks. Right or wrong...Easter always makes me think of bunnies. So here is my list of my favorite bunnies/rabbits in the world of pop culture and the lessons that they have taught us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323897565341110722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SeJIoOK5UcI/AAAAAAAAENs/LxpS2xMlQNU/s320/eddie_rabbit_all_time_greatest_hits.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;10 Eddie Rabbit - "Oh I love a rainy night."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am fan of Eddie Rabbit for reason and that is because I too love a rainy night. ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lesson - A little rain is a good thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323897461605454050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SeJIiLuY0OI/AAAAAAAAENk/CFXhQxpuNjA/s320/white+rabbit.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;#9 The White Rabbit - "I'm late...late for a very important date."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Personally I am disturbed by every aspect of the whole Alice in Wonderland thing and that includes the White Rabbit. He was damn cute though probably completely insane. Curse him for inspiring Flavor Flav to carry that damn giant clock. Though I suppose he teaches is us as that even a broken clock is right twice a day...unless of course you a prisoner to military time. But I prefer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lesson - Stay away from a fool who carries a broken clock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323897343754361186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SeJIbUsf2WI/AAAAAAAAENc/vr9Okl_nHbw/s320/harvey.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;#8 Harvey - "Have you met my friend Harvey?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not a fan of Harvey and largely because every drunk idiot I know makes reference to him. You go to a movie theater or bar and ask if that seat is taken and you have good odds that a reference to the world's most popular imaginary friend will be made. Stupid Harvey. He makes the list for popularity reasons and not because I actually care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lesson - Hallucinations are never a good thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323897214363932626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SeJITyral9I/AAAAAAAAENU/elq93W9HQeg/s320/energizerbunny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;#7 Energizer Bunny - "It just keeps going and going and going..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate this damn bunny too He was cute when he first came out and now has been exploited to the point where I want to throw something at the TV when I see him. And yet he is one of the most recognizable marketing gimmicks so the long eared fool deserves his spot on my list.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lesson - Even the cutest rabbit can be fucking annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323897064769285186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 305px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SeJILFZRbEI/AAAAAAAAENM/pC_jXi1gVuY/s320/peter.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;#6 Peter Rabbit - "Run Peter....Run!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poor Peter Rabbit...all he wanted was some veggies and it almost cost him his life. Next time Peter should hop over to the Wawa and grab some Cheetos and a Red Bull.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lesson - Veggies can be hazardous to your health.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323896944136021874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SeJIEEAD53I/AAAAAAAAENE/9gTKmVGWacU/s320/Fatal-Attraction-bunny_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;#5 The Fatal Attraction Bunny - "Tonight's special...Rabbit Stew!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is there any image of a movie bunny that sticks in your head more than this one? I think not. I think that it is one of the greatest "Holy Shit" moments in movie history. You know...the type of scene that makes you say "Holy Shit did I really just see that?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lesson - Not even bunnies are safe from the wrath of the woman scorned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323896839162820578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SeJH988f9-I/AAAAAAAAEM8/-JogFqQGSyM/s320/MontyPythonKillerRabbit1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;#4 The Killer Rabbit from Monty Python - "Look at the bones!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Has any other rabbit ever been so simultaneously funny and creepy? This is one of those weird things that I find myself loving even though there is no good reason for me to. Oh well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lesson - Never underestimate something cute and cuddly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323896696798499058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SeJH1qmM0PI/AAAAAAAAEM0/yJpu6IQYsRc/s320/jessica.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;#3 Jessica Rabbit "I'm not bad...I'm just drawn that way."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK so she isn't technically a rabbit...she just married into the family. That's okay. She is too much a bad ass rabbit to be left of the list because of such a minor detail. Overall I am happy with my geeky ways...and yet there is a small part of me that wishes I was a little more like Jessica. She was sexy, smart, cunning and enough to turn the heads of men, cartoons, and rabbits alike. Now that is some range of admirers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lesson - Be careful of whom you choose to play patty cake with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323896578665425778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 313px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SeJHuyhFK3I/AAAAAAAAEMs/Jy1wCVW2hQw/s320/Bugs-Bunny-Neener.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;#2 Bugs Bunny - "Ain't I stinker?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sure he is cute but he really is a bastard. Think of all of the dirty tricks he pulled on his many nemeses. Think of vanity that he showed. Think of all of the times that he laughed at their failures. No wonder he had so many people trying to eat him. And yet we learned a very valuable lesson from Bugs which makes him worthy of the #2 spot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lesson - If you can't be smart and well-liked...be a smart ass who is well-sought after.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the #1 Bunny/Rabbit in the world of pop culture....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323896455949129202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SeJHnpXPFfI/AAAAAAAAEMk/nf3HsH5m6nk/s320/accessories4_03_03_08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;#1 The Playboy Bunny "Who Loves You?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I have no support for the statement that I am about to make other than my own gut feeling but being that this is my blog...that is enough for me.) The Playboy Bunny is probably the most widely recognized bunny around today. That little guy is everywhere....included tattooed on me! What I find the most amazing about the Playboy Bunny is the fact that he just seems to pop up places. One a necklace here...a windshield there.... My point is that it goes beyond the cover of the magazine. It is an worldwide icon. For men it means naked ladies and for women it is a symbol of sexual liberation and celebration.&lt;/div&gt;Lesson - If you are going to get a tattoo of a logo...it might as well be the Playboy Bunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for EW online and HS1 for inspiring me to write this particular post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862579639353379967-2390581848690435266?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/2390581848690435266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=2390581848690435266' title='44 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/2390581848690435266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/2390581848690435266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2009/04/bunny-love.html' title='Bunny Love'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SeJIvlB_y2I/AAAAAAAAEN0/XXOY19If6Ns/s72-c/Happy-Easter.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>44</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-5635519573456204428</id><published>2009-04-09T20:24:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T20:37:16.060-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taps'/><title type='text'>A Moment of Silence</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/Sd6UmILwxXI/AAAAAAAAEMc/LGuxdncIjvk/s1600-h/57747_feature.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322855192351262066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/Sd6UmILwxXI/AAAAAAAAEMc/LGuxdncIjvk/s320/57747_feature.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't even write about the shocking and terrible passing of Anaheim Angels Pitcher Nick Adenhart. It is just too sad. Even this little bit has me in tears. Its just too sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So take a minute for the family and teammates of Nick. I am certain that he is keeping company with all of the baseball greats who have passed on before him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862579639353379967-5635519573456204428?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/5635519573456204428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=5635519573456204428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/5635519573456204428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/5635519573456204428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2009/04/moment-of-silence.html' title='A Moment of Silence'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/Sd6UmILwxXI/AAAAAAAAEMc/LGuxdncIjvk/s72-c/57747_feature.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-3788990668408519912</id><published>2009-04-06T20:04:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T20:15:00.398-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Let&apos;s Go Yankees'/><title type='text'>Still In Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/Sdqa72TikBI/AAAAAAAAEMM/yYzBjmze_Xw/s1600-h/yankees.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321736262672093202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/Sdqa72TikBI/AAAAAAAAEMM/yYzBjmze_Xw/s320/yankees.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ouch...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well that was not the way that I expected the first game of the season to go. And yet...and I still as excited as I was this morning about the start of baseball and still ridiculously in love with the Yankees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sure a lot went wrong but a lot went right. Derek started off strong. Jorge and Hideki showed that they are still forces to be reckoned with. Phil Coke continued to prove that he belongs in the big leagues. The force out of Roberts was a thing of pure beauty. So in spite of the score...I am still pleased with my Yankees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ain't love grand?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you love the Yankees as completely as I do...you can forgive a lot. Why? Simply because there is the promise of a better tomorrow. Call me a lovestruck fool...but for now I am content to love for the promise of tomorrow. Of course...who knows how long I will sing this tune if tomorrow never comes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Any wagers?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862579639353379967-3788990668408519912?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/3788990668408519912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=3788990668408519912' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/3788990668408519912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/3788990668408519912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2009/04/still-in-love.html' title='Still In Love'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/Sdqa72TikBI/AAAAAAAAEMM/yYzBjmze_Xw/s72-c/yankees.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-4422206029373973392</id><published>2009-04-05T21:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T21:26:00.950-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coming Up Roses'/><title type='text'>There's No Place Like Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SdlNigyMMKI/AAAAAAAAEME/WXaTyxXN2gY/s1600-h/yankees.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321369690026291362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SdlNigyMMKI/AAAAAAAAEME/WXaTyxXN2gY/s320/yankees.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank Bob Cat Bob...I am finally home. Holy smokes it was a long and difficult trip. Looking back it probably was not my smartest plan...driving 2100 miles in 3 days. Oh well. Its over and done with now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So moving on...what a week this will be. Tonight Season 3 of The Tudors begins. Granted I have already seen the 1st episode but that is not the point. The point is that I will now have something to look forward to before bed each Sunday night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More importantly...tomorrow is opening day for my beloved Yankees. It is finally here. I cannot express how much I have looked forward to it. Starting tomorrow I will have something wonderful to fill my nights and bring a smile to my face. At last one of my favorite passions is here to hopefully help free me from all that ails me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lets Play Ball!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862579639353379967-4422206029373973392?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/4422206029373973392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=4422206029373973392' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/4422206029373973392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/4422206029373973392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2009/04/theres-no-place-like-home.html' title='There&apos;s No Place Like Home'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SdlNigyMMKI/AAAAAAAAEME/WXaTyxXN2gY/s72-c/yankees.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-8903790668522951434</id><published>2009-03-24T20:00:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T20:10:45.948-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Off To The Scaffold I Would Go'/><title type='text'>What Have You Done For Me Lately?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/Scl2Yx5SZRI/AAAAAAAAEL8/Hs1HmV9jLHs/s1600-h/tudors_s3_poster-388x500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316911003170137362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 248px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/Scl2Yx5SZRI/AAAAAAAAEL8/Hs1HmV9jLHs/s320/tudors_s3_poster-388x500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After all of the time and money that I have given to iTunes it is about time that they gave something back to me. And what a gift they gave me...I couldn't be more pleased.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How freaking cool is it that the Season 3 Premiere is available on iTunes &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;before&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the season starts?!?!?!?  Now I am even more excited than I was before!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am soooooo addicted to The Tudors. If King Henry was anything like the man playing him on this show it is no wonder that the women sacrificed all for him. Crown or no crown...the man is hot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862579639353379967-8903790668522951434?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/8903790668522951434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=8903790668522951434' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/8903790668522951434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/8903790668522951434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-have-you-done-for-me-lately.html' title='What Have You Done For Me Lately?'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/Scl2Yx5SZRI/AAAAAAAAEL8/Hs1HmV9jLHs/s72-c/tudors_s3_poster-388x500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-7049273428760270226</id><published>2009-03-22T18:50:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T18:58:15.351-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yankee Madness'/><title type='text'>Its The Final Countdown</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/ScbCWVa4SEI/AAAAAAAAEL0/2mS_Y2jK8jM/s1600-h/NewYankeeSeatingChart-787275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316150099120244802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/ScbCWVa4SEI/AAAAAAAAEL0/2mS_Y2jK8jM/s320/NewYankeeSeatingChart-787275.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;T-Minus 39 hours until Single Game Yankee Tickets go on sale.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being that I struck out trying to buy packages to go see my Yankees this is my second to last chance to go see them in the new stadium.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the event that this doesn't work out...I plan on spending my free time tomorrow studing Dr. Rivera's Do-It Yourself guide to Surgery. I can live with just one kidney right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316149973887277970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/ScbCPC5A25I/AAAAAAAAELs/1_ahVyMF_eM/s320/newstadiummilestones.jpg" border="0" /&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/1862579639353379967-7049273428760270226?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/7049273428760270226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=7049273428760270226' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/7049273428760270226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/7049273428760270226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-final-countdown.html' title='Its The Final Countdown'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/ScbCWVa4SEI/AAAAAAAAEL0/2mS_Y2jK8jM/s72-c/NewYankeeSeatingChart-787275.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-7282565155705302047</id><published>2009-03-21T23:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T23:17:01.005-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Let&apos;s Go Yankees'/><title type='text'>In Joba I Trust</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/ScWGPGMHAuI/AAAAAAAAELk/XQhRhkmiHYg/s1600-h/alg_joba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315802529098302178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/ScWGPGMHAuI/AAAAAAAAELk/XQhRhkmiHYg/s320/alg_joba.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Opening Day of baseball cannot come soon enough. Luckily for me I have the YES network and I am able to watch most of the Yankee Pre-Season game to tide me over until the real thing starts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To no one's surprise...the Yankees looked outstanding today. But I gotta ask...How awesome did Joba look today? Mark my words...he is shaping up to be one of the greatest pitchers in the league.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joba pitched 3 1/2 innings today and looked amazing. He threw 61 pitches and of those 61 pitches 41 where strikes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will never forget the time I stood on the wall in front of the Yankee bull pen and watched Joba pitched. I will never forget the sound that the ball made on impact with the catchers glove. The speed in which Joba launches that ball is truly amazing. The precision in which he throws it is extraordinary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bottom line...Joba is The Man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so excited for baseball season that I can hardly stand it!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315802324958309330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/ScWGDNtV69I/AAAAAAAAELc/JQYYcEuuQ6o/s320/chamberlain_joba_getty_400.jpg" border="0" /&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/1862579639353379967-7282565155705302047?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/7282565155705302047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=7282565155705302047' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/7282565155705302047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/7282565155705302047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2009/03/in-joba-i-trust.html' title='In Joba I Trust'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/ScWGPGMHAuI/AAAAAAAAELk/XQhRhkmiHYg/s72-c/alg_joba.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-7639863756471205940</id><published>2009-03-19T18:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T19:57:29.790-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shuffling'/><title type='text'>Its Gonna Be Alright</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/ScLb3KLgqzI/AAAAAAAAELU/gBwcRbxuv1Y/s1600-h/ipod_whipping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315052250922527538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/ScLb3KLgqzI/AAAAAAAAELU/gBwcRbxuv1Y/s320/ipod_whipping.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to Back iPod Shuffles? Have I gone crazy? Only slightly but one has nothing to do with the other. The fact is that I have duty tonight and shuffles are easily done once I get burnt out on work stuff. So let’s jump into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do You Believe In Us by Jon Secada – What ever happened to Jon Secada? Poor guy apparently had terrible timing…as he seemed to fade away before the Latin craze took over thanks to Selena, Ricky, and Enrique. Oh well. Jon had a few decent hits. This is probably the least popular of his hits and truthfully not one of my favorites. I am not entirely sure why it is on my iPod. Jon sounds moderately sexy as he serenades his way through this catchy tune that begs the subject to have faith and give their love one more chance. Apparently she lacks his optimism about the matter. In spite of the fact that it is not one of my favorite songs…I can still honestly say that I would fall for his crooning and take another chance. God I am sucker. Best Line: “I know that we belong…just give us another chance.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re Not Sorry by Taylor Swift – OK so I am pretty far behind the crowd but I am finally onboard the Taylor Swift bandwagon. Courtesy of the fine folks at CSI I suspect that many more non-country fans will be climbing onboard as well. So the reason that this song is awesome is because it is just dead on. At some point, she is going to have enough. The apologies and excuses are going to fall on deaf ears because eventually she is going to see that if he really cared he wouldn’t put her through everything that he does. Good for her. Best Line: “I would have loved you all my life if you hadn’t left me waiting in the cold.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cecilia by Simon &amp;amp; Garfunkel – How awesome is this song? This song is the perfect friend building song in the sense that no one can resist singing it when it plays. For the 3 minutes that it is blasting from the speakers (I’m sure that I don’t have to explain that this is another one of those song that instinctively makes you crank up the volume) everyone is singing and everyone is friends. Together you smile and tap your feet, clap your hands and so on and all is well for those three minutes. If only Paul and Art could make peace with one another enough to reunite…world peace could feasibly follow if they put out another song of this caliber. Best Line: “I fall on the floor and I’m laughing.”&lt;br /&gt;Song Sung Blue by Neil Diamond – I have been getting shit daily at work ever since I admitted that I am a huge Neil Diamond fan. It is worth it all because of songs like this one. Has another other solo artist given us so many great songs that are such a joy to sing? I think not. This is one of those that is pretty easy to sing and makes you sway a little bit as you do. And when you really think about it…the song is pretty damn accurate. We all do get the blues every now and then and when you sing about them you start to feel better. So haters be damned…I am gonna sing ‘em out again and I really don’t care how hard you laugh at me. Best Line: “Funny thing but you can sing it with a cry in your voice and before you know it start feeling good…you simply got no choice.”&lt;br /&gt;If I Could Turn Back Time by Cher – First let me say that I smile every time that I hear this song because I am reminded that Robin was never an asshole without trying to make up for it using my kryptonite…i,e music. This particular memory that I am referring to is one that will always be one that I keep close and will forever make me smile. Moving on…since most of you weren’t there for the Robin moment, odds are that you think of Jack on Will &amp;amp; Grace and his silly way of singing this song. Either way…this song should make you smile. It is a pretty good tune that is always a hit at the karaoke bar. It is also a great song for singing in the shower. It is impossible to sing this song quietly so unless you can actually sing…it is best to do it in front a bunch of drunk people who also cannot sing or with the water running during your morning shampoo. I am fan of either method. Best Line: “If I could reach the stars…I’d give them all to you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banana Boat Song by Harry Belafonte – Just hearing this song excites me more than words can possibly say! Only 28 more days until the home opener at the new Yankee Stadium! I don’t care how many stadiums still this song for their own use…it belongs to the Yankees. For those of you non-baseball fans (which really is a crime against nature)…here is another fun association for you to reflect on with this song. Beetlejuice! Beetlejuice! Beetlejuice! Best Line: “Day-O….Day-O”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862579639353379967-7639863756471205940?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/7639863756471205940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=7639863756471205940' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/7639863756471205940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/7639863756471205940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-gonna-be-alright.html' title='Its Gonna Be Alright'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/ScLb3KLgqzI/AAAAAAAAELU/gBwcRbxuv1Y/s72-c/ipod_whipping.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-477171834979475196</id><published>2009-03-18T15:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T16:52:54.788-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inside I Realize That I&apos;m The One Confused'/><title type='text'>Everything Will Change But Love Remains The Same</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/ScFBTqSfl_I/AAAAAAAAELM/eyl6wUrvgNA/s1600-h/iYbB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314600841299073010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/ScFBTqSfl_I/AAAAAAAAELM/eyl6wUrvgNA/s320/iYbB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK so it has ended up being a Wednesday Night Shuffle...let's get started.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314600358417958978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/ScFA3jaqiEI/AAAAAAAAELE/zWpxpHqCde0/s320/LinkinPark_by%2520James%2520Minchin.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Breaking the Habit by Linkin Park - What a thought provoking song...I tend to under appreciate Linkin Park and there is no good reason for it. This song is a perfect example of a rocking band whose music has outstanding lyrics. This is another punky song that perfectly captures the anger and frustration that comes from being fed up. I think it is a little too dark for me which is why I don't listen to often but I'm telling you...hear in the right mood and it rings loud and clear and therefore kicks ass. It is a downworthy song for any rock lover out there because let's face it...we all have a few habits that are worth breaking. Best Line: "I don't know why I instigate and say what I don't mean."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314600249763231682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 137px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/ScFAxOpW98I/AAAAAAAAEK8/rOE0YkDcMb8/s320/62691-Geico-Kash.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Somebody's Watching Me by Rockwell - OK so I have never really liked this song to begin with which makes me wonder what it is even doing on my iPod. However now that Geico has this song on all of their damn commercials I really hate it. Geico could offer to insure me for free and I still wouldn't pick them because I hate their commercials so damn much. I hear the opening line of this song and get pissed off. No best line...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314600159438552322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/ScFAr-KRvQI/AAAAAAAAEK0/oL0YSBPa4ag/s320/whitney-houston-photograph-c10040166.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Heartbreak Hotel by Whitney Houston - Sadly this is probably the last good tune that Whitney recorded. It came out when I was working at the Coronado Mall and my boss was a pleasantly flamboyant man named Anthony who was all bent out of shape by his boyfriend cheating on him so I heard this song over and over again until I really started to hate it. I am over the madness now and hope that Anthony is too...wherever he is these days. This is another Gal Power song that empowers the singer when singing it. I love the whole "I Ain't Gonna Take It No More" attitude that Whitney rocks in this song. More importantly I love that she isn't afraid nor apologetic for what I have learned to be the chronic curse of being a woman in love...simply wanting time with the object of one's affection. Best Line: "I thought that you were someone who would do me right until you played with my emotions and you made me cry." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314600058566102066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/ScFAmGYaTDI/AAAAAAAAEKs/kaNcNd4_dJU/s320/jackjohnson_wideweb__430x273.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Sitting, Waiting, Wishing by Jack Johnson - Oh how love to listen to Jack Johnson. Even in a song such as this when he is clearly calling someone out on their bullshit he manages to sound charming. Now that is talent. It is almost worse than getting raged on...kind of like the whole "I'm not angry...just disappointed" guilt trip. You gotta love it. So here we have Jack Johnson crooning away explaining that he simply can't always be waiting around for someone who probably doesn't deserve it anyway. At the end of the 2nd verse he sings "Please ignore these next few lines cuz they're directed at you." I absolutely love that line because it is so polite and yet leaves no doubt for the person being serenaded. Jack is freakin' awesome! Best Line: "Lord knows that I'm not you and if I was I wouldn't be so cruel cause waiting on love ain't so easy to do."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314599871537905618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/ScFAbNpaf9I/AAAAAAAAEKk/32395hPy84c/s320/ned.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Everybody Hates Ned Flanders by Homer Simpson - Yes I have a collection of the best songs from everyone's favorite animated family. This is one of my favorites in that collection. OK so it is mean to poor Ned Flanders but it is pretty damn catchy. By the end of the song Ned is even singing the song. The Simpsons really have enriched pop culture in more ways than I will probably ever be able to blog about. Best Line: "Everybody in the USA hates their stupid neighbor, he's Flanders and he's really really lame."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314599735125949218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/ScFATReROyI/AAAAAAAAEKc/SaMG5wrPcbs/s320/Gavin_Rossdale.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Love Remains The Same by Gavin Rossdale - Though often overlooked by me...the simple fact is that Gavin Rossdale is without a doubt one of the sexiest men on the planet...add to that the fact that he can sing and I realize that he is worthy of being ranked close behind to Jon Bon Jovi. I didn't like this song when I first heard it but then suddenly after hearing it at the right time it has become one of my favorites. It is all about timing. This song could be horribly depressing and yet it isn't. It talks about everything being about to change and the need to stop pretending...but somehow still manages to be hopeful for the future. I am often told that things always work out and this song is kind of the champion of that statement. It doesn't promise that the change isn't going to hurt...but the sting is lessened by the knowledge that the love won't disappear even after the journey down separate roads begins. This is a seriously outstanding song! Best Line: "Drink to all that we have lost, mistakes we have made...Everything will change but love remains the same." