<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8692512</id><updated>2009-11-02T09:50:11.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ka-nitting Factory</title><subtitle type='html'>The Bruiser</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kanittingfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8692512/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kanittingfactory.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8692512/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Tracy Brewer Medley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247413799677099679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>635</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8692512.post-5037459686031400063</id><published>2007-08-16T00:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T00:22:08.178-06:00</updated><title type='text'>THE KA-NITTING FACTORY HAS MOVED</title><content type='html'>If your browser doesn't redirect you to the new site - &lt;a href="http://lateshoes.wordpress.com"&gt;GO HERE.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8692512-5037459686031400063?l=kanittingfactory.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kanittingfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/5037459686031400063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8692512&amp;postID=5037459686031400063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8692512/posts/default/5037459686031400063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8692512/posts/default/5037459686031400063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kanittingfactory.blogspot.com/2007/08/ka-nitting-factory-has-moved.html' title='THE KA-NITTING FACTORY HAS MOVED'/><author><name>Tracy Brewer Medley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247413799677099679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01924056047929311654'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8692512.post-5521870747222912683</id><published>2007-08-14T01:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T01:56:15.798-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay...and now some more Kristin Hersh</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dmYXQcR30w4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dmYXQcR30w4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oe1FZNrFx4w"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oe1FZNrFx4w" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5FkLd0MaDu8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5FkLd0MaDu8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&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/8692512-5521870747222912683?l=kanittingfactory.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kanittingfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/5521870747222912683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8692512&amp;postID=5521870747222912683&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8692512/posts/default/5521870747222912683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8692512/posts/default/5521870747222912683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kanittingfactory.blogspot.com/2007/08/okayand-now-some-more-kristin-hersh.html' title='Okay...and now some more Kristin Hersh'/><author><name>Tracy Brewer Medley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247413799677099679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01924056047929311654'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8692512.post-3312833922660849206</id><published>2007-08-14T01:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T01:41:18.071-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I look so much like my mother</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1196/1098242108_abf1f12d03_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1196/1098242108_abf1f12d03_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't sleep. Lars is in Vernal on a river trip with a couple of his clients. It's funny how you forget how to sleep on your own - how does the weight of a lover's body next to us become such an addiction? More than that. A few years ago I read an interesting &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Alchemy-Love-Lust-Theresa-Crenshaw/dp/0671004441"&gt;book&lt;/a&gt; about the physical/ chemical/ physiological aspects of love. It's main thesis: that our bodies actually become biochemically connected - just spending time together, touching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea if that's true, but I still can't fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the Throwing Muses said it better than I could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-3Js1uD75UM"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-3Js1uD75UM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8692512-3312833922660849206?l=kanittingfactory.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kanittingfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/3312833922660849206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8692512&amp;postID=3312833922660849206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8692512/posts/default/3312833922660849206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8692512/posts/default/3312833922660849206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kanittingfactory.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-look-so-much-like-my-mother.html' title='I look so much like my mother'/><author><name>Tracy Brewer Medley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247413799677099679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01924056047929311654'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8692512.post-5665296870344904348</id><published>2007-08-08T12:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T12:55:03.528-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The most profound post ever written</title><content type='html'>I've been painting my nails a lot lately. Last month I got a manicure and I've been obsessively lacquering ever since. I bought some really cheap polish - the kind that 12-year old girls buy at the drugstore with their bubblegum money. The colors are bright and garish enough to call attention - something I don't normally relish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bright, aqua blue elicited enthusiasm from the check-out girl at the Emigration Market. The shimmering purple caused an elderly woman in a wheelchair to grab my left hand and hold it for about 3 minutes while telling me all about her daughter who now lives in New Jersey. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Painted nails make me want to point things out to people. Both literal things and figurative. "Have you ever noticed this sign before? Aren't the colors lovely? Isn't the font nice?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll point with my short, purple-painted nail on my stubby, outstretched finger and we'll all look up together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8692512-5665296870344904348?l=kanittingfactory.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kanittingfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/5665296870344904348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8692512&amp;postID=5665296870344904348&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8692512/posts/default/5665296870344904348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8692512/posts/default/5665296870344904348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kanittingfactory.blogspot.com/2007/08/most-profound-post-ever-written.html' title='The most profound post ever written'/><author><name>Tracy Brewer Medley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247413799677099679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01924056047929311654'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8692512.post-592682681116116869</id><published>2007-08-08T11:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T11:37:04.216-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Add a Ka-nitting Factory!! button to your blog or MySpace</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://kanittingfactory.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" width="205" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1274/1045241876_afd5f73a1e_m.jpg" height="58"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2tbPYkiqCes/Rrn-BDKRDHI/AAAAAAAAAEU/LVQfHJ-Rz6M/s1600-h/CODE.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2tbPYkiqCes/Rrn-BDKRDHI/AAAAAAAAAEU/LVQfHJ-Rz6M/s400/CODE.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096383747328117874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8692512-592682681116116869?l=kanittingfactory.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kanittingfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/592682681116116869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8692512&amp;postID=592682681116116869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8692512/posts/default/592682681116116869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8692512/posts/default/592682681116116869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kanittingfactory.blogspot.com/2007/08/add-ka-nitting-factory-button-to-your.html' title='Add a Ka-nitting Factory!! button to your blog or MySpace'/><author><name>Tracy Brewer Medley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247413799677099679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01924056047929311654'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2tbPYkiqCes/Rrn-BDKRDHI/AAAAAAAAAEU/LVQfHJ-Rz6M/s72-c/CODE.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8692512.post-6144542526476997072</id><published>2007-08-07T22:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T23:03:21.597-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flight of the Conchords'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>"in space, Bret....in space."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2tbPYkiqCes/RrlNEDKRDGI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ctNBeox6xNc/s1600-h/Bowie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2tbPYkiqCes/RrlNEDKRDGI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ctNBeox6xNc/s400/Bowie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096189185309609058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/hboflight"&gt;Flight of the Conchords&lt;/a&gt; rules my shit right now. You should be their &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/conchords"&gt;MySpace&lt;/a&gt; friend and buy their new EP "The Distant Future" on iTunes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8692512-6144542526476997072?l=kanittingfactory.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kanittingfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/6144542526476997072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8692512&amp;postID=6144542526476997072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8692512/posts/default/6144542526476997072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8692512/posts/default/6144542526476997072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kanittingfactory.blogspot.com/2007/08/in-space-bretin-space.html' title='&quot;in space, Bret....in space.&quot;'/><author><name>Tracy Brewer Medley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247413799677099679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01924056047929311654'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2tbPYkiqCes/RrlNEDKRDGI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ctNBeox6xNc/s72-c/Bowie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8692512.post-2616846507161925054</id><published>2007-08-07T19:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T15:26:45.548-06:00</updated><title type='text'>、Oliver Twist 性交しなさい!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Japanese to English translation = "Have Sexual Intercourse, Oliver Twist!!!" or in other words, Fuuuuuck you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Melissa is still in Japan and while I'm seething with envy, I want her to come home. Is that selfish? Yargh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Oliver Twist whom this post is directed at is someone I sort of loosely work with...more work around. Anyway, as per usual I cannot get into too many details. Let's just say, it is a bitch and it must die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally fixed the masthead. It's not the glorious (I almost typed "glory hole" - I really have to leave work now) banner I promised, but it's cute enough for now and it makes me laugh...and I made it happen. I designed some web. What is it they say about bringing your work home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Web developing is going well. Maybe even too well. I'm so happy- I'm scaring myself. I LOVE, LOVE my boss. She's an amazing woman who makes me laugh and is inspiring and caring and - I could go on, but it would be gross. She actually said to me, "Tracy, when are you going to have a baby? I just love babies" while we were at a co-workers baby shower. Uhh... When is the last time a boss begged their employee to get knocked-up and take a bunch of time off work? It really sums up how wonderful she is - and I have to say, soothed any fears I may have had about getting P.G. while in the honeymoon stage of a new job (should that happen).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A whole new world....a whole new place to - " Oh, sorry- Aladdin attack.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8692512-2616846507161925054?l=kanittingfactory.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kanittingfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/2616846507161925054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8692512&amp;postID=2616846507161925054&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8692512/posts/default/2616846507161925054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8692512/posts/default/2616846507161925054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kanittingfactory.blogspot.com/2007/08/oliver-twist.html' title='、Oliver Twist 性交しなさい!!!!!!'/><author><name>Tracy Brewer Medley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247413799677099679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01924056047929311654'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8692512.post-401327330989861351</id><published>2007-08-06T17:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T17:27:56.432-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Masthead,</title><content type='html'>You are currently pretty fugly, but, I had to design something quickly to test the code. I promise I will make you prettier sometime this week and make a real, actual, beautiful logo that all your friends will be jealous of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be the Peaches &amp;amp; Cream Barbie of mastheads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovies,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy's tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8692512-401327330989861351?l=kanittingfactory.