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862579639353379967-477171834979475196?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/477171834979475196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=477171834979475196' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/477171834979475196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/477171834979475196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2009/03/everything-will-change-but-love-remains.html' title='Everything Will Change But Love Remains The Same'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/ScFBTqSfl_I/AAAAAAAAELM/eyl6wUrvgNA/s72-c/iYbB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-8964622774059445968</id><published>2009-03-16T21:21:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T21:35:37.866-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Love This Game'/><title type='text'>What's Your Fantasy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/Sb7-R_hb3bI/AAAAAAAAEKU/V6IiInONibE/s1600-h/mlb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313964195406667186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/Sb7-R_hb3bI/AAAAAAAAEKU/V6IiInONibE/s320/mlb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No Monday Night Shuffle Tonight...too busy drafting my fantasy baseball team.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So far I have:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;C - Joe Mauer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1st - Mark Teixera&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2nd - Jose Lopez&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SS - Derek Jeter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3rd - ARod (Damn it all!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So check back tomorrow for the shuffle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862579639353379967-8964622774059445968?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/8964622774059445968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=8964622774059445968' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/8964622774059445968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/8964622774059445968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2009/03/whats-your-fantasy.html' title='What&apos;s Your Fantasy?'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/Sb7-R_hb3bI/AAAAAAAAEKU/V6IiInONibE/s72-c/mlb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-5651061775215069170</id><published>2009-03-15T16:11:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T16:11:00.582-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Swing Away'/><title type='text'>He Forced Himself To Go On...Forget Krypton and Keep Going</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/Sb1aBO1N-0I/AAAAAAAAEKM/bEjP4DzgIEs/s1600-h/aliens_for_peace.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313502112574733122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 166px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/Sb1aBO1N-0I/AAAAAAAAEKM/bEjP4DzgIEs/s320/aliens_for_peace.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Much to my own surprise I found myself watching a documentary on the History Channel last night and actually was entertained by it. It was about aliens, ancient astronauts, international travelers...whatever you want to call them. It got me thinking about the question...Are we alone in the universe? It seems rather unlikely but that is not the point of today's post. To be perfectly honest...I don't really care. But it did lead me to tonight's subject...and that is my list of the Top 10 Aliens according to Millie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So let's get started.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313502009612893602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/Sb1Z7PRM_aI/AAAAAAAAEKE/pPqckHHZQ-A/s320/ed_imgsnn3038A_265_30155a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;#10: E.T. - Might as well kick off the list with the alien with the biggest heart? This is the only extraterrestrial with his own catch phrase that is still used today. You gotta love E.T. I am well aware that this little guy is probably the most famous and beloved of all aliens so to rank him the Top 10 spot might seem a little strange. I'm not taking anything away from the adorable little international traveler. He is cool and he touched the hearts of everyone in the 80s. I think that his image has been tainted by the remake and the damn radios. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313501918841576930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/Sb1Z19HoneI/AAAAAAAAEJ8/wosQoJfsphs/s320/kang.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;#9: Kang &amp;amp; Kodos from The Simpsons - How these two aliens managed to be come regulars on The Simpsons is beyond me but let's face it...The annual Treehouse of Horror isn't complete until you see them. From their impersonation of Bill Clinton and Al Gore to the time that Kang was revealed to Maggie's true daddy we have had a lot of good laughs with the one-eyed freaks from the planet that cannot be spoken by a human tongue. Much like E.T...there is no fear factor or badass factor attached to them which doesn't give them a lot of alien cred...hence their ranking on the list.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313501445425735938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/Sb1ZaZggKQI/AAAAAAAAEJ0/PFT7F2CWU0M/s320/war_worlds_spielberg_43_x.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;#8: Tripods from War of the Worlds (2007) - I approach every "thriller" movie the same...I try to imagine how I would react if I was in the lead role. When I did this for this movie...I realized that I would be terrified. This should not be taken to mean that I am afraid that Tripods are going to emerge from the ground. The point is that if they did...I am pretty sure that I wouldn't handle it very well. So that is why I had added the Tripods to my list. If I were to ever have an encounter with them....I would totally flip out. There is no escaping their beams...and if they don't kill you on the spot...you get trapped inside of them where you get to endure the screams of others until your own demise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313501100448267186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/Sb1ZGUXdu7I/AAAAAAAAEJk/VtRH36bX6_0/s320/frank.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;#7: Frank the Pug from Men In Black - OK so Frank is a zero in the fear factor but he gets mad points for being the cutest alien life form ever to grace the big screen. Put him in the black suit and he goes from awesome dog to being pimptastic. You gotta love Frank. Best of all...he was a nice alien. He wasn't out trying to destroy the world and had no plans for any kind of domination...he just wanted to hang out with the cool guys. Who can't relate to Frank the Pug? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313501311636379122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/Sb1ZSnGolfI/AAAAAAAAEJs/CeaTCiEyRVc/s320/starshiptroopers_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;#6: The Arachnids from Starship Troopers - Words cannot describe how much I loved and hated this movie. For me I would rather encounter the extraterrestrial from Alien than these foreign freaks. Giant spider-like aliens have got to be the very worst of what the universe has to offer. I think that if these freaks landed on earth I would probably jump on the first boat and live out the rest of my days on the water...mainly because I am pretty sure that these assholes were afraid of the water. Truthfully...I get chills just thinking about them....which is why I love and hate this movie so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313500976497151426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/Sb1Y_GnNzcI/AAAAAAAAEJc/m9OY2V5JNJ8/s320/05secret_scientologist_xenu_story05.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;#5: Xenu - I have chosen the South Park depiction of Xenu because it is surprisingly hard to find pictures of the evil lord who apparently is the cause of everything wrong in planet. I don't know too much about Xenu except that he ranks high in the coolness factor...but only because his evil ways gave us Scientology which has given the world an endless source of entertainment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313500840532946738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/Sb1Y3MG0rzI/AAAAAAAAEJU/P0k7lDqHJHU/s320/monsters-signs_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;#4: The Aliens from Signs - I distinctly remember that I was not the only one screaming in the theater when we first saw the alien sneak out of the trees at the birthday in the movie. These were some freaky foreign travelers...mainly because they looked just like what we all think aliens should be. They weren't dressed up into something fancy or super scary...they were simple and that made them scary. They looked, moved, and sounded just like the aliens in our dreams and we loved them for it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313500701160077890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 253px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/Sb1YvE5vekI/AAAAAAAAEJM/TuwQHHOLJ1o/s320/yoda_in_swamp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;#3: Yoda from Star Wars - This might be a stretch since in the world of Star Wars it is hard to say who is an alien and who isn't. I will argue that he has to be an alien since he is the only one of his kind and no one is exactly sure where he came from. Add those things to his overall mad skills and reason would lead you to the same conclusion. Yoda has the fear factor going for him because small though he is...he is not one to piss off. Yet Yoda ranks so well on my list for his coolness. He is smart, amusing, and awesome at everything. Who wouldn't want a Yoda of their own? I would gladly share a planet with this little green guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313500585443485938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/Sb1YoV0waPI/AAAAAAAAEJE/aQBMglASZQ8/s320/MarsAttacks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;#2 The Martians from Mars Attacks - Sure they were as evil as can be but I still love these little martians. In fact...it was a little tough not to give them the #1 spot. Just hearing them talk makes me laugh every single time. They were smart...evil little geniuses with far superior technology to ours....which lets face it...is kind of a given for aliens. It would be easy to fear them if they weren't so damn funny. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the #1 Alien of All Times is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313500462439644722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/Sb1YhLmWvjI/AAAAAAAAEI8/spjRkoupRt0/s320/Kal-El%2520Wallpaper2%2520copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;#1 Kal-el from Krypton - Now this is my kind of alien. Smart, sexy and here to save the world. Always there to save the damsel in distress...Kal-el is more of a gentlemen than damn near every native human being. His almost limitless power makes him a force to be reckoned with but his charm makes him endearing. He is the clear cut winner because unless any of the above are packing kryptonite in their pocket...he would easily destroy them with little effort. And let's not forget that he would be doing it in tights which is a serious bonus. But seriously...the Crash Test Dummies said it best "And sometimes I despair the world will never see another man like him." Without a doubt...Kal-el is the greatest alien ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862579639353379967-5651061775215069170?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/5651061775215069170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=5651061775215069170' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/5651061775215069170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/5651061775215069170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2009/03/he-forced-himself-to-go-onforget.html' title='He Forced Himself To Go On...Forget Krypton and Keep Going'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/Sb1aBO1N-0I/AAAAAAAAEKM/bEjP4DzgIEs/s72-c/aliens_for_peace.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-7707362123405013908</id><published>2009-03-12T16:47:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T16:47:00.434-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;ve Got A Bad Case of Loving You'/><title type='text'>Doctor Doctor Give Me The News...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In my relatively short life time I have seen more than my fair share of doctors...and I would say that I have seen some of the best and some of the worst. I think that every person goes into the doctor's office expecting the best...just like the ones that we see on TV. Often we are disappointed. So let's spend tonight looking at some of the best TV Docs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312402882199411170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SblyRmlB2eI/AAAAAAAAEI0/KLqL9AgJahg/s320/Dr_Julius%2520Hibbert.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5 Dr. Hibbert from The Simpsons: Ever noticed how extremely well-versed in almost every possible illness Dr. Hibbert is for a family doctor? The man knows everything. I liked Dr. Hibbert because he is almost always in a good mood and cracks jokes...even though it is occasionally at highly inappropriate times. (Like when he laughed about still being able to bill the Simpson's because Bart as in a coma.) However...he is most known for and most beloved for his trademark chuckle...which is bound to take the sting out of any diagnosis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312402781934506594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SblyLxEA0mI/AAAAAAAAEIs/T1t-vHTSNOA/s320/quiz1645outcome1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;#4 Dr. Frasier Crane from Frasier: OK so he is a psychiatrist but he still a doctor...kind of. If I was ever going to visit a shrink...I would want it to be someone like Dr. Frasier. His calm voice and British accent would make me feel comfortable enough to talk about even my deepest, darkest secrets. He was always funny to watch...what with his weekly daily struggles that made him seem somewhat human. His voice was so charming that it was easy to overlook that he tended to be an arrogant asshole.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312402638083996178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SblyDZLYOhI/AAAAAAAAEIk/WMWl6WAbbZg/s320/293_clooney_george_012309.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;#3 Dr. Doug Ross from ER: Is there a woman alive who didn't want to schedule an appointment with Dr. Ross? I think not. Hands down...he is the best looking doctor to very grace the small screen. The only problem with having a doctor like Dr. Ross would be that he is too good looking to feel comfortable around. Think of about it...those hospital gowns do not flatter anyone's figure. Not to mention that odds are that you are less than 100% when you see him so that would make it even harder to impress a good looking man like that. Finally, it would be impossible for him to get an accurate diagnosis because a man like that would create all kinds of physical reactions that would complicate the evaluation. Just being in a room with this man would make the heart race and body heat up before he even asked to hear one breath.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312402320802094018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/Sblxw7Nem8I/AAAAAAAAEIc/kEAYXR1fp9I/s320/JD_Scrubs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;#2 Dr. John "JD" Dorian from Scrubs: If I could hand a pick a doctor...it would be JD. Not for anything serious of course...but if the odds were good that I was going to make it...than sign me up for JD. All of you Scrubs fans out there can understand what I am talking about. In every episode he labors away to cure his patient and he does it in the most charming way possible. On more than one occasion we have watched JD allow himself to care so much about a patient that his failure to save him devastates him...and every time it makes me want to give him a hug. So yeah...as long as I am doing terminal...send me to Sacred Heart and page Dr. Dorian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This should come as no surprise.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312402205776864002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 295px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SblxqOtU4wI/AAAAAAAAEIU/6g7o9k3FPQA/s320/dr-house-nueva-final.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;#1 Dr. Gregory House from House: OK so he tends to be an insensitive asshole but he is a brilliant doctor...and he is incredibly sexy in the process. Dr. House is without a doubt the hands down winner for the best doctor on TV. He solves just about every case that comes his way and he does it in such an asshole way that I cannot help but find him irresistible. If only I had a Dr. House of my own...I'd bet that I would be feeling much better by now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here is to all the good doctors in TV land! If only my life was like Pleasantville and I could zap myself into any of the above's waiting room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862579639353379967-7707362123405013908?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/7707362123405013908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=7707362123405013908' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/7707362123405013908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/7707362123405013908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2009/03/doctor-doctor-give-me-news.html' title='Doctor Doctor Give Me The News...'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SblyRmlB2eI/AAAAAAAAEI0/KLqL9AgJahg/s72-c/Dr_Julius%2520Hibbert.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-5680724758096159411</id><published>2009-03-11T20:57:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T21:03:37.672-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting and raving'/><title type='text'>If It Were You In That Sandwich You Wouldn't Be Laughing At All</title><content type='html'>I used to think that there was no way that any commercial could possibly be more annoying than those damn FreeCreditReport.com ones...and now I know that I am wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xD64OhbG4ps&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&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/xD64OhbG4ps&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&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;Words cannot express how much I hate this damn commercial. It is annoying and creepy. Perhaps that is what the idiots behind it where going for....but I doubt it. It is more than likely another sign of our recession...it has gotten so bad that this the best that McD's could come up with. Regardless...the people behind this commercial should be fired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862579639353379967-5680724758096159411?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/5680724758096159411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=5680724758096159411' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/5680724758096159411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/5680724758096159411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2009/03/if-it-were-you-in-that-sandwich-you.html' title='If It Were You In That Sandwich You Wouldn&apos;t Be Laughing At All'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-4760872556216515705</id><published>2009-03-09T21:19:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T21:20:58.985-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Have You Ever Wanted To Disappear?'/><title type='text'>Somewhere Back There In The Dust…That Same Small Town In Each Us</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SbXAZcoRaKI/AAAAAAAAEIM/yqrrMWtB2as/s1600-h/ipod_whipping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311362878967736482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SbXAZcoRaKI/AAAAAAAAEIM/yqrrMWtB2as/s320/ipod_whipping.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Age of Innocence by Don Henley – This is always a tough song for me to listen to. It is bittersweet for me because it makes me think of Bobby. I think that is about the time in life where things are still simple and innocent. When there was no knowledge of the drama in the outside world. Being that Bobby and I became best friends when we were six…this would be a good explanation of the foundation of our friendship. As we grew older and started losing our innocence and naivety due to the racism he faced and the family drama that I faced, we were always able to turn to each other and feel safe from it. I think that is what I miss the most about my dear friend. He was able to calm me down no matter what and things felt simpler when I was with him. Perhaps my dependence on him when I was younger is what makes it so tough for me to control my mind when it races now. I don’t know but I digress…Todd asked me the other night how often I still think of Bobby…and the answer is several times a day. What I wouldn’t give for more moment with my friend. This song begs for just another moment of innocence before it is lost completely. Who wouldn’t want that? Best Line: “Let me take a long last look before we say goodbye.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SoBelieve by Theron – If you watched the Superbowl ads this year than you know this song. This is the song that was featured in the Sobe commercial. Remember how pimped out the lizards were with their grills? How awesome was that? This song is your typical grooving, dancing around kind of song which makes it better than most but it is the dancing lizards that take it to that other level. While I am not in a dancing kind of mood tonight this song is almost enough to pull me out of it…almost. Best Line: “If you SoBelieve…anything can happen.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get In Line by Barenaked Ladies – And here is song that reminds me of my other lifelong best friend. This is the song for any person who is doomed to be the constant runner-up in life…just like Todd and I. I remember driving down Tropicana Ave with Todd when this song came out and the two of us laughing so hard that we were in tears because it just fit. Todd said that it has only become more appropriate as he has gotten older. He put it best when he said that being an adult sucks. So this is a good song for me because it always makes me smile as I reflect on the man who swears that he is always second best…though never with me. Best Line: “I wish that everyone I knew hadn’t sold out to the man”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True to Me by Metro Station – Have I mentioned that I love Metro Station? Have I also mentioned that I am beyond excited that they are opening for Fall Out Boy? How freakin’ amazing is that show going to be? I am so looking forward to resorting back to my old ways of going to the casino and partying it up before going to a great show. But I digress…this song is probably my 3rd favorite song by the band. It is another song that makes me want to get out of my bad mood and start dancing around. Being that I still have a few more hours of work to do…this is probably a good thing. It is a simple song that captures the wonder of love because regardless of what anyone will tell you…if you really love someone you often wonder that that person is doing with you? Funny useless fact about this song…it makes me think of Joba Chamberlain every time I hear it because it was the song that I was listening to at the moment when I got his autograph at Yankee Stadium. Anyway…Best Line: “They don’t see what she’s doing with me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I Were A Boy by Beyonce – I am not really a Beyonce fan but I have to give her credit for this song. In addition to being amazing vocally…it is so well-written that I venture so far to say that is perfect. When I first heard it I was shocked because it was so right and so real that it actually made me feel somewhat relieved. I think that everyone mistreated woman feels the same way. It is also a great warning to all the men out there who take the lady in their life for granted…at some point she is going to realize that she has had enough and walk the fuck away…and she will be stronger for it. But then again…Beyonce also gets it right when she says “You’re just a boy…you don’t understand.” This song has to be in the Top 5 of the best songs released last year. It rivals “I Will Survive” for the best girl powers anthem. Best Line: “I think that I could understand how it feels to love a girl and swear I’d be a better man.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 Dollar Nose Bleed by Fall Out Boy – HOORAY for Fall Out Boy! Seriously…I LOVE this band. This is my favorite song off of the new album just because it is so damn catchy. It is impossible for me not to sing along to this song. I really hope that they perform it when I go see them. It is also another great example of how Fall Out Boy has the most cleverly titled songs in music today. Best Line: “It feels like 14 karats but no clarity.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862579639353379967-4760872556216515705?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/4760872556216515705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=4760872556216515705' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/4760872556216515705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/4760872556216515705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2009/03/somewhere-back-there-in-dustthat-same.html' title='Somewhere Back There In The Dust…That Same Small Town In Each Us'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SbXAZcoRaKI/AAAAAAAAEIM/yqrrMWtB2as/s72-c/ipod_whipping.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-2402874359576367762</id><published>2009-03-08T20:33:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T21:05:42.361-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Like Frankie Said...Doc Does It His Way</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Have you ever thought of how cool it would be have "EST" to your claim? Think about it...if you have an "EST" attached to you it means that you are the absolute in that category. Nicest, prettiest, meanest...etc. Now think of how cool it would be to be the "EST" in two categories. I myself have am not an "EST" kind of person...let alone a double "EST"-er but tonight's post is not about me. Tonight's post is about the only double-"EST"-er that I know...and that is Doc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310987696824535362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SbRrK-OySUI/AAAAAAAAEIE/XZ7YisTlMDc/s320/doc.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doc has managed to be a double-"EST"-er by being the World's Great"EST" HS1 as well as by being the mean"EST" HS1 in the world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doc is the HS1 who works at my unit and is pretty much employed soley by me and my health issues. I have often said that if I was in need of immediate medical assistance I would hope to be lucky enough to have Doc be the first responder (again)...as he truly is the great"EST" HS that I have met. I will follow that statement with the hope that he will leave me alone after the emergency has passed because he is also the mean"EST" HS that I have met. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The best example that I have of this is when I first started on my seemingly never ending battle with cysts. I don't really remember passing out in the head or him helping out there...but I certainly remember him dragging my ass down the hall to office. I remember this because he very bluntly snapped at me "DON'T CRY" as he half carried me down the hall. He then told my boss to call the ambulance which made him snap at me again..."I said don't cry." It worked...because in spite of being in the worst pain ever and my fear that something was really wrong...I did not cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another good example of his atrocious bedside manner is the time that I almost passed out on my first back from my surgery. Doc was escorting me to his office telling me that he sending me home and I asked him if we could talk about it and responded with "You can say whatever the fuck you want but you're still going home."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In addition to his repeated checks on my physical well being he also takes the time to inquire about my mental health....as he is convinced that I am crazy based on my love for Bon Jovi and the Yankees. Daily he takes the time to tell me that my health issues are a result of my shitty taste in men and music. How devoted on an HS is that...that he finds the time in his &lt;em&gt;busy&lt;/em&gt; schedule to point out that he is convinced that Bon Jovi is gay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And clearly he subscribes to the theory that laughter is the best medicine because he makes me laugh at least three times per conversation. So you know what...let's take it one step further and say that he is actually a triple-"EST"er because he is also the funni"EST" HS that I have met.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Truthfully, he is a phenomenal HS who doesn't take shit from anyone. He has one of those commanding presences that makes you trust him except for when he is telling me lies about Jon Bon Jovi and Peyton Manning. It is truly going to suck when he transfers this summer. And while I worry about him and his bedside manner once he goes to CG Headquarters...I truly hope that he never changes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here's to the only triple-"EST"er that I know. Doc is one in a million...and for that I am grateful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/1862579639353379967-2402874359576367762?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/2402874359576367762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=2402874359576367762' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/2402874359576367762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/2402874359576367762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2009/03/like-frankie-saiddoc-does-it-his-way.html' title='Like Frankie Said...Doc Does It His Way'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SbRrK-OySUI/AAAAAAAAEIE/XZ7YisTlMDc/s72-c/doc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-7595958118528286396</id><published>2009-03-04T19:36:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T21:00:10.229-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I hate arod'/><title type='text'>LEAVE DEREK &amp; JOHNNY ALONE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/Sa8xfaV7_bI/AAAAAAAAEH8/iZY3WI_Y13c/s1600-h/damon25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309516901410143666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/Sa8xfaV7_bI/AAAAAAAAEH8/iZY3WI_Y13c/s320/damon25.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK so I know that I said that I would stop talking about A-Rod but damn it he just keeps pissing me off and I need some place to vent. What better place than my blog where I can bitch and moan as much as I want. So here I go....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the latest thing A-Rod Asshole Moment to piss me off is his comment today about Jose Reyes. For those of you who don't know, A-Rod told reporters "I wish he was leading off on our team or playing on our team." He says he meant no offense to the two players to whom it was a slap in the face to but I call bullshit. I think that he knew exactly what he was saying and to whom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What an ungrateful asshole! Derek Jeter and Johnny Damon have been nothing but supportive of A-Rod and here he is...wishing that some overrated NY Met would come take the place of not but two of the greatest teammates the guy could ask for. As if Reyes could ever replace either of those two amazing men...let alone both of them. Fucking A-Rod.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(For those of you who don't have any idea what I am talking about...Reyes is a lead off hitter as well as a shortstop.