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kanittingfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/401327330989861351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8692512&amp;postID=401327330989861351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://www.box.net/shared/qh7cnhmaas"&gt;Mirah mix, because I love you.&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** Sorry, I'm a tease. The link should work now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/qh7cnhmaas"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8692512-2682981297258903941?l=kanittingfactory.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kanittingfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/2682981297258903941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8692512&amp;postID=2682981297258903941&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8692512/posts/default/2682981297258903941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8692512/posts/default/2682981297258903941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kanittingfactory.blogspot.com/2007/08/mirah-mirah-on-wall.html' title='Mirah Mirah on the wall'/><author><name>Tracy Brewer Medley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247413799677099679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01924056047929311654'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8692512.post-8298110251158517624</id><published>2007-08-01T10:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T10:54:24.406-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rosie O'Donnell kinda scares the shit out of me</title><content type='html'>Really...and you though my blog was crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I don't write poems about&lt;a href="http://www.rosie.com/blog/2007/07/30/rbk-2/"&gt; Paula Abdul and celebrity stylists.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8692512-8298110251158517624?l=kanittingfactory.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kanittingfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/8298110251158517624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8692512&amp;postID=8298110251158517624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8692512/posts/default/8298110251158517624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8692512/posts/default/8298110251158517624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kanittingfactory.blogspot.com/2007/08/rosie-odonnell-kinda-scares-shit-out-of.html' title='Rosie O&apos;Donnell kinda scares the shit out of me'/><author><name>Tracy Brewer Medley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247413799677099679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01924056047929311654'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8692512.post-2186154755205703305</id><published>2007-07-31T09:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T10:20:18.277-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So many Myspace Surveys, so little time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Who was the last person you slept in a bed with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Lars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Where was the last place you went out to eat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;this crazy diner called Smitty's in Idaho Falls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What was the last alcoholic beverage you consumed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;some really, really, really crappy wine I bought in a Rexburg grocery store just because I could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. How many significant others have you cheated on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;none&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What is more essential - a pretty face or a great body?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;um, shallow much? and also - I'm not a dude, dude....so when you say "pretty face" it makes me think of Orlando Bloom who makes me want to yack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is the value of all the jewelry on you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;do you want to rob me, now is that it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Medicine, fine arts, or law?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Bon Jovi, happy trees, Law &amp; Order&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. When was the last time you got a good workout?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;ummm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Best kind of pizza?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Veggie Delite from Papa Murphy's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. If you need a new pair of jeans, what store do you go first?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;I don't wear jeans, biiitch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Where did your last hug take place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;in my bedroom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What were you doing at 11:59 PM on Saturday night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;watching Hellraiser: Hellworld in a hotel in Rexburg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Are you a quitter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;not really, no.... are YOU a quitter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Who was the last person you had in your room?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;dogs and cats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Is your bedroom window open?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;you really are trying to rob me - fucking, no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Can you speak another language?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;English, motherfucker - do you speak it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. How about put your legs behind your head?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;uhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What is in store for your future?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;I'm going to eat breakfast for lunch with some friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Who was the last band you saw live?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;this is really sad, cos it's been a while and I honestly don't remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. When was the last time you went dancing while under the influence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;1993&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Do you take care of your friends while they're sick?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;If they needed me, I would&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What is your favorite soda?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;iced tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. How many songs are on your iTunes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;3111&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. When was the last time you received something over $500?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;like someone gave me some worth more than that?? I have no idea...probably my wedding two years ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Have you been through driver's ed yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;no, but I'm turning 15 next week....so look out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What will you be next school year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;too old to answer these kinds of questions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Who is your favorite person to have a serious conversation with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Sirius Black.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Are you experienced?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;like in a Jimi Hendrix kind of way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Any historical figures that you envy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Divine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Describe what you're wearing in detail?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;why? Okay, whatever&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1410/963257911_c4c27a2787.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. What brand of digital camera do you own?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Olympus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. What do you think about people who party a lot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;I don't think about them. I'm too busy getting a good night's sleep like a granny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Does talking about sex make you uncomfortable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Not really, no.  Unless you're my dirty, old boss who liked to talk about Crisco and butt plugs and shit...I guess, there's a limit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. What makes a perfect evening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;good movie or tv, good food, cuddling etc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Who was the last person to sleep over at your house?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;uhhh... I think my brother-in-law slept over like a year ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. iPod?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;I would die without it, so if you're still thinking of stealing shit from me, just remember that I'd rather kick your balls into to hamburger than let you have it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. How often do you tan, if you do at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;my driving arm is pretty tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. What was the last CD you purchased?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;The Very Best of Hall &amp; Oates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Have you ever been offered a job?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Yep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. What are two bands/singers that you will always love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Hall and Oates - duh and Prince&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Have you ever stolen anything off of a road?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;I stole some money that flew out of a guy's car...but, only because when I stopped to help him pick it all up, he was the HUGEST asshole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Who was the last person you rode in a car with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Tawnya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. What of the seven deadly sins are you guilty of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;I've probably been guilty of all of them at some point&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Do you do homework in coffee shops?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;No, because I don't have homework because I'm what they call a grown-up. Sort of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8692512-2186154755205703305?l=kanittingfactory.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kanittingfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/2186154755205703305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8692512&amp;postID=2186154755205703305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8692512/posts/default/2186154755205703305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8692512/posts/default/2186154755205703305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kanittingfactory.blogspot.com/2007/07/so-many-myspace-surveys-so-little-time.html' title='So many Myspace Surveys, so little time'/><author><name>Tracy Brewer Medley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247413799677099679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01924056047929311654'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8692512.post-732342220948805337</id><published>2007-07-30T23:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T23:27:52.662-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='big love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bill paxton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='butt'/><title type='text'>The more I see Bill Paxton's ass - the more I kinda of love it</title><content type='html'>When I first started watching Big Love, I had no idea what to expect - At first I was prudishly put off by all the husband-sharing and gratuitous polygamist  bang-bang... but, most of all - I was off put by how many times the camera found its way to Bill Paxton's naked butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bill has always been quite special to me, in an older brother kind of way. He was Chet in Weird Science - he was the semi-retarded "Yeah man, let Bishop go" guy in Aliens. I've refused, until now - dear reader to ever feel sexual feelings for him. It must be true what Tipper Gore says about repetitive violent imagery in the media - only, I'm not so much desensitized as converted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, HBO? Do you hear that? You've converted me to the sex cult of Bill Paxton's backside. I hope you're happy now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8692512-732342220948805337?l=kanittingfactory.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kanittingfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/732342220948805337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8692512&amp;postID=732342220948805337&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8692512/posts/default/732342220948805337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8692512/posts/default/732342220948805337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kanittingfactory.blogspot.com/2007/07/more-i-see-bill-paxtons-ass-more-i.html' title='The more I see Bill Paxton&apos;s ass - the more I kinda of love it'/><author><name>Tracy Brewer Medley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247413799677099679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01924056047929311654'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8692512.post-6353684919488974792</id><published>2007-07-25T15:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T16:46:12.536-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Myspace survey 2007 "so far"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                         First 7 months of 2007:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Have you had your birthday yet?&lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Are you with the same person as you were at the beginning of 2007?&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Are you still in the same job?&lt;br /&gt;Same place/ Different job (Woo (fucking) hoo!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Is your favorite color the same color?&lt;br /&gt;Eh, it's always changing. Right now I'm really loving the aqua/red combo....and purple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Have you got the same style/color hair?