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Johnny handled it remarkably well considering that he is the lead off hitter who would have to be replaced. He said that A-Rod probably made the comment as a result of all of the stress that he is under (entirely his fault BTW) as well as that he is sure that A-Rod meant no harm. He finished by saying that he would just have to prove to A-Rod what he was capable of. Apparently he was smiling when he said it but that makes no difference to me. Johnny has nothing to prove to anyone...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for Derek...he refused to comment on the statement. His silence speaks volumes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fucking A-Rod.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have said it before and will say it again...A-Rod needs to shut and swing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309516700398592898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/Sa8xTthDI4I/AAAAAAAAEH0/F5aiuH6T0fY/s320/a-rod-on-the-juice.jpg" border="0" /&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/1862579639353379967-7595958118528286396?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/7595958118528286396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=7595958118528286396' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/7595958118528286396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/7595958118528286396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2009/03/leave-derek-johnny-alone.html' title='LEAVE DEREK &amp; JOHNNY ALONE!'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/Sa8xfaV7_bI/AAAAAAAAEH8/iZY3WI_Y13c/s72-c/damon25.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-8878353948452754355</id><published>2009-03-03T20:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T20:12:00.621-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tell Me That I&apos;m Special Even When I Know I&apos;m Not'/><title type='text'>I Know That I've Got Issues But You're Pretty Messed Up Too</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SayRPklNJPI/AAAAAAAAEHs/mAe9qLcS1HA/s1600-h/iAshamed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308777757466764530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SayRPklNJPI/AAAAAAAAEHs/mAe9qLcS1HA/s320/iAshamed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Welcome to a special Tuesday Night Edition of iPod Shuffle. Let's begin shall we?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308777491155116626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SayRAEfj4lI/AAAAAAAAEHk/xTJeE1UBZMg/s320/CypressHill_Simpsons4-706376.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Insane in the Brain by Cypress Hill - Lame as it sounds this song still gets me moving whenever I hear it even though its like 15 years old. Has there ever been a more clever and unexpected use of the bagpipes in a mainstream song? You know that your song is the shit when it is featured in a Superbowl ad as it was this year. So yeah I would say that it has withstood the test of time. As I found out last week it is still played at during warm-ups as high school basketball games which surely says something...though I am not entirely sure what. But most significantly, this song will forever have a place in pop culture history for its use in the Simpson's episode in which they are accompanied by a symphony orchestra. Best Line: "I think I'm going crazy....".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308777352971368690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SayQ4Bt_OPI/AAAAAAAAEHc/RhrJ6kIB4Yo/s320/Chubby-Checker-Twist_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Let's Twist Again by Chubby Checker - While there is a part of me that loves this song...let's start with the reason that I hate it. It is clearly a exploitation of the original and it never should have happened. Sequels are good when it comes to novels and to movies (sometimes) but not in music. You don't see Bon Jovi putting out trash like "Still Livin' On A Prayer" or Metallica putting out "Enter Sandman 2.0" because songs should never be continued. That being said...it is hard not to dance to this song so all is forgiven. Especially when one reminisces about a certain 9 year old friend twisting away at the elementary school talent show...so much that he twisted away with the 1st place in dance trophy. I can't laugh too much...as my 1st place for girls song trophy was equally embarrassing. Good times. Best Line: "Do you remember when things were really hopping?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308777260008807874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SayQynZ_HcI/AAAAAAAAEHU/PfTQT9bguN4/s320/plain.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;1, 2, 3, 4, by Plain White Ts - And here is yet another example of the fact that I am complete sucker for sappy love songs. I'm going to catch a lot of shit for admitting this but when I first listened to this whole song it was during a commercial on ABC Family and it made me cry. I think it is because it is such a simply sweet song of love. The lyrics actually seem to be a tad bit on the juvenile side except for that when coupled with the simply sweet melody of the song it makes for the perfect love song. So yeah...I fully recognize that it is a lame song and still love it. It is a new guilty pleasure of mine. Best Line: "And I'm so glad I found you...I love being around you".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308777136056097826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SayQrZpW3CI/AAAAAAAAEHM/Ehz4_CqVRwA/s320/ErreXI1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Te Abrazare by Erre XI - Gotta love free downloads on Tuesday...as it introduces me to songs that I would never find on my own...this song being one of them. I am pretty sure that I understand this song but even if I don't it doesn't matter because it is awesome anyway. It sounds good and the beat is good enough to make me dance when I hear it. Best Line (I think): "Hay no te vallas, amor tu sabes bien que, si te quedas conmigo, baby esta noche".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308777036674249778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SayQlna4NDI/AAAAAAAAEHE/QjcVUKHLvQc/s320/aerosmith.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;What It Takes by Aerosmith - This might be my favorite Aerosmith song...pretty sure that it is. I think that it is because it is one of those songs that I can really get into. It makes me sing along, bob the head, and you know the rest. Most importantly it is a song that I can identify with...as I am sure is the case for most people. We've all had that one person that we can't let go and this song makes us feel less shitty about it. But to take one step further...this is a song that if it ever gets dedicated to you makes you feel like a complete ass...NOW THAT IS POWER. But I digress....it is enough to say that it is a great tune. Best Line: "Tell me that your body doesn't miss my touch, tell me that my lovin didn't mean that much, tell me that you ain't dying when you're cryin for me."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308776937088886514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SayQf0b4JvI/AAAAAAAAEG8/HG_iFycwMdo/s320/kelly-clarkson-my-life-would-suck.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Life Would Suck Without You By Kelly Clarkson - I didn't want to like this song...I really didn't but here I am...absolutely loving it. I can't help it. I think that I like it because it throws away all sense of class and is brutally honest. There is not glamour to it all. The title says it all...my life would suck without you. Sure it would be easy to dress that line up into something romantic but the message would be the same so what's the point? The honesty in the line is what makes it great and better than the romantic bullshit. Not to say that I don't love the romantic bullshit every now and then but sometimes one just wants the truth...however jaded or unrefined it might be. Kudos to Kelly for rocking this song. I think that it is fabulous from start to finish. Best Line: "Being with you is so dysfunctional, I really shouldn't miss you but I can't let you go".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862579639353379967-8878353948452754355?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/8878353948452754355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=8878353948452754355' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/8878353948452754355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/8878353948452754355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-know-that-ive-got-issues-but-youre.html' title='I Know That I&apos;ve Got Issues But You&apos;re Pretty Messed Up Too'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SayRPklNJPI/AAAAAAAAEHs/mAe9qLcS1HA/s72-c/iAshamed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-58945196535294066</id><published>2009-03-02T13:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T14:40:33.007-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jamming To Jovi'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Dear Jon..Happy Birthday To You!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/Saw1-gj_-3I/AAAAAAAAEG0/jOHyfNeU4gw/s1600-h/Jon_Bon_Jovi_Small_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308677408772062066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/Saw1-gj_-3I/AAAAAAAAEG0/jOHyfNeU4gw/s320/Jon_Bon_Jovi_Small_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those of you non-Jon Bon Jovi fans...allow me to inform you that it is his 47th birthday. Isn't that amazing? The man doesn't look a day over 30. There are some who might say that the man must have sold his soul to be so talented, so successful and so sexy after all of these years. As I sit here on my couch...watching the second wave of snow start to fall...I say to you that I don't care as I am grateful for Jon and all of his greatness regardless of the source. So in honor of his birthday, we are going to postpone the Monday iPod Shuffle and focus on Bon Jovi and his musical greatness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What better way to do this than to pick and discuss my favorite songs off of each of his albums?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: Runaway released in 1982...Best Song "Runaway" - This is a no brainer since this is the song that started it all. There isn't a Bon Jovi fan alive whose heart doesn't start beating faster as soon as you hear the opening chords. There is little wonder as to why Bon Jovi is so successful whenever I listen to this song. It set the standard for all future Bon Jovi songs by being totally rocking as well as providing realistic lyrics. What teenage girl didn't have her own Runaway moment? Best Line: "She don't really mind...it's only love she hoped to find."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: 7800 Fahrenheit released in 1985...Best Song "In and Out of Love" - This is the opening track on Bon Jovi's sophomoric album. In all honesty, the album is pretty weak...the worst that the band ever put out. That being said...it's still better than a lot of the shit that was put out during the same time frame. In and Out of Love is your typical rocking Bon Jovi tune. What I like about this song is its honest lyrics. The song is about a powerful and dangerous roller coaster kind of love. Up and down, good and bad, and completely irresistible...both the song and the love it sings about. Best Line: " When we're together, in and out of love, its too much forever."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: Slippery When Wet released in 1986...Best Song "Livin' On A Prayer" - First let me say that picking this song is a no brainer and yet I feel guilty for neglecting some of the other awesome tunes on this album. Even if I wasn't such a major Bon Jovi fan I would say that this is one of the greatest albums of all time. Is it any wonder that it produced the greatest song EVER? So I apologize to You Give Love A Bad Name, Wanted Dead or Alive, Never Say Goodbye, and I'd Die For You (which is my second choice for best song off of this album) but without a doubt Livin' On A Prayer is the winner. It is a song that rocks, a song the inspires, a song that makes everyone want to sing along. It is a song that cannot be described in words as its greatest can only truly appreciated when you listening to it. Best Line: "We've got hold on to what we've got, it doesn't make a difference if we make it or not, we've got each other and that's a lot for love." This might be the greatest line in music history.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Album: New Jersey released in 1988...Best Song "Born To Be My Baby" - This is another album that provides so many great songs that it is hard to pick one. I had to give it some thought and I know that I made the right decision. I based this on the fact that as soon as I hear Jon shout "2,3,4" my heart starts beating faster. It is the type of song that makes you reach to turn up the volume every time you hear it. It is a song that has such amazing lyrics that you cannot help but sing along. It is also the song that I learned the hard way not to use as a ring tone on my cell phone. It is also one of my favorite Bon Jovi songs to sing at the karaoke bar. Hell, it is one my favorite songs period. Best Line: "We've got something to believe in even if we don't know where we stand."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Album: Keep The Faith released in 1992...Best Song "In These Arms" - So this song is one of my all time favorite rock power ballads. It is one of those amazing songs that makes a girls heart melt as her head rocks. Out of all of the Bon Jovi songs, this song is probably my favorite vocally. Jon really out does himself in this one. I will never forget the time I first heard this song in concert...it gave me chills. The song oozes with emotion and overall just completely kicks ass. Even the incredibly cheesy lines kick ass because Jon sings them so well. It is no wonder that Bon Jovi fans welcomed the band back with such open arms after their hiatus with a song like this. Best Line: "I would do anything, I'd beg...I'd steal...I'd die...to have you in these arms tonight."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Album: Crossroads released in 1994...Best Song "Always" - While this is a greatest hits album, there is one new song that is worth being named the best song of the album in its own right. Always came out and it cemented the fact that Bon Jovi had evolved and yet still embraced its roots. This power ballad won the hearts of veteran fans and helped the band gain a ton of new one. It is one of the greatest songs that begs for forgiveness and it would be hard to say no to. I would forgive Jon for any offense if he sang this song to me. Best Line: "It's been raining since you left me now I'm drowning in the flood, you see I've always been a fighter but without you I give up." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Album: These Days released in 1995...Best Song "This Ain't A Love Song" - This song is the only reason that this album is any good. While the previous section was about a great rock power ballad...this is about one of the greatest ballad EVER. Jon described this song as the ultimate love song and I couldn't agree more. If you really listen to the song you know that more romantic and passionate words have never been sung so well before. Best Line: "If the love that I got for you is gone, if the river I cried ain't that long, then I'm wrong, yeah I'm wrong, this ain't a love song." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Album: Crush released in 2000...Best Song "Captain Crash and the Beauty Queen from Mars" - Most people are going to disagree with me on my pick since this is the album that has Its My Life which is one of most rocking Bon Jovi songs and it also has Thank You For Loving Me which is the best love song by Bon Jovi but that's okay. The reason that I love Captain Crash so much because it "feels like home to me". I mean that in the sense because the people that the song is about seem wonderfully wacky and I'd like to think of myself as the same. There is something to be said about finding someone who loves your wacky ways and and allows you to completely be yourself around them. No pretenses, no worries, just two people who love it each other for who the other is and how the other makes them feel. This song is a celebration of this and that is why it is my pick for the best song on the album. Best Line: "They're drunk on love as you can get, getting high on lust and cigarettes, living life with no regrets...at least they're gonna try to fly."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Album: Bounce released in 2002...Best Song "Misunderstood" - I think that I like this song simply because we've all there. We've sat back after the fact and realized that if only we had said things differently, there would be a different outcome. When you realize that you have been misunderstood and we not given the chance to explain. It sucks especially when you play back the conversation and think of all of the different ways that you could have responded or importantly when you realize that you can't take back something that you said. This song is all out those moments and it is a comfort to know that Jon has been there and so I am in good company. Best Line: "I should have shut my mouth, things headed south as the words slipped off my tongue, they sounded dumb, if this old heart could talk, it'd say you're the one...I'm wasting time when I think about it."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Album: 100,000,000 Bon Jovi Fans Can't Be Wrong released in 2004...Best Song "The Radio Saved My Life Tonight" - I think that you have to be a music obsessed freak like me to really appreciate this song. It is the perfect song to describe the effect that music can have on me. The song talks about being in a low mood and how the right song can totally change your mood. The right song at the right can make the world feel right again. I have often said that Jon's belief if the magic of music is one of the things that makes him so special to me because I too have that belief. Some people laugh at me for it but the truth is that I feel bad for those people who don't. This song is all about the magic of music and that is why it is one of the best songs by the band. Best Line: "Radio saved my life tonight, an old song that that DJ played made me feel alright".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Album: Have A Nice released in 2005...Best Song "Dirty Little Secret" - Most American fans don't know this song since it was only released overseas. WTF Bon Jovi? Regardless, it is my favorite track off of this album because it is a very sexy song. It is a simple as that. Best Line "We made a promise and we'll keep it our dirty little secret."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Album: Lost Highway released in 2007...Best Song "(You Want To) Make A Memory" - OK so I have written about this song several times before and I am sure that I will probably write about it again. I am also sure that I write differently each time that I write about it...but one thing remains the same...and that is that it is the sexiest song ever sung by Bon Jovi. Truthfully I am in love with this song. It is one of those songs that makes me stop whatever I am doing in order to truly listen to the lyrics. The lyrics hit home with me because it makes me feel better about my belief that love doesn't have to last forever if it is wonderful while it lasts. It reminds me to be grateful for moments in time that make up the memories. This song is almost too good to listen to...almost. Best Line: "Baby just, breathe there’s no where else tonight we should be...you wanna make a memory?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well folks...we have just traveled through the entire run of the Bon Jovi and covered some amazing tunes. Now after all of this can you honestly say that you are not grateful for the birth of this musical genius?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday Jon! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862579639353379967-58945196535294066?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/58945196535294066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=58945196535294066' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/58945196535294066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/58945196535294066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday-dear-jonhappy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday Dear Jon..Happy Birthday To You!'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/Saw1-gj_-3I/AAAAAAAAEG0/jOHyfNeU4gw/s72-c/Jon_Bon_Jovi_Small_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-8326176454392796013</id><published>2009-03-01T17:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T18:04:57.753-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Live For The Fight'/><title type='text'>You Gotta Fight....</title><content type='html'>There's no place like home....but when you are a nomad like me it can be hard to know where exactly home is. Is the place where I get my mail? Is it the house where I grew up? Perhaps it is the town where I grew up in as I still feel comfortable there...and yet still feel the same desire to get the hell out of there shortly after arriving. Who really knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have spent the past few days thinking about the journey to New Mexico and the memories are good and bad. But mostly it has made me think of fights. I am not talking about little arguments (though there were several of those) but I am talking about all out ass kicking brawls where the only real winners are those watching them. (Is it any wonder considering that I had a front row seat to two such brawls in less than a week?) For privacy purposes... I will not recall the details of those fights and instead recall a few of my favorite fights in the world of pop culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5 Daniel vs Johnny in The Karate Kid:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4NfkH3Q4JOQ&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/4NfkH3Q4JOQ&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;OK so only a pop geek like me would love this fight scene but I honestly do. There is something about the way that Daniel limps his way out to the mat that really makes me want Daniel to kick Johnny's ass in spite of the fact that if it were real life and not a movie...poor Daniel wouldn't stand a chance. It is not a fight that withstands the test of time...watching it now it is blatantly obvious that it is poorly choreographed but it is great and timeless for two reasons. The first is because it gave me one of my favorite pop culture lines to use...the infamous "Sweep The Leg" line that I still use to this day (though no one has actually done it for me :( but that is not the point) and more importantly...it gave the world the "Crane Kick". Is there anyone who hasn't practiced their own crane kick since this movie came out? I just hope that no one was dumb enough to actually try it in a fight because they would have no doubt provoked quite the ass beating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4 Martin Blanke vs Creepy Bad Guy in Grosse Point Blank:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/H0ScNLt2zNc&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/H0ScNLt2zNc&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;I really really love this scene. I don't know if John Cusack has ever been sexier than he was in this movie...and in this fight. I had never thought of John as a bas ass until this movie. The hits look real as do the results of the hits. And how pimptastic is John as he flicks the lid off of that pen before jamming it into the bad guy's throat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 Paul Sheldon vs. Annie Wilkes in Misery:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gCRF6qGqnP8&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/gCRF6qGqnP8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is probably the first and only time I really wanted a guy to kick the shit out of a woman. This fight scene kicks ass because it is not just a fight...it is a fight for a man's life. Adrenaline starts pumping just watching the movie. The best part is that you get your money's worth. By all standards...Annie should have been out from the start after Paul brings his typewriter down on her head. And yet that is where the fight gets good. Annie catches on fire, both parties choke the hell out of one another which ends with the best eye poking scene in movie history. Annie shots Paul who keeps fighting the good fight in spite of his two broken legs. The absolute best part is when Paul finally gets the upper hand on Annie and begins to shove the remains of her beloved Misery novel in her mouth giving one of the best lines of the entire movie: "You want it? Eat it! Eat til you choke you sick twisted Fuck!" Annie gets in one last good kick but it is not enough. Paul uses his broken leg to trip Annie who cracks her head on the typewriter. Funny how the fight starts with the typewriter and ends with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 Daniel vs Mark in Bridget Jones 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bfKXbS7f5Xw&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/bfKXbS7f5Xw&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;(OK so I know that this clip has the scenes from 1 &amp;amp; 2...couldn't find a Youtube clip without them both. We're only talking about the first now.) This used to be my favorite fight ever! I love the way that Colin Firth punches Hugh Grant who arrogantly stands back up and gives Firth a chance to punch him in the face again. It just gets better from there. What with "Christ not again" comment to the eager announcement to the restaurant that there is fight (even though it takes a couple of seconds for anyone to care) the scene goes for good to great. Truthfully this scene works because it highlights the fact that while we are all great fighters in our heads...that is probably not the case in reality. This is one of the least manly fights in all of movies and I love it for that. I absolutely love the way that they keep apologizing to the people who are caught in the midst of their battle. However the absolute best part is when they take a break from their battle to sing happy birthday to a stranger at the restaurant. The British are always so polite. Seriously though...this one of the funniest and best fights in a movie ever...and can only be topped by the outrageous folks at South Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best fight in pop culture history is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 Cartman vs Wendy in Breast Cancer Show Ever:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/h6IhTSgU6-0&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/h6IhTSgU6-0&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;Ok so I have already blogged about this so there isn't too much to say about it now except that it is FUCKING AWESOME! Anyone that has ever watched South Park knows that Cartman deserves an ass beating and it is utterly fantastic that it came from Wendy. I never get tired of watching it...hence why it is on my iPod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweep the leg folks...Sweep the leg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862579639353379967-8326176454392796013?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/8326176454392796013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=8326176454392796013' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/8326176454392796013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/8326176454392796013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-gotta-fight.html' title='You Gotta Fight....'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-5574211239010644178</id><published>2009-02-16T15:58:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T16:04:06.695-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Don&apos;t Let Me Let You Go'/><title type='text'>I Do Think You Fit This Shoe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SZnUrGIeyGI/AAAAAAAAEGs/YPmjhQ1-n9w/s1600-h/ipod_whipping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303503873051117666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SZnUrGIeyGI/AAAAAAAAEGs/YPmjhQ1-n9w/s320/ipod_whipping.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright folks…let’s start with a continuation of my A-Rod rant…because clearly I didn’t do enough of it last week since I’m still mad. The simple fact is that I just keep getting more and more pissed off by the situation. I don’t like his “poor me” bullshit about “the weight of the world” being on his shoulders while in Texas and that being the reason for his “mistake”. I mean…I love baseball more than practically anything else in the world but let’s call it what it is…and that is a game. His “weight of the world” comment just shows what a damn drama queen and narcissistic asshole he is. I am so looking forward to the season starting but the thought of seeing him play in the new stadium aggravates me more than I can ever say. I don’t care if he has the greatest season of all times this year…I will still think that he is asshole. And don’t even get me starting on the whole A-Rod/Roberts controversy…because it is so damn ludicrous that it isn’t worth any more than this one line. Phil Moyer asked the perfect question regarding A-Rod and that is “What does he have to play for now?” His numbers are tainted, he has brought shame to himself, the sport, and more importantly to the Yankees who have to stand behind him even though he doesn’t deserve it. Again I say to you… he is a tool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on…God help me for asking this again…but What’s Worse Than Having Gum On Your Shoes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today is a duty day for me and I really should be getting stuff off of my desk for my upcoming leave but I’m just not feeling it. I think that I have done so much in the past couple of weeks that I am suffering from a moderate case of “burnt out” syndrome. I say moderate because I really don’t want to do anything but there is hope that I will get stuff done anyway. My blogging is just a temporary break from the stack of stuff that will be done before I leave tomorrow afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what today is….so let’s shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock is Dead by Marilyn Manson – I usually get really weird looks when M. M. comes on my iPod, I guess because I don’t fit the stereotype for what a M. M. listener should look like. Whatever. This is actually one of my favorite songs by the King of Goth. Say what you will about him but this is actually pretty awesome song. It has a fantastic, foot-tapping, head rocking beat and lyrically it is pretty impressive. I mean, sure it is a pretty pessimistic view of society but it really isn’t that wrong. But truthfully, most days I listen to it for the beat because it is that good. Best Line: “Build us a new God and sell us his address.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Is A Battlefield by Pat Benatar – Here is yet another song that should be banned from every karaoke bar on the planet. It has been terribly abused. It is understandable, as it is a pretty damn awesome song but no song is worth seeing many a drunk Pat-wannabe stumble her way through this song…air fist pumping and all. Oddly enough…this is another song that makes me laugh every time I hear it…thanks to South Park. How can you hear this and not picture the drunk Mr. Mackey stumbling his way to his house…adding his trademark “Ummm-kay?” after every line? I love that episode. So I guess what I am saying is that it would be okay for someone to sing this song at a karaoke bar only if they channel Mr. Mackey. Best Line: “We are young…ummm-kay?! Hearted to hearted we stand…ummm-kay?!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take My Hand by Simple Plan – I love Simple Plan and this is probably my favorite song by the band. It is impossible not to rock out when you hear this song. It is a tough song to sing along to for some reason…which means that I will only attempt it alone in my car. I will however start tapping anything close whenever I am listening to this song…my pen on the desk, my foot to ground, my fingers on the keyboard…you get the idea. It is a pretty hot song too which makes it even more awesome. It channels the whole “Bet on me like I bet on you, this is our chance, Mad Love” feeling which makes it pretty much irresistible. Best Line: “Take my hand tonight and let’s not think about tomorrow.