&lt;br /&gt;basically&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Have you bought a new car this year?&lt;br /&gt;I bought a car that is new to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. How many girlfriends/boyfriends have you had this year?&lt;br /&gt;like 20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Have you been involved with the police this year?&lt;br /&gt;What do you mean by involved?? I had one pull me over and then not listen to me AT ALL...and then say "that's a long name" after looking at my driver's license&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. All time drinking place for 2007?&lt;br /&gt;the titty bar - definitely the titty bar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Is your best friend(s) at the start of 2007 still your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, though if Tawnya doesn't stop trying to give my brownies away - we're going to have a problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Got any tattoos or piercings this year?&lt;br /&gt;not yet this year, no. I really want a new tattoo though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Had a hair cut?&lt;br /&gt;I just got one - how ya' like them apples?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Been in hospital this year?&lt;br /&gt;I took Tawnya to the hospital when she dislocated her shoulder - again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Lost someone you cared about this year?&lt;br /&gt;to say who would reveal too much about the plot of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Been on a vacation this year?&lt;br /&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Been in love this year?&lt;br /&gt;totally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Fallen out of love this year?&lt;br /&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Been kicked out of a pub this year?&lt;br /&gt;I've been kicked out of like 10 pubs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Completed any studies this year?&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to start some studies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Read a book this year?&lt;br /&gt;no- just magazines and liner notes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Worst thing to happen this year?&lt;br /&gt;actually, I can't think of anything really bad. CHeck me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Best thing to happen this year?&lt;br /&gt;NEW. JOB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. How many times have you gotten drunk?&lt;br /&gt;eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Have you fallen for someone this year?&lt;br /&gt;I fall for Lars like 10 times a week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Has this year been a good one so far?&lt;br /&gt;Sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8692512-6353684919488974792?l=kanittingfactory.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kanittingfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/6353684919488974792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8692512&amp;postID=6353684919488974792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8692512/posts/default/6353684919488974792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8692512/posts/default/6353684919488974792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kanittingfactory.blogspot.com/2007/07/myspace-survey-2007-so-far.html' title='Myspace survey 2007 &quot;so far&quot;'/><author><name>Tracy Brewer Medley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247413799677099679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01924056047929311654'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8692512.post-1240497052139551536</id><published>2007-07-25T15:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T15:52:09.903-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Netflix</title><content type='html'>I just spent half an hour adding things to my Netflix queue and rating movies and I realized something. I think I give away that 5 star rating way too easily.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8692512-1240497052139551536?l=kanittingfactory.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kanittingfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/1240497052139551536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8692512&amp;postID=1240497052139551536&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8692512/posts/default/1240497052139551536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8692512/posts/default/1240497052139551536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kanittingfactory.blogspot.com/2007/07/netflix.html' title='Netflix'/><author><name>Tracy Brewer Medley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247413799677099679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01924056047929311654'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8692512.post-1815264744553565817</id><published>2007-07-22T01:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T01:33:03.837-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I know the secret of the Deathly Hallows and I'm not telling.</title><content type='html'>Today, I read &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Harry Potter and the Death Hallows&lt;/span&gt; from beginning to end. I started around 1 am, fell asleep at three, woke up - read. Took a shower - read - and by 7:30 p.m. I knew the fate of You-know-who, countless Death Eaters, Muggles, centaurs, goblins, snakes, werewolves, Ministry of Magic whosie-whatsits, owls, house-elves, Harry Potter and all his little friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I'm going to tell you lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I finally ventured out into the universe (otherwise known as the grocery store) I felt a lot like I did after finally having sexy-time for the first time. Like I knew something both wonderful and ordinary - something that was completely mine, but totally familiar to everyone else. In that way - in the way that connects us all to both the magical and the ordinary - the Harry Potter books are a lot like getting it on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or something. I'm out of it, what do you expect, I've been reading all day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8692512-1815264744553565817?l=kanittingfactory.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kanittingfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/1815264744553565817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8692512&amp;postID=1815264744553565817&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8692512/posts/default/1815264744553565817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8692512/posts/default/1815264744553565817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kanittingfactory.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-know-secret-of-deathly-hallows-and-im.html' title='I know the secret of the Deathly Hallows and I&apos;m not telling.'/><author><name>Tracy Brewer Medley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247413799677099679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01924056047929311654'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8692512.post-1019369651320659119</id><published>2007-07-17T23:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T23:40:08.767-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new office'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new job'/><title type='text'>New Job - day two</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1064/843347786_ec9acf2f0f.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1064/843347786_ec9acf2f0f.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after the second full day of working my new job I can honestly say - holy shit! Do they really expect me to work like this all the time? I would suspect their answer is, yes, those motherflippers. Those wonderful, glorious motherflippers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interestingly - I don't mind. I worked my chubby buttocks off all day, without ONCE checking my MySpace. I didn't read "my blogs," watch YouTube or shop for cute dildos shaped like dolphins. NOT ONCE. I mean, not to blow my cover, but what you just read above describes about 2/3rds of my adult working life...and now it's over. And - I'm not sad. (I mean there's always time for dildos at home, right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The work is really collaborative and interesting (most of it anyway) and I spent the better part of my day rearranging a "mock up" of the library's future homepage. A fucking mock-up. I got paid to make something totally fake that I will just have to re-code again...and I liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will say that it's lonely. Everyone is really nice - but, so far there's no one I really connect with. I realize of course that my previous office mates (and friends) were a fluke. I know that finding hilarious, brilliant, bosom friends (ha! bosom) who make you laugh yourself sick and never stop surprising or inspiring you is rare, but I never understood just how rare until now. I really, really miss having good friends around to make my day easier and sometimes even special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't anticipate any friend-love in my current sitch, but they're nice enough co-workers and that's not so bad, right? Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yargh. Check out picks of my&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/lateshoes/sets/72157600877674290/"&gt; new office and my tits here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8692512-1019369651320659119?l=kanittingfactory.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kanittingfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/1019369651320659119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8692512&amp;postID=1019369651320659119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8692512/posts/default/1019369651320659119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8692512/posts/default/1019369651320659119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kanittingfactory.blogspot.com/2007/07/new-job-day-two.html' title='New Job - day two'/><author><name>Tracy Brewer Medley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247413799677099679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01924056047929311654'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8692512.post-466647135708125937</id><published>2007-07-10T14:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T14:08:15.821-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I know it's wrong to care.....but, I really, really do.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com/overdrive/?id=1564353&amp;amp;vid=161479"&gt;THE MuthaTruckin' Hills Returns August 13. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cos, ya' know...you mean so much to me." Awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8692512-466647135708125937?l=kanittingfactory.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kanittingfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/466647135708125937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8692512&amp;postID=466647135708125937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8692512/posts/default/466647135708125937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8692512/posts/default/466647135708125937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kanittingfactory.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-know-its-wrong-to-carebut-i-really.html' title='I know it&apos;s wrong to care.....but, I really, really do.'/><author><name>Tracy Brewer Medley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247413799677099679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01924056047929311654'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8692512.post-6454425495281569542</id><published>2007-07-10T10:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T10:36:16.121-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='debt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health Care'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sicko'/><title type='text'>And don't I know it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://myspacetv.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;videoid=12157414"&gt;Sicko - Your American Life Exclusive Clip!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://lads.myspace.com/videos/myspacetv_vplayer0005.swf" flashvars="m=12157414&amp;amp;type=video" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="430" height="346"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://myspacetv.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.addToProfileConfirm&amp;videoid=12157414&amp;amp;title=Sicko - Your American Life Exclusive Clip!"&gt;Add to My Profile&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://myspacetv.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.home"&gt; More Videos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8692512-6454425495281569542?l=kanittingfactory.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kanittingfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/6454425495281569542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8692512&amp;postID=6454425495281569542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8692512/posts/default/6454425495281569542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8692512/posts/default/6454425495281569542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kanittingfactory.blogspot.com/2007/07/and-dont-i-know-it.html' title='And don&apos;t I know it?'/><author><name>Tracy Brewer Medley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247413799677099679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01924056047929311654'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8692512.post-8306294860367194513</id><published>2007-07-10T00:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T00:22:01.912-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear You (You Know who you are),</title><content type='html'>Do you remember the time you told me - ah, fuck it, what's the point?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In honor of my new (old) car and my new (new) job - yes, I got a new job- (one that won't make me sick) - I am creating a double-disc, musical mix that will blow your friggin' mind. Do you want one? If so, leave me a comment or send an email with your preferred mailing address.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8692512-8306294860367194513?l=kanittingfactory.