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast by Newsboys – And here is yet another example of why I am probably going to hell. For those of you who don’t know that this song is a Christian Pop song…don’t feel bad. I didn’t either another I heard someone singing it and I thought it was a joke. The worst part is that upon finding out that it was not a joke, I remember laughing even harder…thus yet another reason why I will probably be spending the afterlife surrounded by flames. Even though I never listened to this song with Dino it reminds me of many of the conversations about God and religion that we shared when he told me that he is pretty sure that God has a sense of humor. I am betting on it…as I am pretty sure that he probably laughed when he heard this song too. This song is on the iPod for comedic reasons only. I use the next line loosely…Best Line: “When the toast is burned and all the milk has turned and Captain Crunch is waving farewell, when the big one finds you let this song remind you that they don’t serve breakfast in hell.” Seriously…?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About A Girl by Nirvana – First allow me to congratulate myself on absolutely nailing this song on Guitar Hero World Tour. And by nailed I mean that I didn’t miss a note. So on the off chance that you are reading this Joba Chamberlain….consider yourself challenged. Moving on…so could Nirvana have selected a better song to kick off their Unplugged Album with? I think not. I cannot imagine listening to it without hearing this song as the intro. It sets the bar high and gets you going so you can overlook the crappy songs that they put on there like “Jesus Don’t Want Me For Sunbeam”. Best Line: “I’ll take advantage while you hang me out to dry.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that’s it folks…as I still have a ton of LES(s) to review and a stack of papers to shred that is close to my waist in height. Gotta love the life of a Yeoman…oh wait…I don’t.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303503746970118498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SZnUjwcbaWI/AAAAAAAAEGk/rNnCxjrNGNY/s320/shoe-web.jpg" border="0" /&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/1862579639353379967-5574211239010644178?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/5574211239010644178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=5574211239010644178' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/5574211239010644178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/5574211239010644178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-do-think-you-fit-this-shoe.html' title='I Do Think You Fit This Shoe'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SZnUrGIeyGI/AAAAAAAAEGs/YPmjhQ1-n9w/s72-c/ipod_whipping.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-4835710769804457127</id><published>2009-02-09T20:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T20:28:33.366-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Just Don&apos;t Know What To Do'/><title type='text'>You're The Center of Adrenaline...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SZDYEvmv6PI/AAAAAAAAEGc/8i63GlvkCu4/s1600-h/ipod-game.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300974337425139954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SZDYEvmv6PI/AAAAAAAAEGc/8i63GlvkCu4/s320/ipod-game.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Holy Smokes...today sucked. It wasn't exceptionally tough...nor was it exceptionally busy. I even somehow managed to put a small dent in the pile of work that has taken over my cubicle over the past week. That alone should have allowed me to walk out of the office with a feeling of victory. Yet I walked out slowly, defeated and annoyed. I need cheering up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So let's shuffle...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bizarre Love Triangle by New Order - I LOVE this song. It is another one of those songs that I forget how much I love until I hear the intro and before I know it...the volume is up and I am grooving along to one of the best dance floor tunes. Many a DJ has spun this song and many a couple have found themselves overcome with passion that comes from dancing to this song. Worthy of space on any iPod. Oh and it has a fantastic opening line which gives it bonus points in my eyes. There really isn't anything else to say about this song. Best Line: "Every time I think of you, I feel shot right through with a bolt of blue."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life in Mono by Mono - This song came out like 10 years ago and I still can't decide if it is incredibly romantic or incredibly depressing. I suppose that is what makes it so good. I remember that Robin hated it from the first time that he heard it because he said that the soft, almost seductive voice of Emma Bunton freaked him out. Truthfully, this song always makes me think of the Ethan Hawke, shouting in the rain at Gwyneth Paltrow in the 1998 version of Great Expectations. At least he was shouting at her to this song in the movie trailer. Perhaps that is why I am torn about this song. It was incredibly romantic and incredibly sad to see him standing in the rain at her balcony, shouting " Everything I do, I do it for you! Anything that might be special in me, is you!" And yet anything and everything was not enough. Poor Ethan...left alone....probably ended up catching nothing more than a cold. But I digress...Best Line: "I can't seem to recall when you came along."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If You Leave Me No by Chicago - Before you make fun of me for having this song on my iPod...hear me out. Let me start by saying that of all of the shitty songs performed by Chicago, I admit that this one is particularly bad. I have this song on my iPod for one reason...and it is because it makes me laugh. It makes me laugh because it reminds of Butters South Park episode when he is trying to find his way back to South Park after his mom tried to drown him in the car. So I hear this song and I think of poor little Butters singing "Woo-ohhh-wooo baby please don't go." So yeah...it was worth the $0.99 just to laugh. So let's use that line as the best line because there really isn't much to choose from.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Best Thing by Savage Garden - What ever happened to Savage Garden? I loved Savage Garden...and not just because of their name tribute to one of the greatest stories of all times. I loved their slow sappy stuff...and especially loved their peppy sappy stuff. This is one of their best peppy sappy songs. It is impossible not to dance to it. I miss Savage Garden. Best Line: "This intoxication thrills me...I only pray it doesn't kill me."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862579639353379967-4835710769804457127?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/4835710769804457127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=4835710769804457127' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/4835710769804457127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/4835710769804457127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2009/02/youre-center-of-adrenaline.html' title='You&apos;re The Center of Adrenaline...'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SZDYEvmv6PI/AAAAAAAAEGc/8i63GlvkCu4/s72-c/ipod-game.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-5019040929796084034</id><published>2009-02-08T16:58:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T17:36:28.878-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Woman Scorned'/><title type='text'>I HATE A-ROD Version...umm...Oh I've lost count!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SY9d-kE5O5I/AAAAAAAAEGU/p6YemVX4kmA/s1600-h/arodsad.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300558615855840146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SY9d-kE5O5I/AAAAAAAAEGU/p6YemVX4kmA/s320/arodsad.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For all of the shit that I have talked about A-Rod in the past...there was always one thing that I firmly believed and adamantly denied on his behalf...and that was the fact that he had never used steroids. Don't I feel like an ass now? Fucking A-Rod.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I am pretty sure that I saw something about this scandal on the news last night at dinner...I didn't think anything of it because my attention was not on baseball. So truthfully the anger didn't hit me unitl today when I finally looked at it the story. Fucking A-Rod. I guess this whole thing gives the nickname A-Fraud a whole new meaning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is no coincidence that he popped positive the same year that he was the named the American League MVP. Given the chance I was go into his house and steal that award because he doesn't deserve it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't care that it was years ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't care that he did it at a time when "everyone else was doing it".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't care that it wasn't illegal then. (All the more reason for him to be a man and own up to it!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't care that there is no evidence that he has done anything since then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The simple fact is that he has hid this "minor" fact from fans for years while dozens of his fellow players fell from grace during the steroid scandal. He sat by smugly while others fell and never man-ed up and said "Hey...I've been there. I made a mistake too." Hell if he would have done that...I totally would have stood by him. My love for Giambi and Pettitte was as strong as ever in spite of their use of the juice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But no...A-Rod never opened his mouth. More significantly...he is still keeping his damn mouth shut. What a coward.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes I am pissed...because I always swore that he was clean. So help me...I will never say anything nice about the fraud ever again. I don't care if he is a Yankee...he is a fucking tool....and I hate him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300558039662922562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SY9ddBlzC0I/AAAAAAAAEGM/0ak5R_XqiKY/s320/aord.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;In spite of the drama surrounding the Yankees...it is not all bad news. So let's end on a good note...and that is that Joba was throwing off the mound in Florida....and throwing well. Take that all you "Joba belongs in the bullpen" people. "He'll be the love in your eyes" indeed. (Cheers to the 1st person to explain that line."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300556817986662242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SY9cV6fer2I/AAAAAAAAEGE/LlWYdXEQ3ww/s320/alg_joba.jpg" border="0" /&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/1862579639353379967-5019040929796084034?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/5019040929796084034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=5019040929796084034' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/5019040929796084034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/5019040929796084034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-hate-rod-versionummoh-ive-lost-count.html' title='I HATE A-ROD Version...umm...Oh I&apos;ve lost count!'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SY9d-kE5O5I/AAAAAAAAEGU/p6YemVX4kmA/s72-c/arodsad.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-4211128991832646545</id><published>2009-02-03T20:37:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T21:20:05.390-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Missing Baseball'/><title type='text'>Can You Blame Him??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SYj7CbMua8I/AAAAAAAAEF8/DDpCz1s-FTs/s1600-h/2-24-97_JETER_AROD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298760980680829890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SYj7CbMua8I/AAAAAAAAEF8/DDpCz1s-FTs/s320/2-24-97_JETER_AROD.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"You know, identical twins are never really identical. There is always one that is prettier, and the other one does all the work. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hell hath no fury like a scorned lover...and there isn't a fan in Yankee Universe who know just how scorned Joe Torre felt. OK so it is old news but I have to throw my two cents in for the few people who haven't joined me in wonderful world of Facebook (which once again...I am on several times a time). I don't really care about most of the bullshit that Joe spun in his latest betrayal of the Yanks...but I can't help but talk about the "Single White Female" like obsession that A-Rod supposedly had for Derek Jeter. True or not...this is not the question. In fact there is only one question and that is....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can you blame him?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A-Rod and Derek started their careers at practically the same time...playing the same position, both young, handsome and the world of baseball was theirs for the taking. Everyone compared the two rising stars...hell I seem to remember that they were both featured in People Magazine's 50 Most Eligible Bachelor issue in 2000. And they were best friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In spite of all of the similarities...A-Rod could have and should have been the clear winner. He had the obvious advantage. A-Rod was the rising star on a team that would have sold their soul to sell his merchandise....while Derek was a merely a single sparkle in the greatest collection of diamonds in sports. The Yankee teams prior to this decade had made themselves known for having a collection of high caliber players...but no single star. The cards had been dealt and A-Rod had the winning hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yet he lost. He has since become one of the most hated players in sports..hated by even his own fans...and no matter how many records he breaks, no matter how much money he makes, no matter who he dates...he will never rise above the star that is Derek Jeter. EVERYONE loves Derek. Do a google search of A-Rod and you will get more Anti-A-Rod sites than you will sites for him. More importantly...you do a google search of Derek Jeter and the negative thing you will find about him is that he is a gay with A-Rod...which is still a stab at A-Rod more than Derek.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Derek might not have the sheer talent, killer smile, outrageous bank account or sexy accent that A-Rod has but he is most beloved man in baseball. And that must baffle the shit out of poor Alex.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the truth is that as much as he wanted to...Alex couldn't Derek for his success...he became consumed by the need to understand it. In his quest to understand how he held all of the winning cards and still lost...Alex became consumed with the man who beat him. It isn't a gay thing...or a scary thing...it is a sad thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you think of it like that...I ask you again...can you blame him?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am loyal fan to Derek...and always will be. I am forever disappointed in A-Rod the Yankee. And yet I find myself pitying A-Rod the man. His evil ex-wife should have never steered him towards New York. Alex never would have become the legend that Derek is regardless of where he was at...but going to New York sealed his fate and forever cast him as the bastard child in the Yankee family. Since day one he has been surrounded by people who will forever think of him a impostor...a pretender and challenger to throne of their beloved Jeter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course the man would lash out by being a boisterous asshole. Of course he would call attention to his records. He was (and still is) a desperate man who was grabbing at the only straws within his reach...and all his grabbing just made his house fall even faster. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think of this and ask yourself...can you blame him?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now I say to you...look at Derek...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298760570085638274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SYj6qhnNAII/AAAAAAAAEF0/qNmuY0bEkn4/s320/C6_2008_mens_01_full.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See him in his glory and ask yourself...could you blame anyone for becoming so obsessed with him? Hell...I would take him and keep him as my own if I could. I suspect that for me an obsession with Derek would be far less painful me than it is for Alex...so offer him the chance to change places with me....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So if you're reading this A-Rod...look me up on Facebook.&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/1862579639353379967-4211128991832646545?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/4211128991832646545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=4211128991832646545' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/4211128991832646545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/4211128991832646545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2009/02/can-you-blame-him.html' title='Can You Blame Him??'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SYj7CbMua8I/AAAAAAAAEF8/DDpCz1s-FTs/s72-c/2-24-97_JETER_AROD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-7075404661953570485</id><published>2009-01-04T20:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T20:27:45.925-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='King of Hearts Indeed'/><title type='text'>All Hail King Henry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SWFhWrzD5JI/AAAAAAAAEFM/rzdJY2XVBCU/s1600-h/tudors4nk6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287614479851578514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SWFhWrzD5JI/AAAAAAAAEFM/rzdJY2XVBCU/s320/tudors4nk6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I have resisted the urge to subscribe to Showtime but after watching the 2nd Season of The Tudors there is no way that I can resist much longer. I cannot wait for the iTunes release of Season 3 because I am so hooked. I love the story, I love the scandal, and truthfully...I love the men. What I can say? This show is a wonderfully delicious guilty pleasure of mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's start with Henry Cavill. I was fond of him when he played Albert Mondego in the 2002 Count of Monte Cristo and remember thinking that there is a touch of magic in his smile. It is the type of smile that is dangerous to women. So he has been perfectly cast as the notorious player Charles Brandon. What woman would be able to resist a smile like his? It almost outshines his beautiful eyes. Add his sexy accent to those features and it is almost too much to take.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287614327958876146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SWFhN19BL_I/AAAAAAAAEFE/YQurdx9KKsg/s320/the_tudors_henrycavill_s2_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Jeremy Northam is brilliant in his portrayal of Thomas More. He doesn't ooze the sex appeal that some of his co-stars do but and yet I find myself drawn to him. Perhaps it is his confident, uncocky demeanor or it is perhaps his determination not to loyal to the King while not betraying his soul. I don't know...but I was drawn to him and found myself crying when he lost his head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287614178208626018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SWFhFIFxtWI/AAAAAAAAEE8/Gab-94iWZV8/s320/tudors_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;But lets face it...there really is one reason to watch the show...and that is for Jonathan Rhys Meyers who is the absolutely perfect King Henry VIII. He just seems to be growing more and more sexy as the show progresses. Even his once buggy blue eyes that freaked me out in the first season are sexy. His accent is irresistible and then the lines that he says...well lets just say that it is once again almost more than I can stand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287613955421781602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SWFg4KJQPmI/AAAAAAAAEE0/YLe-N3fMuLs/s320/tudors1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Meyers is in a unique position as an actor. He is portraying a character who would be easy to hate....and yet he is playing it so well that you cannot help but love him. Sure he banishes his best friend from court, threatens to behead him, beheads his long time mentor, is a male whore, who creates mass chaos to get his way...none of that matters because of how well Meyers is able to do with it such emotion and visible conflict that you cannot help but love him. There are two scenes in particular that especially melt my heart. Oddly, they are in the same episode. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287613767122346754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SWFgtMrK4wI/AAAAAAAAEEs/4k8iRpdxzD4/s320/b00cwgcv_640_360.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;The first one is when King Henry finally goes to Queen Anne after her miscarriage and finds her in tears. In a rare display of vulnerability the Queen asks if he stills cares for her. In the sweetest voice he comforts his queen, assuring her that he does still love her. At this point we all know that he has been unfaithful and that he has begun to doubt her but you wouldn't have guessed it from the way that the comforts her. I know that it is TV show but I couldn't help being a little bit envious of the tenderness that he showed her and of his efforts to assure that everything would be alright.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The second scene was when they finally beheaded Sir Thomas More. Now from the moment that he is addressing the crowd, I had tears in my eyes. As he laid his head down on the block, the tears threatened to fall but I was still okay. And then....just at the moment when the axe drops it cuts to King Henry who lets out a passion-infused, heart stopping scream that absolutely broke my heart. I began to shed a waterfall of tears, not just at the death of the good man but also at the obvious pain that it caused King Henry. Sure he was the one who ordered the beheading (though he did save his mentor from being tortured as originally sentenced) but how could anyone resent him for it after that scene? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287613236577155410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SWFgOUPVuVI/AAAAAAAAEEk/8Myr_6T3XbQ/s320/the-tudors-season-2-episode-5-photo-6.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Jonathan Rhys Meyers has once again been nominated for a Golden Globe for his role in this series. He probably won't win because I want him to and as it was so kindly pointed out in last nights post...I am doomed to bet on the losing horse. Regardless....I am so in love with this show and he is the main reason why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those of you non-iTunes people out there...season 2 comes out on Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287613009347938850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SWFgBFvrCiI/AAAAAAAAEEc/7B_if4wl1kc/s320/tudors_gal2_drape_a_mem3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862579639353379967-7075404661953570485?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/7075404661953570485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=7075404661953570485' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/7075404661953570485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/7075404661953570485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2009/01/all-hail-king-henry.html' title='All Hail King Henry'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SWFhWrzD5JI/AAAAAAAAEFM/rzdJY2XVBCU/s72-c/tudors4nk6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-4715788283221696576</id><published>2009-01-03T19:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T19:03:00.728-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peyton For President'/><title type='text'>In Peyton I Trust</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SV_7vZXlS_I/AAAAAAAAEEA/FdF4XvaxG4E/s1600-h/peytonmanning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287221279238474738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SV_7vZXlS_I/AAAAAAAAEEA/FdF4XvaxG4E/s320/peytonmanning.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here we are...just over an hour before the Colts take the field against the Chargers to see if they will continue on their quest to bring home the Superbowl Trophy. If I were a member of the Colts, I would be feeling good...especially now that everyone knows that they are being led by the greatest player in the league.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;LETS HEAR IT FOR PEYTON MANNING WINNING HIS 3RD....(yes his THIRD) NFL MVP AWARD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not only did he win it...he crushed the other contenders by securing 32 of the 50 votes. This proves what I have been saying all along...and that is that no one in the league is even close to being the player that Peyton is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now one might say that I am a bit biased...being a loyal Peyton fan so let's talk facts and numbers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's start with the fact that he started the season less a 100% due to his preseason knee surgery. Then you have the fact that at one point this season his team was under .500. I think that by week 6 everyone had counted the Colts out. Everyone but Peyton that is. Peyton forced himself to pull everything together. He found his groove on the field, got back on track and brought the entire team along for the ride. Once the Colts got moving...they began to look like a Superbowl Contention team...and Peyton looked like the all star that we know and love. By the end of the regular season he had his 9th 4000 yard plus season, a most impressive 66.8 completion rate, and most importantly...a spot in the playoffs. Best of all...he was rewarded for his hard work with his 3rd MVP award.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can't argue with facts folks. There is no other player in the league who deserves the honor more. The fact that he managed to do all of these amazing things on the field with his usual class and good ole boy charm is what makes him more than just a great athlete...it is what makes him a legend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While I believe that the Colts destroy the Chargers tonight I felt it was important to make it known how freakin' awesome it is that Peyton earned this award. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were some who lost faith in him after his rocky start but not this Peyton fan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287220849942426722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SV_7WaHbdGI/AAAAAAAAED4/zA0Yr3oDF44/s320/peyton-manning-picture-1.jpg" border="0" /&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/1862579639353379967-4715788283221696576?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/4715788283221696576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=4715788283221696576' title='55 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/4715788283221696576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/4715788283221696576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2009/01/in-peyton-i-trust.html' title='In Peyton I Trust'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SV_7vZXlS_I/AAAAAAAAEEA/FdF4XvaxG4E/s72-c/peytonmanning.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>55</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-7072264760317648519</id><published>2009-01-02T19:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T19:23:02.149-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Best Moments of 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SV56XwOpzXI/AAAAAAAAEDw/akIFefF9snU/s1600-h/463px-Symbol_thumbs_up_svg.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286797561081482610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SV56XwOpzXI/AAAAAAAAEDw/akIFefF9snU/s320/463px-Symbol_thumbs_up_svg.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright folks...I hear you loud and clear. I will admit that I did half-ass the Worst of post. There were a lot more shitty moments during the year. But as I said...it is hard to think of bad things when you are thinking pleasant thoughts. So get over it! Focus on the positive Man!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So lets do just that...here are my picks for the best of 2008.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286797127691324466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SV55-huYzDI/AAAAAAAAEDo/sJTmGCI77UU/s320/Killers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let's start with my list of the best songs of 2008:&lt;br /&gt;- Shake It by Metro Station: As previously stated...this is the most creatively written dance song of the year. Everything about this song works and it is freakin' awesome!&lt;br /&gt;- Pork &amp;amp; Beans by Weezer: This has got to the best anti-conformity song of the year. It is guaranteed to make you feel better if sung loud and proud on a bad day.&lt;br /&gt;-Rehab by Rihanna: Incredibly sexy and sad at the same time...Rehab perfectly captures the bittersweet feeling of loving someone &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; much. I can't say enough of how much I like this song.&lt;br /&gt;-Womanizer by Britney Spears: Great because let's face it...you can't help but sing along with this catchy tune.&lt;br /&gt;- If I Were A Boy by Beyonce: Normally I not a big fan of Beyonce but I have to give her credit on this one. The video is entertaining, lyrically it is slam dunk, and you would have to have a heart of stone not to get the chills from the emotion that she sings it with.&lt;br /&gt;- Rock &amp;amp; Roll by Eric Hutchinson: This the feel good song of the year. I found myself getting pointed and laughed at for singing it at Target the other day. It has a great beat, great lyrics, and has the ability to get stuck in your heads and yet not annoy you for it. The #2 song of the year without a doubt.&lt;br /&gt;-Human by The Killers: So I think that I have said all that needs to be said about this one. Without a doubt...best song of the year! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286796339901985106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SV55Qq-xcVI/AAAAAAAAEDA/9YmA96gfJos/s320/pineappleexpress_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now lets talk about the best movies of 2008:&lt;br /&gt;- The Dark Knight: You've got Christian Bale looking sexy as hell and Heath acting creepy as hell. Together it makes for a highly entertaining movie that sticks with you long after the end credits roll.&lt;br /&gt;- Role Models: Granted it was over marketed before it was even released, I still enjoyed this movie. It was funny and once again I left the theater crushing on Paul Rudd. He is one of the most lovable and under appreciated actors currently making movies.&lt;br /&gt;- Horton Hears A Who: This is another movie that made me laugh and cry...all four times that I saw it. It is a great movie for the kid in all of us.&lt;br /&gt;- W: I know that I am probably going to get a lot shit for this one but I loved this movie. Who didn't see it and want to give W a hug afterwards?&lt;br /&gt;- Forgetting Sarah Marshall: Any movie that makes someone laugh as much as this one did deserves to be named one of the best of the year.&lt;br /&gt;- Kung Fu Panda: How could you not love this movie? Once again it made me a laugh and cry and even made me want to learn kung fu. Credit Dustin Hoffman for his unrated performance as Master Shifu because I really think that he was what held the characters together.&lt;br /&gt;- The Strangers: This is my pick for the scariest movie of the year. It scared the hell out of me for days! As I stated in my previous post about the movie...the movie was awesomely scary because the threat is real. I was excited when I bought the DVD and got a free T-shirt with it but can't wear it because it freaks me out when I stand in front of mirror.&lt;br /&gt;- Pineapple Express: This is my pick for the best movie of the year. It was funny, action-packed and heart-warming from start to finish. Seth Rogan proved that he is more than just your average funny man and James Franco showed that there isn't a role written that he can't rock.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And here is the stuff that doesn't really fit into a category but managed to be awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286795979015693314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SV547qkxpAI/AAAAAAAAEC4/t_1Qos8Ojo0/s320/ManningAA16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manning Madness - The year started off well for the Manning family...with both of them making it to the playoffs. Sure it sucked when Peyton could not carry his entire past the 1st round but that's okay. Eli picked up the slack and carried his team the whole way. Then Eli got married...which is cool for him. Then Peyton fought off criticism over his secret surgery (it was nobody's business anyway! It was in the off season damn it!). Both Mannings produced quality commercials throughout the year. Oh and both of them ended their 2008 by securing playoff positions for their teams. I love the Mannings!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286795477602622722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SV54eeqlXQI/AAAAAAAAECw/AzoxDN8QOhQ/s320/britbrit.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Britney Spears' Comeback - I'm not afraid to admit it. I like Britney. I am just glad that it is once again cool to like her. Say what you will about her but she has had one hell of a year and for her to still be standing is commendable. So what if she has to have her dad taking care of her. What girl can honestly say that her life wasn't less chaotic when her dad was involved? Circus is an awesome album so 3 Cheers for Brit! You go girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286794765370741586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SV531BZRU1I/AAAAAAAAECo/zeMN1LQAJTA/s320/mcnabb.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;The Eagles tie against the Bengals. Even if the damn Eagles do go on to win the Super Bowl (I perish the thought!), no one will ever forget that they couldn't beat the Bengals nor the fact that McNabb is such an idiot when it comes to rules of the sport.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286793983755777986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SV53Hhpvd8I/AAAAAAAAECg/LM0UceincS8/s320/vic-703979.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Shane Victorino. OK so I am happy for the entire Phillies team but I have to say that I found myself crushing on Shane a little bit during the playoffs. He was classy when he was thrown at that I couldn't help but crush on him! He came across as a good guy...and one cannot help but pull for the good guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286793575365788562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SV52vwR-w5I/AAAAAAAAECY/cGANQPbC-Ls/s320/wendytestaburger.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The Breast Cancer Show Ever on South Park: If there was a better moment on TV this year...I didn't see it. God help me but I loved this episode so much that I refuse to delete it from my DVR and I have it on my iPod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286793381864560402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 172px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 167px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SV52kfbsVxI/AAAAAAAAECQ/eyJTnA_-Jb4/s320/muppets_13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Return of Super Grover - Ok so this one will no doubt make no sense to most of you but stick with me on this one. In the past year Super Grover has become by favorite animated character. I see him and I smile. So much in fact that I have expanded my Super Grover collection beyond a simple green Super Grover shirt to coffee mugs, a small glass figurine by my bed, and a screen saver just so that I can smile often. How can you look at Grover and not smile?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286793190724755890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SV52ZXYaYbI/AAAAAAAAECI/gtousgkGuCI/s320/gs_jeter_080630_main.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Derek Jeter Commercial madness. OK so let me start by saying that we all know that Peyton is the sports KING of TV commercials. My point is the Derek Jeter is definitely a close contender for the throne. OK he is no Peyton Manning but lets face it....Derek looks better than Peyton which makes his commercials almost as good as Peyton's. Derek started the year off with the incredibly sexy G2 Commercial, then followed up with his Tri-State Ford commercials (in which he looks super sexy with his Edge), and then launched his Gillette commercials. The one for the razor was funny and cute but the one for the deodorant was sheer commercial greatness! Whoever came up with the idea of Derek walking out of Fenway, getting booed and looking sexier than ever is a genius! Seriously...Derek rocked the commercial world this year which is awesome. Based on the new G commercial that aired during the 2009 Rose Bowl...he is well on his way to doing the same in 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286790729334296146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SV50KF_MjlI/AAAAAAAAECA/zvK-l1qIdo8/s320/yankee+night+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;The Final Game At Yankee Stadium: Even if you are a moron who hates the Yankees...you still have to appreciate what an amazing moment in sports this was. The history that came with it, the incredible baseball that was played that night, the waterfall of tears that Derek Jeter provoked from fans in his final pitch...it had everything that a fan could ask for from such a momentous night. I would have to say that this was probably one of the best nights of the entire year for me. The only thing that could have made it a little better would have been some Ben &amp;amp; Jerry's ice cream but overall it was an amazing night that will live on in my memory for years to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So far my 2009 has not been off to a good start but I am hopeful that it will only get better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862579639353379967-7072264760317648519?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/7072264760317648519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=7072264760317648519' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/7072264760317648519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/7072264760317648519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2009/01/best-moments-of-2008.html' title='Best Moments of 2008'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SV56XwOpzXI/AAAAAAAAEDw/akIFefF9snU/s72-c/463px-Symbol_thumbs_up_svg.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-1026005475167901350</id><published>2009-01-01T18:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T21:37:26.298-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snow Delay'/><title type='text'>WORST MOMENT OF 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SV19kRaEgxI/AAAAAAAAEB4/YLXaUKCOwfU/s1600-h/shovel.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286519599704343314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SV19kRaEgxI/AAAAAAAAEB4/YLXaUKCOwfU/s320/shovel.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sadly I will be delaying my best of 2008 post one more evening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Little did I know that when I posted the worst moments of 2008 on the 30th of December that I would be living the WORST moment of 2008 the very next day. Fucking snow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I seriously got my ass kicked by the snow and duty yesterday and I am feeling it today. I am hurting in places that I didn't even know that I had muscle. If my doc finds out that I was shoveling snow a few weeks out from my surgery she is probably going to slap me upside the head and would be justified in doing so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today has been spent in bed or in the bath tub trying to soothe my aching body. Therefore...no more blogging this evening. Sorry folks.  Blame that asshole old man winter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862579639353379967-1026005475167901350?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/1026005475167901350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=1026005475167901350' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/1026005475167901350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/1026005475167901350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2009/01/worst-moment-of-2008.html' title='WORST MOMENT OF 2008'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SV19kRaEgxI/AAAAAAAAEB4/YLXaUKCOwfU/s72-c/shovel.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-10824289127702309</id><published>2008-12-31T17:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T17:32:25.556-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Hiatus'/><title type='text'>Happy New Years!</title><content type='html'>Alright folks...the best of post will have to wait until tomorrow due to the fact that I have spent my day shoveling snow and will no doubt be doing it well into the New Year.  Gotta love duty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR folks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862579639353379967-10824289127702309?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/10824289127702309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=10824289127702309' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/10824289127702309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/10824289127702309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-new-years.html' title='Happy New Years!'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-2530767734300010546</id><published>2008-12-30T21:34:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T22:21:34.423-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Worst Moments of 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SVrje_0cDOI/AAAAAAAAEBw/ExyUPOmY0rg/s1600-h/hand-thumbs-down-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285787234339654882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SVrje_0cDOI/AAAAAAAAEBw/ExyUPOmY0rg/s320/hand-thumbs-down-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;As I started to prepare to write my best of and worst posts for the year I realized that I really didn't know enough about each genre to write anything. Clearly I have been distracted from pop culture this year. I am not the least bit upset by this as my mind has been filled with other wonderful thoughts....but it does make it hard to blog. So rather than break it up by genre...I am going to do two posts this year...the best of and the worst everything in 2008 according to Millie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's start with the things that really pissed me off this year. In no particular order....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jenny Sheppard getting killed on NCIS. I just started to like her character and then they go and kill her off. I was pretty pissed...and I will admit that I cried. Oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The official statement that The 4400 would not return...not on TV...no movie...nada nothing. This is a prime example why it is not good to like anything...ever. You only get let down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wang getting hurt and missing the rest of the entire season. This injury not only effected the Yankees but it effected me personally because I had to endure months of "wang-less Yankee" jokes. Damn it all. Oh and the subsequent injuries to the Yankees sucked too...all except for fucking Pavano because I am incapable of feeling sympathy for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The passing of Heath Ledger....call me crazy but I still get sad when I realize that I will never see him another movie. I loved everything he did from his cute rendition of "Can't Take My Eyes Off You" in 10 Things I Hate About You to him scaring the shit out of me in The Dark Night. He wasn't the sexiest man alive but somehow managed to make you think that he was when he was on screen. Still bumming over this one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chinese Democracy - OK so I really didn't have that high of expectations for this one and yet I still was disappointed. Talk about a total letdown album. I mean...I know that there was no way that it could possibly live up to its own hype but I never expected that it would suck so much. Oh well. Other let down albums of the year include Viva la Vida by Coldplay, Death Magnetic by Metallica, and Black Ice by AC/DC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Eagles Comeback - How in the hell is this team in the damn in playoffs? It pisses me off so much that I don't even want to write about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Governator blowing off the Northern Pacific Coast Guard Forum. OK so I know that I wouldn't have been able to meet him but being that I help coordinate an entire floor plan around him the least he could have done is show up! So the budget was screwed up...he wasn't going to fix it in the two hours it would have taken to show up and make a bunch of Coasties' day. Oh well. Bygones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The BCS system. Though one could make the argument that this one of the world moment's of every year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally the worst moment of the year according to Millie....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The moment when I officially knew that the Yankees were not going to the playoffs. I will admit it...I cried then too. The good news is that I am confident that the Yankee organization has made the necessary changes to ensure that I don't shed those tears again in 2009.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I am sure that I am missing some moments but I am in a pretty good mood tonight so it is hard for me to think of bad things.  Check back tomorrow for my list of the best moments of the year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862579639353379967-2530767734300010546?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/2530767734300010546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=2530767734300010546' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/2530767734300010546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/2530767734300010546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2008/12/worst-moments-of-2008.html' title='Worst Moments of 2008'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SVrje_0cDOI/AAAAAAAAEBw/ExyUPOmY0rg/s72-c/hand-thumbs-down-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-5607326553142846989</id><published>2008-12-29T23:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T23:39:00.166-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost For You...I&apos;m So Lost For You'/><title type='text'>Ready Let's Roll Onto Something New....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SVmk8GmagfI/AAAAAAAAEBo/tFUlnngtvUI/s1600-h/ipod_ant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285436990166827506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SVmk8GmagfI/AAAAAAAAEBo/tFUlnngtvUI/s320/ipod_ant.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am going to start with one thing...and that is that I FURIOUS that the fucking Eagles are going to the playoffs. That is all that I am going to say about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now let's shuffle...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somebody Told Me by The Killers - This song takes me back about four years when The Killers came out with their 1st album. I remember hearing this song on the VH1 Top 20 Countdown and instantly fell in love with The Killers. I didn't really get the song but still loved it. I am not sure that I get it now but still love the song. It is another one of those songs that comes on and I find myself getting pumped up. Pumped up for what I am not sure but pumped up nonetheless. Much like Brandon Flowers in the video...the leg starts kicking and the fists start pumping and before I know it...I am singing along. The beat of the song is by far the best part...as it is one of those pulsing beats that sticks in your head for days. It is no wonder that The Killers are still kicking ass in the music world with a start like this. Best Line: "Pace yourself for me, I said maybe baby please but I just don't know now when all I wanna do is try."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I Fell by The Beatles - Most of you already know my take on The Beatles. I strongly believe that they are good...but not as good as everyone thinks that they are. But that is not the point tonight. This is my favorite song by The Beatles. The sweetness of this song just makes me melt whenever I hear it. There really is only one line worth mentioning but it is no doubt the reason that I love it. I hear it and I reflect on the deeper meaning of it. It is easy to overlook the greatness that is the opening verse. It is a scary thing to be on the brink of falling in love with someone...let alone to ask them to teach you what it really means to love that person. Do you jump? Will you regret it if you do? I say no...no regrets at all because love like that...imperfect though it may be is worth it. Best Line (s): "If I fell in love with you would you promise to be true and help me understand 'cause I've been in love before and I found that love was more than just holding hands."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crash Into Me by Dave Matthews - For as overrated as I think that the Dave Matthews Band is I have to say that this song is probably one of the sexiest songs ever written. It is not overtly sexy which is what makes it sexy. I remember thinking as a teenager that I very much wanted to believe that love existed in the world the way that it did in the song. I still want to believe that love can be seen in my eyes. Best Line: "I'm bare boned and crazy....for you."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Human by The Killers - Seriously...this song gets better every time I hear it. Without a doubt it is the best song of the year...there I said it! (Shout out to you Andrew!) Lyrically and musically it is phenomenal. I feel like I could write and write and write about this song and never be able to capture how awesome it is. You have to hear and listen to it to appreciate how great it is. I changed my Caller Tunes to this song for all but one person because the song is so damn awesome. It is tough to pick the best line because the entire song is like one great line. But here it is. Best Line: " Give my regards to soul and romance, they always did the best they could."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't Look Back In Anger by Oasis - Bloody hell I get mad whenever I listen to Oasis. They were so damn talented and they blew it. Oh well. But that is not the point. I always smile when I hear this song because I remember singing this song but not knowing the words. Bobby finally looked up the lyrics (I am pretty sure that this was before the ease of Google) to prove to me that it really was "So Sally can wait" and not whatever goofy thing that I said instead. This is not the best Oasis song but probably the second best so go ahead and download it. Best Line: "You ain't ever gonna burn my heart out."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285436592026632978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 172px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 167px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SVmkk7aZQxI/AAAAAAAAEBg/oUlzmXXgh_U/s320/muppets_13.jpg" border="0" /&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/1862579639353379967-5607326553142846989?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/5607326553142846989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=5607326553142846989' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/5607326553142846989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/5607326553142846989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2008/12/ready-lets-roll-onto-something-new.html' title='Ready Let&apos;s Roll Onto Something New....'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SVmk8GmagfI/AAAAAAAAEBo/tFUlnngtvUI/s72-c/ipod_ant.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-6200691250492821262</id><published>2008-12-25T20:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T22:48:31.096-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Santa Can You Hear Me?'/><title type='text'>I Wanna Wish You A Merry Christmas From The Bottom of My Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SVRTust3HAI/AAAAAAAAEBY/QfAlEN1pRjo/s1600-h/blogwish.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283940324555037698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SVRTust3HAI/AAAAAAAAEBY/QfAlEN1pRjo/s320/blogwish.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its the most wonderful time of the year indeed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are a few of my favorite Christmas tunes for you to enjoy as you sip your eggnog and recover from a day of holiday cheer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I Want For Christmas Is You by Mariah Carey - "I won't ask for much this Christmas, I don't even wish for snow, I'm just gonna keep on waiting underneath the mistletoe." Yes I will keep on waiting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rocking Around The Christmas Tree by Jessica Simpson - "Everyone dancing merrily in the new old fashioned way." Indeed there was a great deal of dancing today...largely due to wine and the Wii.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;____________ off of the Chris Isaak Christmas Album - Because as I have said before...the man could sing about dust and it would still sound sexy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Up On The Housetop by The Chipmunks - "All for the little ones Christmas joys." One cannot celebrate Christmas without a dose of The Chipmunks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Christmas Song by Dave Matthews: "Why in this hatred do you fill me up with love love love." OK so not your typical Christmas song but absolutely amazing song nonetheless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Wish by Britney Spears - "Oh I'll be waiting here, Santa that's my only wish this year." Patiently waiting indeed. Oh and its cool to like Britney again so don't give me any shit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please Come Home For Christmas by Bon Jovi - It is by Bon Jovi. Enough said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feliz Navidad by Millie and Todd - Todd you have to send me this or load it to youtube so the whole world can see and hear how well we sang this song back when we were teens who drank too much at their parents Christmas party. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;White Christmas by The Drifters - "May your days be merry and bright and may all your Christmases be white." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Merry Christmas folks! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862579639353379967-6200691250492821262?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/6200691250492821262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=6200691250492821262' title='38 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/6200691250492821262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/6200691250492821262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-wanna-wish-you-merry-christmas-from.html' title='I Wanna Wish You A Merry Christmas From The Bottom of My Heart'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SVRTust3HAI/AAAAAAAAEBY/QfAlEN1pRjo/s72-c/blogwish.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>38</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-3682502740454804063</id><published>2008-12-23T21:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T22:49:49.333-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Let&apos;s Go Yankees'/><title type='text'>Do You Hear What I Hear?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SVGw3NadQ3I/AAAAAAAAEBI/vSKI3G4XcKw/s1600-h/tex.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283198300422226802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SVGw3NadQ3I/AAAAAAAAEBI/vSKI3G4XcKw/s320/tex.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A sound...a sound...the sound of Yankee fans rejoicing as Red &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sux&lt;/span&gt; fans weep from another unexpected blow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's recap what the fine leaders of Yankee Universe are giving us for the new season.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;First there is the new stadium.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then there was the addition of C.C.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then came A. J. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now we have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Teixeria&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If all of that isn't enough...there is the joy in knowing that there is one major player left on the free agency market and that's Manny. There is no way in hell that he is going to back to Boston which means that the Red &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Sux&lt;/span&gt; have officially failed in the preseason battle...giving them little chance of success come the regular season.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope you enjoy the playoffs from your couch Red &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Sux&lt;/span&gt; Nation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283198379422113890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SVGw7ztf4GI/AAAAAAAAEBQ/xKytS0NIUR8/s320/YankeesalwaysontopoftheRedSux.gif" border="0" /&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/1862579639353379967-3682502740454804063?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/3682502740454804063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=3682502740454804063' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/3682502740454804063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/3682502740454804063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2008/12/do-you-hear-what-i-hear.html' title='Do You Hear What I Hear?'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SVGw3NadQ3I/AAAAAAAAEBI/vSKI3G4XcKw/s72-c/tex.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-1066320791693543856</id><published>2008-12-22T22:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T23:57:58.763-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Back To The Street Where We Began'/><title type='text'>And I Know You Like It Too....The Way That I Want You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SVBvPmmneHI/AAAAAAAAEBA/edrJDWsOjnI/s1600-h/iPod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282844676756830322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SVBvPmmneHI/AAAAAAAAEBA/edrJDWsOjnI/s320/iPod.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I sang to myself in the car this morning I realized how much I truly missed Monday Night Shuffle. So tonight I will shuffle until I hear the familiar call that is the only reason that could pull me away from my beloved blog this evening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it must be fate because the first song to come on is most appropriate for tonight's post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its Been A While by Staind - This song is a great example of why I started the shuffle in the first place. When you have as many songs on your iPod as I do you tend to forget about a few of them. This song has long since been forgotten and that is a bummer. This song is morbidly romantic. That is the only way that I can think to describe it. It is beautiful in its description of love and the pain that comes with it. What most impresses me is that this is a song of confession for the sake of love. He sings of how far from perfect he is and of how less than ideal their love is and it is takes you to the point where as the listener you can't help but think "Than why are you still there?" and then comes the best line of the song and it seals it in greatness. In that one line you understand why he stays even though it is hard. You understand why even though the circumstances are sometimes tough are comprehend he stays. At least that is what this song expresses for me. It might not be said in the most romantic way but it is real and that is what makes this song a truly amazing song. So here it is...the Best Line: "It's been a while but all that shit seems to disappear when I'm with you."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got To Give It Up by Marvin Gaye - This is another awesome song. The beginning of it kind of reminds me of the younger version of me which is kind of bittersweet. The song opens up talking about how in his younger days he would go to the parties but wouldn't dance. He wanted to but didn't. The first couple of months of high school were like that for me. Thanks to Bobby I was invited to the best parties but lacked the courage to put myself out there and have fun. But after that fateful Eldorado Invitational Wrestling Meet everything changed and I danced at every party after that for the rest of my high school days. But I digress...the best part of this song is the fact that is a sure thing. You cannot help but groove when you hear it...and in the right mood it will prompt me to sing and groove. For some reason this is one of my favorite shower songs. It is probably because I can't sing it for shit and therefore the shower is probably the safest place to sing it...though certainly not the for grooving. Best Line: "But my body yearned to be free so I got out on the floor for somebody to choose me."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes She Cries by Warrant - I really am such a sucker for 80s hair bands. While this isn't one of the greatest ballads of the generation but that's okay. What woman hasn't had a moment or two when she felt like she was Melissa? If she hasn't...she really hasn't loved. That's really all that I have to say about this one. Best Line: "She tried and tried to make it all work out, no matter what she does she's left standing in the middle of doubt."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Talk Dirty To Me by Poison - Perhaps it is the hidden desire in me to be a bad girl that makes me love this song...or maybe it is the fact that Poison really is freakin' awesome...I don't know and I don't care. All I know is that I love this song. It is actually pretty funny because as I was departing from the city this past weekend and it came on I found that I could not restraint myself. I was singing it as loud as I could, rocking as I drove and allowed my mind to wander far more than I should have considering that I wasn't driving in the most ideal weather. I just love the rocking way this song sings of what an obsession "talking" on the phone can be. Lyrically it is amazing, musically it is a bitchin rock song and it is sung by Bret who is just a few levels below Jon Bon Jovi on the hottie rocker chart. It truly is a must have for every hair band fan. The Best Line: "I call you on the telephone, I’m only hoping that you’re home so I can hear you when you say those words to me and whisper so softly...I gotta hear you."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rock &amp;amp; Roll by Eric Hutchinson - So this song is my #2 favorite new song at the moment. Much like my favorite new song at the moment I heard while watching VH1 recovering from my surgery. This song is a bad song to listen to the day after you have your abdomen cut open because it is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;IMPOSSIBLE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; not to start grooving to this song. Thank goodness for pain meds because they allowed me to groove to this song in the painful days after. The rest of album is so so which is disappointing. Luckily the fine folks at iTunes allow me to buy single songs. That being said...I would have blown 14.99 or whatever ungodly price CDs sell for these days for this song. Best Line: "They can roll with the punches as long as they feel like their in control."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nine In The Afternoon by Panic At The Disco - Kudos to Panic for surviving the sophomore curse. I would even venture so far to say this song off their 2nd album is better than all of those on their 1st. This song is another great tune for singing and dancing to. This song gives me memories of walking down on the street, damn near bursting with excitement, happier than words can describe. It makes me smile as I remember stopping at a stop light and receiving a sudden touch that sent shivers down my spine, made my heart flutter, stole my breath, and fueled a passion that I never knew that I could feel. So yeah...one could say that in spite of its peppy, happy go lucky tune...it is a song that brings a provokes a great deal of emotion in me. Best Line: "You could ’cause you can....so you do and we’re feeling so good." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hey There Delilah by The Plain White Ts - I know that I have written about this song before and what I write tonight will probably differ from what I wrote in the past but that is what makes music great...its ability to change to fit your mood. I swear that this song is one of the greatest songs ever. As I reflect on things and the way that I have grown I often find myself whispering to myself "Oh its what you do to me." It can happen at a grocery store or an airport and I will suddenly stop and softly sing "Oh its what you do to me" and smile. The soft melody of this song makes it the perfect soundtrack for reflecting. No wonder it is the #2 played song on my iPod. Tonight I choose the following for the Best Line: "I'd walk to you if I had no other way."