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kanittingfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/8306294860367194513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8692512&amp;postID=8306294860367194513&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8692512/posts/default/8306294860367194513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8692512/posts/default/8306294860367194513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kanittingfactory.blogspot.com/2007/07/dear-you-you-know-who-you-are.html' title='Dear You (You Know who you are),'/><author><name>Tracy Brewer Medley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247413799677099679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01924056047929311654'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8692512.post-1466805729207002158</id><published>2007-07-04T02:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T02:32:59.750-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesomeness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='george bush'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keith olbermann'/><title type='text'>America's Boyfriend Keith Olbermann and His latest Special Comment- Smackdown</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KDwJBPaupVY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KDwJBPaupVY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When polygamy is legal - Keith, me and Lars are going to be a family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8692512-1466805729207002158?l=kanittingfactory.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kanittingfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/1466805729207002158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8692512&amp;postID=1466805729207002158&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8692512/posts/default/1466805729207002158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8692512/posts/default/1466805729207002158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kanittingfactory.blogspot.com/2007/07/americas-boyfriend-keith-olbermann-and.html' title='America&apos;s Boyfriend Keith Olbermann and His latest Special Comment- Smackdown'/><author><name>Tracy Brewer Medley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247413799677099679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01924056047929311654'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8692512.post-3813872296502893823</id><published>2007-07-02T16:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T16:47:23.701-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel SickO to my stomach</title><content type='html'>Lars and I saw &lt;a href="http://www.sicko-themovie.com/"&gt;Sicko&lt;/a&gt; over the weekend - for our date night no less. To be fair, it was totally my idea. We were both really wanting to see the new Die Hard movie as well, but we had our voting dollars to consider. Do we give opening weekend box office $$ to Michael Moore or Bruce Willis? I seriously love Bruce's work and you can be sure I will be watching the shit out of Live Free or Die Hard sometime this week, but I couldn't justify it until I'd made a point of seeing Sicko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie is by far Moore's most bleak. I was in full-on tears within the first 5 minutes...and while I know he's a provocateur, Moore mostly lets the horror and success stories speak for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When are we all moving to France?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8692512-3813872296502893823?l=kanittingfactory.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kanittingfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/3813872296502893823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8692512&amp;postID=3813872296502893823&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8692512/posts/default/3813872296502893823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8692512/posts/default/3813872296502893823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kanittingfactory.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-feel-sicko-to-my-stomach.html' title='I feel SickO to my stomach'/><author><name>Tracy Brewer Medley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247413799677099679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01924056047929311654'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8692512.post-8457913244506300822</id><published>2007-06-29T11:09:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T13:51:31.376-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Help Me Bring the Buffy Musical Sing-a-long to Salt Lake</title><content type='html'>Write an email to both the &lt;a href="http://www.saltlakefilmsociety.org/"&gt;Salt Lake Film Society&lt;/a&gt; and the &lt;a href="http://uncoolkids.com/buffy/"&gt;Buffy musical folks.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8692512-8457913244506300822?l=kanittingfactory.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kanittingfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/8457913244506300822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8692512&amp;postID=8457913244506300822&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8692512/posts/default/8457913244506300822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8692512/posts/default/8457913244506300822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kanittingfactory.blogspot.com/2007/06/help-me-bring-buffy-musical-sing-long.html' title='Help Me Bring the Buffy Musical Sing-a-long to Salt Lake'/><author><name>Tracy Brewer Medley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247413799677099679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01924056047929311654'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8692512.post-2670823907115235424</id><published>2007-06-28T00:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T00:55:04.839-06:00</updated><title type='text'>As an adult, I love some TV shows like people</title><content type='html'>Buffy, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eTj45jXjoWg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eTj45jXjoWg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X-Files&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/F8V6SexcsSg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/F8V6SexcsSg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homicide: Life on the Streets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/a2EOw9S3tqI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/a2EOw9S3tqI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qYIuanZWOnY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qYIuanZWOnY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Generation, bitches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fL8nnMpV2Eo"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fL8nnMpV2Eo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Beloved and Departed Veronica Mars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HPqRMDa8kB4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HPqRMDa8kB4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Battlestar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bIjYr92SJGs"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bIjYr92SJGs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freaks and Geeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/d0m21mq5HYY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/d0m21mq5HYY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My So Called Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eGm_rbQvyU8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eGm_rbQvyU8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Office (UK)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MDEQ_gsVDsM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MDEQ_gsVDsM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love of Degrassi the next generation, probably seems kind of pervy, but it's not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gAChFdwotJw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" 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