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862579639353379967-1066320791693543856?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/1066320791693543856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=1066320791693543856' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/1066320791693543856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/1066320791693543856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2008/12/and-i-know-you-like-it-toothe-way-that.html' title='And I Know You Like It Too....The Way That I Want You'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SVBvPmmneHI/AAAAAAAAEBA/edrJDWsOjnI/s72-c/iPod.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-1278211414511417642</id><published>2008-12-18T19:01:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T19:10:56.047-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Let&apos;s Go Yankees'/><title type='text'>It Is A Wonderful Life!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you look to the right of the blog...you will see one of my favorite quotes. I proudly say that "EVERYDAY I THANK THE GOOD LORD THAT HE MADE ME A YANKEE FAN". This is the absolute truth. Fellow Yankee fans know that I changed a great quote to make my own...some say it is sacrilege but others say (and quite accurately) that it is paying tribute to one of the most beloved men to ever wear pinstripes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281286795420671970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SUrmW-YCn-I/AAAAAAAAEA4/4rMiODfMEuM/s320/yogi.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;But that is not the point of tonight's post. I only mention it because while I am grateful everyday...it is especially true today. Today was truly a great day in Yankee Universe. Hot damn...I couldn't be more excited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281286686755204866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SUrmQpkLLwI/AAAAAAAAEAw/cRpyKLw3u3s/s320/FlnKKA7B.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Call me crazy but I find a great deal of comfort in knowing that no matter how crazy things are for me that things are well in Yankee Universe. Call me crazy but it gives me hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I CAN'T WAIT FOR THE SEASON TO START!&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/1862579639353379967-1278211414511417642?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/1278211414511417642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=1278211414511417642' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/1278211414511417642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/1278211414511417642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2008/12/it-is-wonderful-life.html' title='It Is A Wonderful Life!'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SUrmW-YCn-I/AAAAAAAAEA4/4rMiODfMEuM/s72-c/yogi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-2824212033427534508</id><published>2008-12-17T11:05:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T12:01:17.835-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Ramblings'/><title type='text'>I'm Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SUkvzgU8c7I/AAAAAAAAEAo/gYAvx1Bcme0/s1600-h/back.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280804599966233522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SUkvzgU8c7I/AAAAAAAAEAo/gYAvx1Bcme0/s320/back.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry for the closing the blog for the past month. Most of you know why but for those of you who don't, I have been under the weather and just didn't feel like opening up. The blog wasn't the only thing that I shut out, as many of you learned I stopped answering emails and phone calls. It wasn't that I wanted to be left alone, it was more about me not wanting to display how I was feeling. Feeling weak sucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But enough of that. So much has happened in the past month that I don't know where to begin or what really warrants my 2 cents on. So here are of real gems that I can't help but comment on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's start with Plaxico. I'm starting with the fallen Giant mainly because I am pretty pissed off about the situation. I ended last football season being a Plaxico fan. I bought his redemption story and now I look like an ass for believing in him. The guy had it all and totally blew it. What a fool. But at least his demise has been amusing. I mean...you can't tell me that you didn't laugh a little when you heard how the dumb ass shot himself in the leg. I had to make sure that I wasn't suffering from a percocet induced mania when I first heard the story because how dumb do you have to be to shoot yourself in leg? I guess if you are going to destroy your rapidly crumbling career, you might as well do it in a manner that the allows the entire sporting world to have a good laugh. Fucking Plaxico...he single handedly ruined the Giants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280804182991319058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SUkvbO-YMBI/AAAAAAAAEAg/-yPN2UbvnvY/s320/alg_plaxa.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Now I know it is all old news...and in light of how the Eagles are playing is pretty silly to discuss...but let's spend a minute on the whole Eagles-Bengals tie. Everyone already knows that I am full-fledged McNabb hater so of course I found this whole thing incredibly funny. The fact that they couldn't beat the fucking Bengals is funny on its own but then you add the completely idiotic comments that McNabb after and you have a pop culture gem. How in the hell did he not know that a regular season game could end in a tie? More importantly, why didn't anyone in the locker room stop him from admitting that in front of millions of fans (most of whom were well aware of the rule in spite of the fact that their involvement in the game is shouting the screen from the comforts of their living room)? I mean, the man had no credibility in my opinion to begin with but did he really think that using the old reliable "I didn't know" defense was going to make it all better? I don't care if the team is on a winning streak or not...I will continue to receive tremendous satisfaction every time I see that _-_1 on their record. God help me but I really despise McNabb and hope beyond all hope that the tie keeps him from the playoffs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280802510123696674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SUkt53DqAiI/AAAAAAAAEAY/cpIaLfV1jQ0/s320/mcnabb.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Enough football....let's talk baseball.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I LOVE that people are complaining about the Yankees again. It is a good sign because it means that other teams are jealous and probably a little bit afraid of the Yankees...and they should be. Everyone knows that the reason the Yanks didn't have a good season last year is because of their pitching...or lack there of. So how can anyone blame them for going out and signing two of the best pitchers on the market. They would be foolish not to and people are just pissed off that they were able to. While it would be nice if the Yanks could now sign Manny or Teixeira in the next few days, I won't be greedy. Without a doubt the Yankees have dominated the off season and I am confident that it will pay off for them in through the season and long into the playoffs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280802318548147634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SUktutYfHbI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/ZYoca-NIjR4/s320/YankeesalwaysontopoftheRedSux.gif" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Remind me again what the Red Sux have done...oh that's right. No one knows because no one cares when the Yankees are doing such great things. All is right in the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally...let's talk some music. There is really just one thing that I want to mention and that is the new song Human by The Killers. Holy shit is this song awesome. I have to admit that I first heard it when the music video came on VH1 and I was quite completely off guard by it. I had to download it immediately because I knew that I liked it but I couldn't really say why. I just knew it was great. Lyrically and musically it is awesome...but there is something more to it. I still can't put my finger on it but I can say that it is without a doubt the best song of the year. If you have any interest in music at all...download this song. It really is that great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280802121568065234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SUktjPkxltI/AAAAAAAAEAI/Td_sD4CuqzU/s320/killers.png" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Well that is enough for now. I have missed my blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862579639353379967-2824212033427534508?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/2824212033427534508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=2824212033427534508' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/2824212033427534508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/2824212033427534508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SUkvzgU8c7I/AAAAAAAAEAo/gYAvx1Bcme0/s72-c/back.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-4906131226279680943</id><published>2008-11-13T19:26:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T19:45:19.586-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jeopardy Madness'/><title type='text'>Will You Wake From Your Dream With A Wolf At Your Door?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SRzJ_DKwyyI/AAAAAAAAEAA/vIW9YAjD-vI/s1600-h/250px-Tv_jeopardy_may_25_2005_board.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268307749136026402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SRzJ_DKwyyI/AAAAAAAAEAA/vIW9YAjD-vI/s320/250px-Tv_jeopardy_may_25_2005_board.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been awhile since we played Jeopardy so enjoy. This should be an easy one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Category - Name That Tune&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;$200 - "But you know that there's a fever, Oh, that you'll never find nowhere else. Can't you feel it burnin'?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;$400 - "Can we pretend to leave and then we'll meet again when both our cars collide?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;$600 - "And will he see how much he means to me? I think it's not to be."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;$800 - "You baked me brownies and said, 'Don't you cry' and gave me the coat off your back."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;$1000 - "She used to have a carefree mind of her own, with devilish look in her eye, saying you can call me anything you like."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Final Jeopardy - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Name the Common Theme of These Songs &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862579639353379967-4906131226279680943?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/4906131226279680943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=4906131226279680943' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/4906131226279680943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/4906131226279680943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2008/11/will-you-wake-from-your-dream-with-wolf.html' title='Will You Wake From Your Dream With A Wolf At Your Door?'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SRzJ_DKwyyI/AAAAAAAAEAA/vIW9YAjD-vI/s72-c/250px-Tv_jeopardy_may_25_2005_board.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-2823151283730070068</id><published>2008-11-10T23:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T23:39:25.885-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dancing To The Music On The Radio'/><title type='text'>I Don't Need To Try To Explain...I Just Hold On Tight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SRkMQ6SXIpI/AAAAAAAAD_4/bkyMlNFlSdE/s1600-h/ipod-game.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267254723850216082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SRkMQ6SXIpI/AAAAAAAAD_4/bkyMlNFlSdE/s320/ipod-game.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To quote one of the greatest movies ever..."Looks like somebody has a case of the Mondays". Guess what...that somebody is me. Holy smokes today was a rotten day. The funny part is that I woke up around 5am which is earlier than I needed to and didn't even care. 0530 rolled around and I felt the apprehension of the bad day and by the time I finally crawled out of bed at 0610, I managed to convince myself that it would be a good day. By 0815 it pretty much went out the window and never really got better. It never got really bad but everything seemed to be a struggle and that sucked. I can handle the days that are battles because adrenaline starts pumping. It is the days that consist of short struggle after struggle that really wear me down. It was dark when I left the office (which was 82.8 degrees BTW) and just sat in the car for a minute to gather energy to drive home. Good thing that I don't have to work tomorrow because I just don't feel it right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that we have that out of the way...let's shuffle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I Want You by Savage Garden - Remember what an awesome song this was? I always forget how much I loved it until I hear and remember that this song totally kicked ass in an awesomely bad way. It gets stuck in your head and you can't help but sing it even though you don't know the words. I fell in love with Savage Garden from the song and stuck with them through their follow-up albums which lacked the greatness of their first. This song is filled with whacky metaphors that really don't make a whole lot of sense but sound great. I actually get a little excited when I hear this song and have absolutely no idea why. Best Line: "Anytime I need to see your face I just close my eyes and I am taken to a place where your crystal mind and magenta feelings take up shelter in the base of my spine, sweet like a chicka cherry cola." It is nice to have vivid memories that you can recall simply by closing your eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What If You by Joshua Radin - Have I mentioned how much I love Joshua Radin? Brace yourself for some serious romantic bullshit but I have realized that I love his songs because they are short love stories. He somehow makes me fall in love and sometimes be heartbroken all in about three and half minutes. But more so, as I have said before, he sings songs that touch my heart. So the story in this song is once again about a love that cannot last. Much like the other love songs that really get to me, there is the upfront knowledge that it is not going to last forever. The honesty makes the love more special because of that knowledge. It no doubt makes it more painful from time to time but it is what it is. Joshua sings this song in his usual soft, almost whisper-iske voice that I suspect that you can actually see me melt when I listen to it. In this song Joshua sings that there is no forever but there is that one night. It is insanely romantic. Best Line: "So, for tonight I'll stay here with you, Yes, for tonight I'll lay here with you but when the sun hits your eyes through your window, there'll be nothing you can do." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here I Go Again by White Snake - Is there a single person on the planet who doesn't like this song? Probably but only because they haven't heard it. It is one of the greatest songs to come out of the 80s. It is impossible not to rock out when you hear it. It is impossible to resist the urge to turn it up when you hear the opening lines. It is just impossible not to love it. It is a great 80s rock song in the sense that it provokes the closed eyed, back arching, fist pumping movements needed to really sing this song. No one sings it well but that is not the pain. The point is that is an awesome that belongs on every iPod, Zune, etc in the world. Best Line: "I don't where I'm going but I sure know where I've been."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're Having A Party by Rod Stewart - First let me say that I know that this is not Rod's song. I only put by Rod Stewart because that is the version that came on. I actually prefer the the Sam Cooke version. Moving on...this is another song that I simply cannot fathom anyone not liking. It is just a fun, happy song that is meant for singing with friends. This is the type of song that you want to dance to with a good friend because it isn't a romantic song in spite of its lyrics about dancing with your baby. It is just about having fun...you know...having a party. Who cannot relate to the best line which is..."So Mr, Mr. DJ keep those records playin' Cause I'm having such a good time dancing with my baby"? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now if this damn Monday Night Football game would just end I would be able to go to sleep so I can wake up and watch the NCIS marathon on USA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267254514854855522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SRkMEvt_A2I/AAAAAAAAD_w/Pit1c_23agE/s320/ncis2_thumb.jpg" border="0" /&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/1862579639353379967-2823151283730070068?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/2823151283730070068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=2823151283730070068' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/2823151283730070068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/2823151283730070068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-dont-need-to-try-to-explaini-just.html' title='I Don&apos;t Need To Try To Explain...I Just Hold On Tight'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SRkMQ6SXIpI/AAAAAAAAD_4/bkyMlNFlSdE/s72-c/ipod-game.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-864961841597373049</id><published>2008-11-09T22:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T23:05:37.414-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sporting News'/><title type='text'>Random Recaps &amp; Rantings</title><content type='html'>What can I say? My Facebook addiction has put a serious crimp in my blogging. Once again, I asked for your forgiveness as well as extend an invitation to be my Facebook friend. As well as to commit to blog more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let's talk sports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266865269066514258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SReqDqKNP1I/AAAAAAAAD_g/WSTT9P0ZR6U/s320/moose01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;So let's start with on a positive note...and that is Mike Mussina earning his 7th Gold Glove. The man is about to be 40 and he is still the best pitcher in the American league. Hint hint Yankee management. But that brings me to the first sad note...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266865512611523122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 311px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SReqR1b3KjI/AAAAAAAAD_o/Fz3MTg2ZIQA/s320/jason_giambi_mustache.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Everyone is filing for free agency. OK so honestly I did not expect Jason Giambi to be back but I really had hoped that he would be. The fact that he has filed for free agency tells me that he is all but done in pinstripes. I understand the move but I am bummed by it. What can I say...I am fond of the 'stach. He was so classy about the news of having his contract bought out that I couldn't help but want to give the guy a big hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am actually surprised at the Mike Mussina news. The fact that he filed for free agency kind of stung. I really don't like the fact that the Yankees keep saying how Mike told them that he was pretty sure that he was going to retire. Throw some big bucks his way and motivate him stay for goodness sake! The Yanks need pitching and Mike proved once again that he can deliver. Its not rocket science for goodness sake! Joba cannot carry the Yankees alone next season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266864942360294370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SRepwpFX8-I/AAAAAAAAD_Y/ki452-uBAWs/s320/p1_marte.jpg" border="0" /&gt;There was some good free agency news in Yankee Universe this week...and that is the fact that Marte filed...and only because I could never figure out why we took him except that maybe that was the only way to get Nady. I honestly don't know because I was blinded by the greatest of The X-Man and didn't really give a shit about Marte and still don't. No hard feelings but I'm not sorry to see him go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266864681905414802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SRephe0F4pI/AAAAAAAAD_Q/njSVANVGjQc/s320/carlpavano.jpg" border="0" /&gt;But even better.....Bye Bye Carl Pavano. Ok so he isn't officially gone but heres hoping. Just thinking about him pisses me off. I know that I should be more sympathetic to the guy but I am not. He was a waste of money and a spot on the roster and that pisses me off. He said that he is not surprised that the Yanks bought him. Gee...how in the hell did he figure that one out? Maybe it was the perpetual boo-ing that he recieved from seriously disappointed fans like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266863878453018450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SReoytuHP1I/AAAAAAAAD_I/Ua8pSx5-NrI/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;But one cannot be happy about the newest free agency news that has hit the presses. So today I read that the Dodgers offered Manny Ramirez the second largest contract in baseball (just behind the greatest choker in the baseball...A-Rod). Now Manny has not accepted it however one has to wonder how he could turn it down. This actually bums me out because I was actually kind of hoping that he would be in pinstripes. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266863530949892834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 295px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SReoefK6WuI/AAAAAAAAD_A/RX5F8eF4Co8/s320/p1_andy_pettitte_getty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And finally in the world of Yankee free agency...Andy Pettitte filed today as well. He said that he felt compelled to do it after being vocal about his desire to remain with the greatest organization in sports and them not being vocal about keeping him. I actually feel pretty bad for him and understand his actions. It sucks when you are waiting for the phone call that never comes. Silence can drive anyone to act out loudly in return. The problem is that it rarely works out the way that you hope it will. Poor Andy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266863135931324546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SReoHfnJWII/AAAAAAAAD-4/N6bGn3Wj76A/s320/peyton-manning-picture-5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Football wise...I have no compliants. Of course...the Giants/Eagles game is far from over so that might change. There is really just one major moment of note to mention from the NFL this week...and it is all about Peyton and the Colts. It is always a good thing when the Colts win but it is even better when they do it in a momentus game like today. 40 years is a long time to go without a win anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if that isn't enough...I was blessed to see three new Peyton commercials...so today has been a good day. Vote for your favorite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0D6TBPl6B_U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0D6TBPl6B_U&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;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7_bea0E-spg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7_bea0E-spg&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;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v6mfDJ02VCY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v6mfDJ02VCY&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;Nothing like great sports to top off a great weekend. Things are good in the world of Millie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862579639353379967-864961841597373049?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/864961841597373049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=864961841597373049' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/864961841597373049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/864961841597373049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-can-i-say-my-facebook-addiction.html' title='Random Recaps &amp; Rantings'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SReqDqKNP1I/AAAAAAAAD_g/WSTT9P0ZR6U/s72-c/moose01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-6799806763318797780</id><published>2008-11-03T22:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T22:19:13.634-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Now I Feel Like Me Once Again'/><title type='text'>I'm Lost In A World Made For You &amp; Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SQ--n2fW6SI/AAAAAAAAD-w/BeCJf-o-MLs/s1600-h/ipod-duck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264636081270614306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SQ--n2fW6SI/AAAAAAAAD-w/BeCJf-o-MLs/s320/ipod-duck.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Monday folks. Hopefully yours was a little bit better than mine. I am so frustrated with my knee that I would do just about anything to make it feel better. So let's shuffle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264635863731432146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SQ--bMF-atI/AAAAAAAAD-o/tQxNejoCDvk/s320/102440-004-012C4F09.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;I Hear A Symphony by The Supremes: For whatever reason I grew up listening to a lot of The Supremes. I think that is why I have been singing this song for years. Try to listen to it without singing along. It is a wonderfully upbeat love song that makes love seem like the greatest feeling ever. In a way it is refreshing because you can relate to the wonderful feelings described in the song. The new and exciting feelings, you joy you feel when your lips touch, the strong desire for the feelings to never end, etc. The only problem with this song is that is awfully one-sided. Of course, I doubt that it would be as much fun to sing if it was a bitter song. Best Line: "You bring much joy within, don't let this feeling end, let it go on and on and on."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264635728470914898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SQ--TUNWt1I/AAAAAAAAD-g/GFgptDHdjfM/s320/marilyn_manson1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;This Is Halloween by Marilyn Manson: OK so this song is a wonderfully creepy to begin with. Throw in Marilyn Manson and it goes from wonderfully creepy to just plain creepy. I downloaded it for the CD that I made for my unit's Halloween party last week and then decided not to use it as it seemed like it was a bit over the top. Don't get me wrong...I love this version but it somehow seemed inappropriate for a work gathering. Listen to it once and tell me that you don't get the chills. Best Line: "I am the "who" when you call, "Who's there?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264635583103033714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SQ--K2q84XI/AAAAAAAAD-Y/w3fqWt24J_k/s320/Guns.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paradise City by Guns N Roses: You can never go wrong with some GNR. Picking a favorite GNR song is tough because almost everything that they put is pretty damn good. So let's just say in the right mood, this is my favorite song. Lyrically it is a bit tough to understand because of how fast Axl sings but that is OK. Between him and Slash they find a way to make it impossible not to rock out to this song. Whenever I hear this song I always think of Can't Hardly Wait and I smile. I love when geeks get their moment to be cool. Best Line: "I must be losin' my mind "Are you blind?", I've seen it all a million times".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264635452962208258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SQ--DR29egI/AAAAAAAAD-Q/9SLXBGHYaFc/s320/green.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Christie Road by Green Day: If you don't know this song...you cannot call yourself a real Green Day fan. Whenever I reflect on the days of my youth...I realize that I had it pretty damn good. I had tons of freedom, never wanted anything that I didn't get, went to the best parties, landed and held onto one of the more desired guys in the city's A crowd, and had some wonderful friends. If I had any enemies(and looking back I am sure that did)...I didn't know about them. So yeah, I had it good. And yet like all teenage girls I still had my moments when I wanted to run away from all of it. It was moments like that when I would crank this song up and sing along with Billie Joe. I used to think that he was singing to me when I would hear this song. It really felt like he was singing the thoughts that were floating through my head. Sometimes I just wanted to get away but I wasn't sure where. Towards the beginning of the song, Billie sings of the loneliness of your friends being gone. And that's when it was tough for me when I was younger. I would spend the entire surrounded by people and was never alone. But eventually night would come and the truth is that the silence and loneliness scared me. Many nights I would fall asleep while on the phone, leaving some poor friend to realize that I wasn't answering anymore. The loyal ones would leave their phone off the hook so the dial tone wouldn't wake me. But I digress....Christie Road was my crutch in those rare moments when not one else was around. I suspect that many a person who grew up in my time felt the same comfort I did whenever listening to this song. If not, I am sorry that they never did. Best Line: "So I sit here patiently watching the clock tick so slowly, gotta get away or my brains will explode."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862579639353379967-6799806763318797780?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/6799806763318797780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=6799806763318797780' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/6799806763318797780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/6799806763318797780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-lost-in-world-made-for-you-me.html' title='I&apos;m Lost In A World Made For You &amp; Me'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SQ--n2fW6SI/AAAAAAAAD-w/BeCJf-o-MLs/s72-c/ipod-duck.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-590911472967785342</id><published>2008-11-02T23:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T23:23:13.650-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Saying'/><title type='text'>What Planet Are We On?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SQ5rBIOmVaI/AAAAAAAAD-I/Q4Afzc0P4yQ/s1600-h/collins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264262681575445922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SQ5rBIOmVaI/AAAAAAAAD-I/Q4Afzc0P4yQ/s320/collins.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK...can anyone tell me how in the hell Kerry Collins is leading the #1 team in football?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously...I don't get it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How can Kerry FREAKIN Collins and the Titans have the best record football while Peyton and Colts are barely.500?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once we solve this one we'll move onto how in terrible the NFC West is that the Cardinals are in first place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something is seriously whacky in the world of football folks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It vexes me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862579639353379967-590911472967785342?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/590911472967785342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=590911472967785342' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/590911472967785342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/590911472967785342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-planet-are-we-on.html' title='What Planet Are We On?'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SQ5rBIOmVaI/AAAAAAAAD-I/Q4Afzc0P4yQ/s72-c/collins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-8153306836467052278</id><published>2008-11-01T22:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T23:20:01.805-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hi Diddilly Ho...Welcome to Hell'/><title type='text'>The Devil In Disguise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SQ0Z24Nn7CI/AAAAAAAAD-A/yGKCwUZaGQk/s1600-h/Devil.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263891970059136034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SQ0Z24Nn7CI/AAAAAAAAD-A/yGKCwUZaGQk/s320/Devil.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well folks...I hope you all survived the Halloween festivities. In honor of holiday...here is my take on Entertainment Weekly's List of the Top 15 Actors to be play The Devil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263891809069217234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SQ0ZtgeotdI/AAAAAAAAD94/k63dHY76MGY/s320/tenacious2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;#15 Dave Grohl from Tenacious D in the Pick of Destiny: OK so my opinion might be slightly jaded being that I don't like Tenacious D or the Dave Grohl. So that being said...I don't remember this one at all. I think that I saw the movie but can't remember it being great. So thumbs down on this one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263891640998441170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SQ0ZjuXcMNI/AAAAAAAAD9w/7DqIZTcb4xw/s320/p15.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#14 Elizabeth Hurley in Bedazzled: Awesomely bad movie and an excellent devil. No one on the planet would be able to resist Elizabeth Hurley...no one. I know that she is a model and all...but you gotta admit...she is pretty damn funny actress. Definitely one of the better devils.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263891472521680146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SQ0ZZ6vc1RI/AAAAAAAAD9o/3UdmGrvyvKo/s320/south-park-20070306115011016.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;#13 Trey Parker on South Park: OK so he is not your typical Satan but he is completely awesome! I think the reason that it is a distinctive portray of the Prince of Darkness because you cannot help but sympathize with him. Name one other instances where you actually feel bad for the root of all evil?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263891188831748338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SQ0ZJZ6gAPI/AAAAAAAAD9g/0gI-1Gj-yww/s320/ray-wise-094478-275_cn.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;#12 Ray Wise in The Reaper: OK now Ray scares the shit out of me. The reason why is because if the devil was ever going to fuck with me...he would be smart to it in this form (or one similar to it). You know what I am talking about...a good looking, funny, charming older man with a killer smile. It would be tough to resist and hence my soul ending up in the depths of hell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263891020666339346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SQ0Y_ncvgBI/AAAAAAAAD9Y/YExKB9aUqdU/s320/lucyStill_03.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;#11 H Jon Benjamin in Lucy, Daughter of the Devil. Never heard of the show so I have no idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263890841557705362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SQ0Y1MN6opI/AAAAAAAAD9Q/j1wd2Goe1MQ/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#10 Jennifer Love Hewitt in Shortcut to Happiness. Never seen it but as far as portraying the devil...it is a good pick. Not saying that Jennifer is evil. I am saying that because just like Elizabeth Hurley...how you could resist giving into temptation with a Devil like that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263890643396990258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SQ0YpqAuFTI/AAAAAAAAD9I/7wN2Lo5zrb0/s320/18453740_w434_h_q80.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;#9 Al Pacino in The Devil's Advocate: OK so this is my favorite of all of the devils. Why? Because he is a PIMP! Quite honestly...he rocked being the devil and lived the way that Satan should. I mean...if you are going to be bad...why not have fun while doing it? He certainly seemed to thriving in his evilness which made me wonder "Would it really be that bad being damned if you got to tag along with this guy?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263890336609307698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SQ0YXzI1jDI/AAAAAAAAD9A/E3D2stET8aE/s320/2597794843_bc56d860f1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;#8 Robert De Niro in Angel Heart: Never seen and never will due to my protest of all things containing Mickey Rourke. EW says that Bobby nailed the role...which is good for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263890175725008402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SQ0YObzB9hI/AAAAAAAAD84/YF-FXpekr7g/s320/price_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;#7 Vincent Price in The Story of Mankind: Never seen it. But just seeing the picture has revitalized my commitment to work my way through the entire Vincent Price collection. What a creepy looking SOB. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263889888359705186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SQ0X9tRzamI/AAAAAAAAD8w/5zJEaNyEI1k/s320/2s7vy94.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;#6 John Glover in Brimstone: Never seen it but I am quite certain that I would have loved it. John Glover is DA BOMB so it is bound to be entertaining. Remember how convincing he was when he was evil Lionel Luthor?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263889652218728082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SQ0Xv9laDpI/AAAAAAAAD8o/BpaxSQe8W90/s320/viggo_l%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;#5 Viggo Mortensen in The Prophesy: As if the Lord of the Rings Trilogy didn't give the world enough...it also gave me the motivation to watch every movie ever made with Viggo...hence the reason that I have seen this movie. Let me just come right out and say it...I would stand no chance of resistance against Viggo as the devil. An eternity in hell would be worth it for Viggo. He is just too damn sexy to say no to. Viggo is amazing actor...and he was amazing in this role as well in spite of not being scary. He is too damn sexy to be feared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263889466800863010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SQ0XlK2V9yI/AAAAAAAAD8g/YHc9-LRLC14/s320/witches2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#4 Jack Nicholson in The Witches of Eastwick. Another awesomely scary devil. He has the charming older man thing going on too which makes him a little bit scary too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263889098210596562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SQ0XPtvk1tI/AAAAAAAAD8Y/AQsxNgSpSqM/s320/top-ten-characters-from-hell-20060606035310789.gif" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;#3 Peter Stormare from Constantine: Give me a break. I can't be the only person who thought that this is one of the worst movies ever. It has to be one of the greatest mistakes in Keanu's career...and anyone who has seen The Lakehouse knows that that's saying something. As far as Peter goes...I hated the movie so much that I cannot help but dislike his performance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263888940335127074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SQ0XGhnIWiI/AAAAAAAAD8Q/i-0I-9Whvy8/s320/11299_std.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;#12 Gabriel Byrne in End of Days: Dreadful movie but decent performance. Something about his eyes just creeps the hell out of him. He just looks kind of evil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263888666528453122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SQ0W2lmiEgI/AAAAAAAAD8I/qRk2u7kGjhQ/s320/gdb_main_max.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;#1 Alan Cumming in God, The Devil, and Bob: Never seen it but Alan is usually pretty damn funny so it is probably fairly good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only few that I can think that were left are:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263888470110854818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SQ0WrJ47XqI/AAAAAAAAD8A/9fIO0MZBjsE/s320/little%2520nicky.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Harvey Keitel in Little Nicky: Once again...terrible movie but good casting. Harvey has to be related to Satan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263888333475785218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SQ0WjM4lqgI/AAAAAAAAD74/XMBVvyRwZ4w/s320/cof.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Rosalinda Celentano in The Passion of the Christ: She scared the shit out of me. I swear I thought I saw her creepy face in window reflections for at least a month after watching this movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263888040385997762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SQ0WSJCia8I/AAAAAAAAD7w/TmC6iH6yXS8/s320/devilflanders.gif" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;And of course...Ned Flanders on The Simpsons: He is the last person that anyone would expect to be the devil...and probably the first one what we should...based on the theory of "Thou protest too much". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862579639353379967-8153306836467052278?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/8153306836467052278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=8153306836467052278' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/8153306836467052278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/8153306836467052278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2008/11/devil-in-disguise.html' title='The Devil In Disguise'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SQ0Z24Nn7CI/AAAAAAAAD-A/yGKCwUZaGQk/s72-c/Devil.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-2090951635065532998</id><published>2008-10-29T22:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T22:41:00.800-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hip Hip...KOBE'/><title type='text'>The Winner Gets To Go To McDonalds</title><content type='html'>So if you have watching any of the professional sports that have been on TV over the past couple of weeks...you have no doubt seen the commercial for Guitar Hero: World Tour. Just in case you haven't...here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/30DewN99MIQ&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/30DewN99MIQ&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;br /&gt;Now you all know that I love professional athletes. You probably also know that I love Guitar Hero. So for me...this commercial is one of the best ones that I have seen all year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start with A-Rod. A-Rod is a totally unexpected member of the "band" which makes it so awesome. Alex's major downfall in life is the fact that he is arrogant SOB but he somehow manages not to come off that in this commercial. He genuinely seems to be having a good time and that is why he works in this commercial. When he first slid out I thought "No way!" because I couldn't imagine A-Rod allowing himself to be seen acting so silly. He even flashes that same smile that I saw back in May when I forgave him for being the most notorious choker in Yankee history. Bottom line...I love him in this commercial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came Tony Hawk. I have no real opinions regarding Tony...professionally or regarding this commercial. I do think that they could have found someone better...someone like Peyton or Eli. Just saying.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next is Michael Phelps which was totally awesome. I loved seeing him rocking out on the guitar...especially when he and A-Rod are jamming while laying on the couches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then came Kobe. At the risk of opening myself up for abuse...I will admit that I am kind of a Kobe fan...at least of his commercials. In this particular commercial....he is FREAKIN' AWESOME! He totally channeled his inner geek for this one and he looked amazing doing it! Seeing him own that song made me feel like I could hang with him. He sang, he danced, he hammed it up for the entire commercial. I could spend hours trying to explain how cool it is...but I won't. Watch it and see. Let's just say that the geek in me is totally crushing on Kobe in this commercial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me of a commercial from earlier in Kobe's career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nx1hB9Dq9Dc&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/Nx1hB9Dq9Dc&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;I have yet to find anyone who understands my feelings regarding this commercial...but hear me out. The first time I saw this commercial....I cried. Watching it now...I still get teary eyed. Perhaps it is the whole "helping out kids thing" but it chokes me up every time. I crushed on Kobe for a good year after seeing this one for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's hear it for Kobe...who is just behind Peyton and Derek as the greatest pro-athletes who also make commercials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh...and let's hear it for the Phillies! I am happy that they won the World Series...and not just because they are not the Red Sux.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862579639353379967-2090951635065532998?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/2090951635065532998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=2090951635065532998' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/2090951635065532998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/2090951635065532998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2008/10/winner-gets-to-go-to-mcdonalds.html' title='The Winner Gets To Go To McDonalds'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-1784497529771352536</id><published>2008-10-28T19:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T19:31:00.204-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Fell Asleep Late Last Night'/><title type='text'>We Were So Young...All For One and One For All</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SQdkGMVmrHI/AAAAAAAAD7o/UE8iXqX1114/s1600-h/116673392_2392fc879f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262284747159546994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SQdkGMVmrHI/AAAAAAAAD7o/UE8iXqX1114/s320/116673392_2392fc879f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry for the hiatus....and thanks for the emails and calls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So in effort to get myself back on track....here is a special Tuesday edition of iPod Shuffle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262284599721384482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 197px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SQdj9nFm2iI/AAAAAAAAD7g/ZXMUi7hmBns/s320/ticketbackround.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Blood on Blood by Bon Jovi - This song really doesn't get the credit that it deserves. I think that it is because New Jersey is one of the greatest album of all time. It contains so many absolutely outstanding songs that one was bound to be overlooked. Vocally Jon rocks the hell out of this song. Dino and I were lucky enough to see this song performed live when we saw Bon Jovi in Vancouver...at least I thought we were lucky to have seen and heard it live. It remember getting a little teary-eyed because it is a rather personal song. Listening to this song there should be no doubt that Jon is one of the best singers out there. Lyrically it is pretty damn good because it is descriptive enough that you can actually imagine a young Jon running around with his young friends. But even better....the lyrics provoke reflections on your own days of youth and friends who were there. One really must consider themselves lucky if even one of those friends is still around later. I am lucky to have more than one of them still in my life. And based on the fact that both of them spend several hours on the phone with me over the past week, I would say that there is a lot of truth to this song. So I dedicate the best line of sing to those of you who sacrificed a lot of sleep for me last week.. Best Line: "Through the years and miles between us it's been a long and lonely ride but if I got a call in the dead of the night, I'd be right by your side." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262284227810947826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SQdjn9nP8vI/AAAAAAAAD7Y/E4t_khUyZJc/s320/smashing_pumpkins.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Disarm by Smashing Pumpkins - Hearing this song kind of pisses me off because I am reminded of how talented the Smashing Pumpkins were and how much it sucks that they are no longer together. I almost feel cheated. Oh well. This song is bitter...but I am not exactly sure why. But it was by far one of the better self-loathing alternative rock songs that came out during the 90s. I think that I didn't appreciate it during its heyday because it was a little too dark but now I appreciate its opening line...as I have fallen for it many a time. Truth be told...it creeps me out as it seems kind Ted Bundy-ish. Still a good tune though...creepy stalkerness aside. Best Line: "Disarm you with a smile and leave you like they left me here to wither in denial, the bitterness of one who's left alone."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262284017552976002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SQdjbuV16II/AAAAAAAAD7Q/ISW_DBr_KtE/s320/200px-Janet-Jackson-I-Get-Lonely-109007.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;I Get Lonely by Janet Jackson - I think this might be the last song by Janet Jackson that I actually liked. The title is accurate as it is all about being lonely. More importantly it captures what goes into being lonely. Only someone who has ever been lonely can describe the feeling of loneliness. From the sitting by the phone waiting for the call to know that everything is okay. Only someone who is changed by meeting someone can recall the little details such the day of the week that you met that person. This song is a very sexy song about the desperate desire for that one special person. It captures how no matter how miserable the wait is...you do it anyway because you know that it will be worth the wait. Best Line: "Holdin myself close, pretendin my arms are yours...I want no one but you."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262283873151305410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SQdjTUZzRsI/AAAAAAAAD7I/k4RshgXq1LE/s320/mary-j-blige-essence-400a051407.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Real Love by Mary J Blige - There is only reason why this song is on my iPod....because it makes me laugh. There is only part of the song that does this and I know for a fact that there is only one other person who knows what I am talking about. Thank goodness for the "Old Skool lunch hour" and the memories that it created. All that being said...it is not a bad song...but Mary has definitely gotten better with time. I am not even sure how to write out the best line but I will do my best. Best Line: "I-----ahhh--------'m seachin' for a real love."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262283580326808578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SQdjCRjADAI/AAAAAAAAD7A/trVMJXFRRA0/s320/sfgh8701.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got My Mind Set On You by George Harrison - Tough luck Dino but this song reminds me too much of you not to share it with my readers. So one night Dino and I were driving somewhere when this song came on the iPod. I was trying to remind Dino what an awesome video this song had and mentioned that it was by George Harrison. Dino never remembered the video by said that he liked George...especially his song "Faith". So after a few minutes of laughing so hard that I was in tears and almost wrecked the car, I was able to compose myself enough in order to let him know that he had confused the former Beatle with the guy from Wham! who went on to sing "I Want Your Sex". When I hear this song now, nothing has changed. I still think that the video was damn awesome and I still laugh as I try to picture George Harrison singing "Wake Me Up Before You Go Go." Best Line: "Its gonna take time....a whole lot of precious time....its going to take patience and time". Ok so maybe not the best line but there really isn't that much to work with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once again...for the record...I still love Joba and am still a loyal fan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862579639353379967-1784497529771352536?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/1784497529771352536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=1784497529771352536' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/1784497529771352536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/1784497529771352536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2008/10/we-were-so-youngall-for-one-and-one-for.html' title='We Were So Young...All For One and One For All'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SQdkGMVmrHI/AAAAAAAAD7o/UE8iXqX1114/s72-c/116673392_2392fc879f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-1749283778893259732</id><published>2008-10-22T23:12:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T23:22:48.043-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saying Good-bye'/><title type='text'>Life Was A Song....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SP_tn1-7dwI/AAAAAAAAD64/clZ27aJS-WA/s1600-h/Picture+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260184158553732866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SP_tn1-7dwI/AAAAAAAAD64/clZ27aJS-WA/s320/Picture+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do not cry for my Grandfather...as I am certain that he is already watching over his family from above. I do not cry because he drank, laughed, and sang until the end...which is all he ever wanted to do.  I cry for those of us that are left here trying to figure out how to fill the gap that he left behind. He is the only person that I have ever met who lived and loved his life completely and did so on his own terms. I cannot put into words how dearly I loved him and how much I will miss him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blogging will be sporadic as I will be going home at some point in the next few days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260183996481984962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SP_teaOA2cI/AAAAAAAAD6w/tzXpXxH2OSg/s320/Gpappynme.JPG" border="0" /&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/1862579639353379967-1749283778893259732?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/1749283778893259732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=1749283778893259732' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/1749283778893259732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/1749283778893259732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2008/10/life-was-song.html' title='Life Was A Song....'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SP_tn1-7dwI/AAAAAAAAD64/clZ27aJS-WA/s72-c/Picture+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-6551035875322668150</id><published>2008-10-20T22:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T00:00:29.682-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Right Now.....'/><title type='text'>Though They Try...They'll Never Break Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SP1TiDMIp-I/AAAAAAAAD6o/FYdOS_HHoH8/s1600-h/igradegi2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259451784275470306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SP1TiDMIp-I/AAAAAAAAD6o/FYdOS_HHoH8/s320/igradegi2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's start out by saying that I am quite pleased with the World Series match up. Sure my evil plan did not end up working out but that is okay. If the Yankees cannot be in the World Series, all I can ask is that the Red Sux are not there either. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now enough about baseball...let's shuffle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You Can Sleep While I Drive by Melissa Etheridge - Here is another example of why Melissa is one hell of a song writer. This is such a sexy and romantic song and most people don't even know it. Start with the title...you can sleep while I drive. That in itself is a pretty romantic gesture but when you add to the point of the song...it goes to new level. Think about it, the singer is offering to drive while the other one sleeps just to get out of town. Sometimes the desire to get away is so strong that it is almost impossible to fight the urge to just get into the car and drive. It is definitely a download-worthy song. Best Line: "There's a chill in my bones, I don't want to be left alone so baby you can sleep while I drive."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before He Cheats by Carrie Underwood - Alright Carrie, this song is exactly why men tend to call us ladies crazy. I never realized how crazy this song is until Andrew blogged about it and now I am even a little bit afraid. The repeated "right now"s of the song scream obsessive stalker because only someone who is slightly over the edge would spend so much time thinking about what he is doing "right now" over and over again. Then of course there is the specifics that come from saying that she "took a Louisville Slugger to both headlights". Andrew made an excellent point that most people would lack the specific details of the brand of bat used to beat the shit of the car. Then there is the hatred of "bleached blond tramp" who is singing "a white trash version of Shania karaoke". Why is that a girl always hates the other woman...who really hasn't done anything wrong? The scariest part of the song has to be the fact that Carrie's voice seems to escalate to a rage as the song progresses. Hell...after hearing this song even I am afraid to fuck with Carrie. Better watch your back Jessica. Best Line "The next time he cheats...no it won't be on me." No shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Welcome to the Black Parade by My Chemical Romance: Quite honestly this song is absolutely awesome. I tend to forget how awesome until I hear it and then I always think "why don't I listen to this song more often?". You can't tell me that you don't get just a little pumped up whenever you hear it. The opening minute and half of the song actually is a little bit annoying but once you get past that...it totally kicks ass. I actually think that this would be a perfect karaoke song. Whenever I hear this song I feel somewhat defiant and get a "fuck you" attitude though I am not exactly sure towards whom. Maybe that is why it is such a great song. It inspires the listened to "carry on" and that can mean anything to anyone. The important thing is that it stirs the desire to fight the good fight and that can't be a bad thing. Seriously though...this is an awesome tune! Best Line: "So paint it black and take it back, let's shout it loud and clear, do you fight it to the end, we hear the call to carry on."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I Don't Care by Fall Out Boy - I seriously love these guys more with every song. It is actually a little dangerous because they have broken into my Top 10 favorite bands and they are putting out new awesome songs unlike other contenders such as Blink 182 and Green Day. This is another song that just gets me all pumped up. If I could dance around right now...it would be to this song. Hell...I think that it is going to replace "Shake It" as my primary ring tone on my phone. Say what you will about Fall Out Boy but musically they are extremely talented. Their songs are cleverly written and most importantly...Patrick has the best voice of any new band at the moment. As I have said before...when he belts a line it sends chills down my spine. The man can wail and I love it. Now the best part of this song is the last 1:15 because Patrick really shows off in this part He starts out channeling the Chris Isaak in him before just busting out. It is freaking outstanding. Best Line: "I don't care what you think as long as it's about me, the best of us can find happiness in misery."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;See The Sun by The Kooks - And here is an example of why it is worth it to download the free iTunes downloads every week even if you don't know the song. I have never heard of this song before and it has become one of more frequently listened to song. It is also a ton of fun to sing...it is usually a song that is sung in the shower. I don't know why I have so much singing this as I wash my hair in the morning but it is. I usually sing it a little bit louder and more off key on the mornings where I am smiling before I get out of bed which means that it makes me smile later on throughout the day. The funny part is that this song cheers me up and helps me keep my head together. I wouldn't say that it helps with the patience but whenever I start to feel frustrated, I listen and sing this song and realize that it hits the nail on the head. It is no longer a free download but I think that you should download it anyway. It is worth $0.99. Best Line: "Yeah no matter what you do, take a look at yourself and realize I've been good to you". It is true, you have and I am grateful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stand By Me by Ben E King - This has got to be one of the greatest songs of all time. It is definitely one of the greatest love songs of all time. I doubt that there is a person who doesn't have a memory to this song or wouldn't like to have one. Whenever I hear this song I can still smell the campfire. There really isn't much else to say....it is just an awesome song. Best Line: "No, I won't be afraid, oh, I won't be afraid just as long as you stand, stand by me." Nothing is ever as scary when you have someone special at your side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally...yes I heard about Joba and guess what...I still love him. So for all of you who keep texting me about it...it is not having the effect that you are hoping for. I don't condone what he did but he was a man about it and that is yet another reason why I am totally a Joba fan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259451229681328962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SP1TBxKlo0I/AAAAAAAAD6g/Az-lBfqkUIw/s320/mlb_u_joba1_412.jpg" border="0" /&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/1862579639353379967-6551035875322668150?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/6551035875322668150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=6551035875322668150' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/6551035875322668150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/6551035875322668150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2008/10/though-they-trytheyll-never-break-me.html' title='Though They Try...They&apos;ll Never Break Me'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SP1TiDMIp-I/AAAAAAAAD6o/FYdOS_HHoH8/s72-c/igradegi2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-3939791487116590642</id><published>2008-10-18T23:54:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T00:20:44.122-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things That Bug Me'/><title type='text'>That Was A Chest Bump</title><content type='html'>So perhaps it is the fact that my mood is a little poor to begin with or maybe it is because I am watching more TV than usual courtesy of my damn name but several commercials are really starting to piss me off. You know what they say about misery loving company...here they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets start with the new Brooke Shields &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;VW&lt;/span&gt; commercials. Call me uptight but something about this just seems kind of wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3qL_9Gmonuo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3qL_9Gmonuo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on...and let me point out that is the main reason I stopped watching the playoffs last year...those damn Frank TV commercials! I hate them so much. Every time I hear the beginning of one...I want to throw something at the TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UsWo4ztiAto&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UsWo4ztiAto&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The damn Free Credit Report Commercials. So help me, they just seem to be getting worse with each damn commercial. Someone has to stop the madness. This one by far is reason enough to never watch live TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/h4HHLxw1Vdw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/h4HHLxw1Vdw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Carfax&lt;/span&gt;...I miss the quiet, less annoying ones that joked about "new carpets" and "fresh coats of paint". Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/41xSeU2ZHOY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/41xSeU2ZHOY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if I could pick my commercials...here are a few that I just can't get enough of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eli and the Chest Pump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xy966KVQ4G0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xy966KVQ4G0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Joba's&lt;/span&gt; Mo's Commercial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6Ja-PFskGGs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6Ja-PFskGGs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derek's Gillette Razor Commercial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/P6R404c1NB0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/P6R404c1NB0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if someone can find me Derek's Gillette &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Deodorant&lt;/span&gt; commercial...I would be one happy girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally...I have to say that I am disgusted with the Devil Rays. They don't deserve to go to the World Series...damn it all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862579639353379967-3939791487116590642?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/3939791487116590642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=3939791487116590642' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/3939791487116590642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/3939791487116590642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2008/10/that-was-chest-bump.html' title='That Was A Chest Bump'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-1473502571982078262</id><published>2008-10-15T23:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T23:39:00.360-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everybody Loves A Good Fight'/><title type='text'>Going Down To South Park...Gonna Have Myself A Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SPa1BxSweSI/AAAAAAAAC2U/_Kz8WNgT6l4/s1600-h/Wendy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257588657018140962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SPa1BxSweSI/AAAAAAAAC2U/_Kz8WNgT6l4/s320/Wendy1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I gotta say that after last weeks season opener of South Park I had serious doubts about being able to continue to follow the show. In fact, I have yet to talk to anyone who wasn't a little bothered by the season opener. But never the less...I decided to take a break from the massacre that was the Dodgers/Phillies game and watch tonight's episode. Honestly...I really just needed a laugh because today totally sucked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to say that it was one of the funniest episodes that I have seen in a very long time. It is so funny that it warrants its one post..brief though it might be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WARNING.....WARNING.........Spoiler Alert......WARNING.......WARNING&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So it starts with Wendy giving a speech on Breast Cancer Awareness Month. In typical Cartman form, he laughs every time she says the word breast as well as cracking lame jokes about "Killer titties". Wendy decides that she has had enough of his shit and challenges him to a fight after school. At first Cartman thinks that it is a good idea until he realizes that she is serious about kicking his ass. He also grows concerned when Butters points out that if he loses, everyone will think that he is a fag. So Cartman tries to make peace with Wendy but she refuses to back down unless Cartman apologizes in public. He refuses so Wendy's anger escalates to the point where she tells him that she is going to "kick his fucking ass" and that she is going to make him eat his own underwear in front of everyone. He misunderstands this to be his way out so he proceeds to eat his own underwear. Wendy laughs at him but is still determined to fight him. Cartman even pleads with Stan to stop Wendy by saying "Dude you are my bro and she is your bitch. I can't beat up my bro's bitch." Determined not to fight with her...Cartman resorts to desperate measures and earns himself detention by going to the bathroom on Mr. Garrison's desk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As a result of the detention and against Cartman's wishes, the fight get rescheduled for first thing in the morning. Cartman then plays his ever reliable last card...and cries to his mom. Mrs. Cartman takes him to Wendy's house where he cries to her parents and accuses her of being a bully. In spite of pleading her case that it is justified, her parents forbid her to fight Eric. So being the bigger person, she goes to school and refuses to fight even though Eric denies that cried to his mom and calls her the baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet that isn't all that is up Cartman's sleeve. He starts off the school day by giving his own presentation on Breast Cancer Awareness by cracking rude (but humorous) jokes that send Wendy flying off the hook. As she starts to berate him, Principal Victoria pages Wendy over the speaker to get into her office. Expecting to get yelled at for being a bully, Wendy is thrown a curve ball when Principal Victoria practically orders her to fight Cartman. She did under the guise of doing it to stop Breast Cancer however it was a lovely play on words as she described the cancer as a "a fat lump of pure evil that must be stopped". More determined than ever, Wendy storms out of the office and goes straight to the playground to get Cartman his due.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In what is my favorite fight scene in all of South Park world, Wendy proceeds to beat the shit out of Cartman. I am talking an all out ass beating. At one point she is banging his heat against the jungle gym. By the end of it, he is lying bloody and beaten in the mud and Wendy is using what little energy she has left to kick him in the ribs. Normally I would be against anyone kicking some one while they are down but in this case...I loved it. By the end of the fight...everyone including the ever loyal Butters is cheering for Wendy. The fight ends with Wendy calmly stating that she is done and simply walks away. It was freakin' awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not sure why I enjoyed it so much. Perhaps it is because the last person to truly square off against Cartman ended up eating his own parents or because Wendy was fighting evil and for a good cause...I can't really say. I do know that she is one of...if not my favorite character on the show. And if you remember way back to Season 1 Wendy warned everyone...."Don't Fuck With Wendy Testaburger".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257588516472648994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SPa05luGdSI/AAAAAAAAC2M/YufNy6RfpG0/s320/wendytestaburger.jpg" border="0" /&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/1862579639353379967-1473502571982078262?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/1473502571982078262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=1473502571982078262' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/1473502571982078262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/1473502571982078262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2008/10/going-down-to-south-parkgonna-have.html' title='Going Down To South Park...Gonna Have Myself A Time'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SPa1BxSweSI/AAAAAAAAC2U/_Kz8WNgT6l4/s72-c/Wendy1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-319070864296501686</id><published>2008-10-14T22:58:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T00:10:31.782-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anyway...Whatcha Gonna Do About It?'/><title type='text'>You &amp; Me Babe...How 'Bout It?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SPVtBZS3qNI/AAAAAAAAC2E/oLxfWaRckEE/s1600-h/116673392_2392fc879f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257228010762250450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SPVtBZS3qNI/AAAAAAAAC2E/oLxfWaRckEE/s320/116673392_2392fc879f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I know that it is Tuesday and I should have shuffled last night but I didn't not. What can I say? The excitement of two playoff games and one Monday Night Football game plus the fact that Crazy Taxi was paying triple points and cash last night kept me away from the blog. So I will make up for it tonight because I cannot get comfortable because of my knee. So let's get started.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forever by Mariah Carey - I had forgotten about this song until the evil genius that is iTunes Genesis recommended it. There is nothing spectacular about this song lyrically or musically but that's okay. Not every song has to be excellent to be enjoyable. It is a sweet song to the one who got away. Vocally it is not Mariah's best song but the fact is that it is well sung and I enjoy it. Well done Genesis...it was worth the $0.99 to have it on the iPod. Best Line: "If you should ever need me unfailingly I will return to your arms and unburden your heart." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walk On Water by Eddie Money - I swear that Eddie Money was under appreciated in his time. Every time I hear one of his songs I am reminded that he had a pretty damn good voice. This is not one of my favorite songs by him...it is still pretty damn good. When I heard it just now it actually made me feel pretty guilty. It is not fair to doubt the love of someone that you love. This song talks about mistakes that have been made and the fact is that things are bound to happen in any relationship...big things and little things. It made me promise myself to keep that mind because it really is silly to get upset over a little thing like not getting to talk to someone when planned. The best line of the song is also the opening line so that makes it even better. Best Line: "Well if I could walk on water and if I could find some way to prove, if I could walk on water would you believe in me? My love is so true."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Romeo and Juliet by Dire Straits - This song recently became the #1 played song on my ipod. It is hard to point out one single reason why I love this song so much...because everything about this song works. It is so good that I never get sick of it and I never fail to smile when I listen to it. It is such a romantic song that is wonderful because it is real. What can I say...it is one of the best songs of all time...in my humble opinion. It is hard to pick the best line because so many of them are great. Perhaps it is the fact that this song understands that "the timing is wrong". Perhaps it is the sexiness of the challenge "You &amp;amp; Me Babe...how 'bout it?" It is probably the fact that it has one of the most real and romantic lines in a song ever with "I can't do everything but I'd do anything for you, can't do anything except be in love with you". Whatever it is about this song...it melts my heart every time I hear it...and that is a good thing. Best Line: "The dice were loaded from the start and I bet and you exploded in my heart." Great song...truly is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What the hell is happening in the world of baseball? There is no reason that the Dodgers or the Red Sux should be trailing 3-1 and yet they are. I can handle the disappointment of the Dodgers not going to the World Series as long as the Red Sux are also watching it from their couches. The good news is that it looks like they will be. I just hate the Red Sux so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As long as Boston doesn't win the ALCS... I am good. Either way...I am working on my "Let's Go Phillies" chant because I will cheer from them regardless of who they play in the championship.&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/1862579639353379967-319070864296501686?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/319070864296501686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=319070864296501686' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/319070864296501686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/319070864296501686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2008/10/you-me-babehow-bout-it.html' title='You &amp; Me Babe...How &apos;Bout It?'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SPVtBZS3qNI/AAAAAAAAC2E/oLxfWaRckEE/s72-c/116673392_2392fc879f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-3277146298433307398</id><published>2008-10-12T23:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T00:14:46.234-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Still Overdosing on Sports'/><title type='text'>Buy Me Some Peanuts &amp; Cracker Jacks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SPLKObFheII/AAAAAAAAC18/o4L7QMZgCkM/s1600-h/skeleton.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256486064232691842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SPLKObFheII/AAAAAAAAC18/o4L7QMZgCkM/s320/skeleton.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow. I didn't realize that the last What Is was so tough. If one more song would have been identified...I bet the Final Jeopardy would have been guessed. The answers were:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;200 - Hungry Eyes by Eric Carmen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;400 - Head Over Feet By Alanis Morrisette&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;600 - Down On My Knees by Trisha Yearwood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;800 - Arms Wide Open by Creed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1000 - Put Your Head On My Shoulder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Final - Parts of the Body&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moving on...so here are my random thoughts from this weekend in sports.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's start with the Longhorns beating the Sooners. While I am no longer the devoted Husker fan of my youth, my Big Red Pride is still there. For you non Big 12 fans...this means that there is only time of year that I won't wish bad things on the Longhorns and that is when they take on the Sooners. The Sooners are the Red Sux of college football. I truly dislike their presence. So you can bet that I watched with great pleasure yesterday as the Longhorns somehow how outplayed the #1 Ranked Sooners. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256485590564871874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SPLJy2iUHsI/AAAAAAAAC10/Ih6YbNM4n7Q/s320/cs.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me say that I was less impressed with the Red Sux/Rays game...but only because the damn thing refused to end. By the final inning...I didn't care who won as long as it just ended. I mentioned this to someone this morning who asked why I simply didn't turn off the TV. By the time you make it to extra innings...it would be a sure sign of weakness to give up. One must stick it out to the end...no matter what the cost. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can someone please tell me just what in the hell is going on with the Jets? No I am not talking about their playing...I am talking about their damn uniforms. First of all...when I first turned on the game I thought I had it wrong and Pittsburgh was playing. Where is the Jets green? Secondly...why do the uniforms look like practice jerseys from the 80s? I have never been a fan of the retro look and this is exactly why. Finally...did you notice the sideline hats? Why in the hell is there a T on them? If it is supposed to be cool...it is lost on me. Oh and it was it rather boring game until the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hooray for the Rams getting their first win of the season. I have abandoned them for good but it was still nice to see them win.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every Sunday is good Sunday whenever Peyton leads the Colts to a win.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256484696857077410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SPLI-1NxZqI/AAAAAAAAC1s/I8RBSmowMnI/s320/t1_warner2_si.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's talk about that Cowboys/Cardinals game. Who expected that the Cardinals would be able to beat the TO and the boys. I for one was quite pleased. I do have to say that my heart still flutters whenever Kurt Warners smiles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was today the day of terrible calls and bad plays or what? I know that one of the commentators joked that the refs would be sore from throwing all of those flags but as lame as it sounds...he is probably right. What a crazy day in the gridiron.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256484388936033490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SPLIs6HrJNI/AAAAAAAAC1k/u5vrTXmsHvU/s320/Example_Grip_CircleChange_JamieMoyer_002.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;The highlight of the weekend in sports has got to be tonight's Dodger/Phillies game. First of all...Jamie Moyer looked terrible which was a bummer. I guess I have to say that I love his commercials...hate his skills on the field. I was not surprised when he hit the 1st Dodger...and super excited when he hit the 2nd one because I knew that something would come of it. (I have been wanting to see a fight since I missed the one between the Yankees and the Angels.) So I was not surprised to see Kuroda throw at a Phillie. It was bittersweet that it was Shane Victorino. On one hand it was awesome because he was so classy about it and on the other hand it was a bummer because he was so classy about it. He didn't rush the pitcher which was a bummer but he reacted in the most professional way ever. I was most impressed by his willingness to accept being thrown at...as long as it wasn't in the head. It was awesome. I don't know what exactly was said to provoke the bench clearing incident that followed but it was still pretty cool. Nobody threw in punches but it was still cool. I loved when Joe Torre had to hold Manny back from starting an all out brawl. I have to admit that I am becoming a Manny fan. He is awesome now that he is not in that dreaded Red Sux jersey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256483642647385490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SPLIBd-mFZI/AAAAAAAAC1c/BeI6gj7au3w/s320/manny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and it was cool that they finally won. There is still hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862579639353379967-3277146298433307398?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/3277146298433307398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=3277146298433307398' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/3277146298433307398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/3277146298433307398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2008/10/buy-some-peanuts-cracker-jacks.html' title='Buy Me Some Peanuts &amp; Cracker Jacks'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SPLKObFheII/AAAAAAAAC18/o4L7QMZgCkM/s72-c/skeleton.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-7019699571866678318</id><published>2008-10-10T23:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T23:59:00.331-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;ve Been Meaning To Tell You'/><title type='text'>What Is....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SPAjCfKzAeI/AAAAAAAAC1U/pPuaMl1Np0s/s1600-h/250px-Tv_jeopardy_may_25_2005_board.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255739290774864354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SPAjCfKzAeI/AAAAAAAAC1U/pPuaMl1Np0s/s320/250px-Tv_jeopardy_may_25_2005_board.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Answer to Final Jeopardy - Songs from the Billboard's Top 100 from 1988.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255739162308265762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SPAi7Al-RyI/AAAAAAAAC1M/5RpHCRihW_Q/s320/d66411d853y.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight's Category: Name That Song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;$200 - I look at you and I fantasize that you're mine tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;$ 400 - You treat me like a princess and I'm not used to liking that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;$ 600 - No one matters more in my life or makes me feel like you make me feel inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;$ 800 - I'll show you love...I'll show you everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;$1000 - If there's a way, I'll find it some day and then this fool will rush in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Final Jeopardy - What do these songs have in common?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this should be the final night that I do the Jeopardy thing. Sleep seems unlikely so my brain might actually start functioning in its normal, sleep deprived capacity soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a baseball note...Damn the Dodgers and them ruining my evil plan. &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/1862579639353379967-7019699571866678318?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/7019699571866678318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=7019699571866678318' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/7019699571866678318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/7019699571866678318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-is_10.html' title='What Is....'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SPAjCfKzAeI/AAAAAAAAC1U/pPuaMl1Np0s/s72-c/250px-Tv_jeopardy_may_25_2005_board.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-2876885851533016102</id><published>2008-10-08T22:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T23:34:12.703-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;ve Gotta Tell Ya'/><title type='text'>What Is....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SO17IW_e3-I/AAAAAAAAC1E/ZRjXuH4Z1UU/s1600-h/250px-Tv_jeopardy_may_25_2005_board.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254991723752251362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SO17IW_e3-I/AAAAAAAAC1E/ZRjXuH4Z1UU/s320/250px-Tv_jeopardy_may_25_2005_board.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Answer to last night's Final Jeopardy - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254991596971149778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SO17A-sgydI/AAAAAAAAC08/ozDurCAMi0Y/s320/heckerling.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amy Heckerling, who either wrote, producted, and/or directed all of the films. Kudos to Kenny for naming all of them...being that he is a movie buff I will assume that he didn't cheat and use the internet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight's Category:  Name That Song:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;$200: Sometimes if I shout, it's not what's intended. These words just come out, with no gripe to bear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;$400: So don't deny, I can't fool no one else, the truth is in the tears I cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;$600: Living in a world of fantasies...I can't get you outta my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;$800: Touching heat freezing on my skin, I pretend you still hold me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;$1000: 'Cause if there is something better well they haven't found it yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Final Jeopardy: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Name the common link between the all of these songs.&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/1862579639353379967-2876885851533016102?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/2876885851533016102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=2876885851533016102' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/2876885851533016102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/2876885851533016102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-is_08.html' title='What Is....'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SO17IW_e3-I/AAAAAAAAC1E/ZRjXuH4Z1UU/s72-c/250px-Tv_jeopardy_may_25_2005_board.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-9191885284748915766</id><published>2008-10-07T23:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T23:58:00.357-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Don&apos;t Know'/><title type='text'>What Is....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SOwroVCHubI/AAAAAAAAC0s/zoFY9DiJ_6w/s1600-h/250px-Tv_jeopardy_may_25_2005_board.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254622837075327410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SOwroVCHubI/AAAAAAAAC0s/zoFY9DiJ_6w/s320/250px-Tv_jeopardy_may_25_2005_board.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Movie Quotes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;$200: "I've been thinking. If you're here and I'm here doesn't that make it our time?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;$400: "I love self-loathing complaint rock you can dance to."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;$600: "Anything you can do to draw attention to your mouth is good."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;$800: " Hey, wait a minute, there's no birthday party for me here! "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;$1000: "Yeah, yeah, Joanie loves Chachi, but does Chachi give a flyin' fuck about Joanie?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Final Jeopardy:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Name the common link to all of the above movies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862579639353379967-9191885284748915766?l=thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/feeds/9191885284748915766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862579639353379967&amp;postID=9191885284748915766' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/9191885284748915766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862579639353379967/posts/default/9191885284748915766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegeekthatismillie.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-is.html' title='What Is....'/><author><name>Millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03707354630166174193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SFHr3Y7XLJI/AAAAAAAACHA/EMk9ReE6GBM/S220/Picture+976.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SOwroVCHubI/AAAAAAAAC0s/zoFY9DiJ_6w/s72-c/250px-Tv_jeopardy_may_25_2005_board.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862579639353379967.post-3987868207241932668</id><published>2008-10-06T23:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T00:11:40.866-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Ain&apos;t Afraid Of No Ghosts'/><title type='text'>If There's Something Weird &amp; It Don't Look Good...Who You Gonna Call?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SOrg0jOLIWI/AAAAAAAAC0k/oYL7qiiw_vI/s1600-h/iPod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254259108693614946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SOrg0jOLIWI/AAAAAAAAC0k/oYL7qiiw_vI/s320/iPod.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the love of Bob Cat Bob....tonight's games are quite possibly the longest games ever...that or I am just a little on the impatient side. I keep switching back and forth between between Monday Night Football and the Red Sux/Angels game...all the while cruising around the world of Facebook. Now I have added blogging and iPod listening to the mix...how's that for multi-tasking? So let's shuffle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254258941120897490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SOrgqy9uYdI/AAAAAAAAC0c/8KphWCbYMis/s320/stubbs_the_zombie.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Earth Angel by Death Cab Cutie - So there are like a dozen versions of this song that you can download but this one is by far the best. The only downside is that you have to buy the whole album but it is totally worth it. I can't think of a better way to describe this version than to say that it is totally reminiscent of the high school dance days. DCFC has come a long way over a short period of time but a large part of their appeal is their high school garage band sounding music. What can I say? When I hear this song I think streamers, balloons, girls in overpriced dresses and guys who are cursing themselves for buying a wrist corsage because a pin on one would have given them a chance to...well you know. Bottom line is that this is a romantic song no matter how does it but DCFC just does it in a real way and I love it. Best Line: "I'm just a fool in love with you."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254258639466783906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SOrgZPNx5KI/AAAAAAAAC0U/CCfO4n4Kjkc/s320/South-Park-tv-b78.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come To My Window by Melissa Etheridge - So I used to love this song. Honestly, it was one of my favorite songs to sing in the car and in the shower. Melissa rocks this love song out and I think that is awesome. It oozes passion and it is well written and just overall a damn good song that gets bonus points for paying tribute to the whole Romeo and Juliet balcony thing. Oh and it has a killer opening verse. That's right...not just a killer opening line but an opening verse. The problem is that every now and then someone or something will use a song and then suddenly you think of that whenever you hear the song. In this case...it was the fine folks behind South Park and I usually forced to change the song rather than think of the scene it was used in. Damn it all. Best Line: "I would dial the numbers just to listen to your breath."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254258468883708786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SOrgPTvmu3I/AAAAAAAAC0M/CQaalyWp1tA/s320/strahan.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Just Fine by Mary J Blige - Here is another song that I also think of a pop culture moment whenever I listen to it. In this case it is of Michael Strahan singing and dancing to this song in the locker room before the Superbowl. Yet that always makes me laugh instead of nauseous like the pop culture moment that the previous song reminds me of. But I digress...this is a new song to make the Millie Dance List. In the right mood I am able to sing and dance all over the place to this song. Today was one of the those as I jammed to this as I drove home from work today. Work was work but I was in a pretty great mood this afternoon. Sometimes all it takes is taking a minute to appreciate the flowers and all they have to offer. Best Line: "Appreciate life...so glad that I've got mine."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254258249865622786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SOrgCj1n9QI/AAAAAAAAC0E/ayBAUsZJcuQ/s320/ghostbusters.gif" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Ghostbusters by Ray Parker Jr. - I refuse to believe that there is a person alive who doesn't like this song. They either don't want to admit it or haven't heard it. It is impossible not dance just a little bit when you hear this song...even if it is just a head pop. This is one of the wacky songs that can even get you doing the really stuff like using your hand as a"phone" when asked "who you gonna call?" Seriously, as I listen it to right now and I kicking myself for not listening to it more often. I guess that I had forgotten how much I love it. I think that I will be butchering it next time I hit the karaoke bar. Best Line: " Who you gonna call...GHOSTBUSTERS!".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254258111035143778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7H0TaNC_j4/SOrf6ep29mI/AAAAAAAACz8/7qalY4aiDMQ/s320/sophie-b-hawkins.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;As I Lay Me Down by Sophie B Hawkins - The sweet melodies and lyrics of this song make it an irresistible song for me. I think that I was like 12 when it came out and I loved it then and still really enjoy it now. That is staying power! Seriously though...it is not an overly sweet or stalker-ish song. It is a simple love song from a girl to the guy who is somewhere else. Admit it...you liked it too when it first came out. Best Line: "I'm still recalli
