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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31726224/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>IBBB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07038279029084530051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/R9hHA4XJaZI/AAAAAAAAEUw/jG6VN3VHA8M/S220/me-1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2841</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31726224.post-3154302652750635941</id><published>2009-02-05T20:20:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T09:13:37.282-04:00</updated><title type='text'>IBBB Has Moved! Come Visit the New ImBringingBloggingBack.com!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYuQ-pSyvWI/AAAAAAAAKUU/mGtt20G_E_4/s1600-h/ibbb-moved+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299488792442486114" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 395px; height: 297px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYuQ-pSyvWI/AAAAAAAAKUU/mGtt20G_E_4/s400/ibbb-moved+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.imbringingbloggingback.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;www.imbringingbloggingback.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well folks, after over 2 years on Blogspot, it's time to say peace out and find a new home. Check out the new IBBB site at:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imbringingbloggingback.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.imbringingbloggingback.com/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So update your bookmarks, update your links, slap your kids, pack your crap, sing a song, and visit the new IBBB!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's mark this occassion with song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a new blog in the neighborhood and it lives &lt;a href="http://www.imbringingbloggingback.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;over here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and it's understood.&lt;br /&gt;I'm here just to take good care of you, like you're part of the family.&lt;br /&gt;IBBB's in charge of our days and our nights.&lt;br /&gt;IBBB's in charge of our wrongs and our rights.&lt;br /&gt;So I say, I want IBBB in charge of me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imbringingbloggingback.com/2010/06/18/mtv-tj-search-vote-for-ibbb-vote-early-vote-often/"&gt;MTV TJ Search&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imbringingbloggingback.com/2010/07/09/big-brother-12-recap-stop-saying-saboteur/"&gt;Who is the Saboteur: Big Brother 12 Recap&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imbringingbloggingback.com/2010/06/30/the-hills-recap-costa-rica-where-the-sun-never-shines/"&gt;The Hills Recap: Costa Rica: Welcome to the Jungle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.imbringingbloggingback.com/2010/07/01/the-city-recap-with-special-guest-appearance-by-martha-stewart/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The City Recap: The Death of Whitney's Jacket&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.imbringingbloggingback.com/2010/06/29/real-housewives-of-new-jersey-recap-is-bitch-better-i-guess-it-is-i-guess-it-is/"&gt;Real Housewives of New Jersey Recap: Is Bitch Better? &lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.imbringingbloggingback.com/2010/07/01/jersey-shore-season-2-preview-the-adventures-of-syphilis/"&gt;Jersey Shore Season 2 Preview: I'm in Miami, Bitch! &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31726224-3154302652750635941?l=imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com/feeds/3154302652750635941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31726224&amp;postID=3154302652750635941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31726224/posts/default/3154302652750635941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31726224/posts/default/3154302652750635941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com/2009/02/ibbb-has-moved-come-visit-new.html' title='IBBB Has Moved! Come Visit the New ImBringingBloggingBack.com!'/><author><name>IBBB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07038279029084530051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/R9hHA4XJaZI/AAAAAAAAEUw/jG6VN3VHA8M/S220/me-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYuQ-pSyvWI/AAAAAAAAKUU/mGtt20G_E_4/s72-c/ibbb-moved+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31726224.post-5847083424972844722</id><published>2009-02-05T07:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T09:14:37.420-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jason wahler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kristin cavallari'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the hills'/><title type='text'>The "B Team" of The Hills Has a Reunion!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYoyrhoxErI/AAAAAAAAKT8/O-kbM3KJOTs/s1600-h/jason-wahler.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299103634899931826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYoyrhoxErI/AAAAAAAAKT8/O-kbM3KJOTs/s400/jason-wahler.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYoyrDRaV_I/AAAAAAAAKT0/keNQvcJEucs/s1600-h/kristin-cavallari.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299103626748909554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYoyrDRaV_I/AAAAAAAAKT0/keNQvcJEucs/s400/kristin-cavallari.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I don't want to oversell this, but....JACKPOT! Remember Brian and Jordan from the first season of The Hills? One of them played the boyfriend of Heidi and the other played the kid who was chasing after Oddrina. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(Insert sarcastic overtone) I'm sure these dudes are kicking themselves for not sticking with those two prizes. Just think, fella's, today you two could be Justin Bobby and Spencer Pratt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyscript, those two dudes and LC's ex-boyfriend/ex-Laguna Beach cast member, Jason Wahler, were all bloated smiles as they attended the premiere of "2 Dudes and a Dream" in LA the other night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;While Kristin Cavallari was not ever in The Hills, she was in Lagina Creek and also attended this event....and I sweat Kristin so I decided to add her photo too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you like The Hills recap check out all that is &lt;a href="http://www.imbringingbloggingback.com/celebrity-gossip/mtv-jersey-shore/"&gt;Jersey Shore&lt;/a&gt;, the new show by MTV, that features characters like &lt;a href="http://www.imbringingbloggingback.com/celebrity-gossip/mtv-jersey-shore/"&gt;Snooki, The Situation, Jenni JWoww &lt;/a&gt;and more! I know I'm dumber for writing it, so you should be dumber for reading the &lt;a href="http://www.imbringingbloggingback.com/celebrity-gossip/mtv-jersey-shore/"&gt;Jersey Shore Recaps&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Or You may also like seeing &lt;a href="http://www.imbringingbloggingback.com/2009/12/20/snooki-on-snl-saturday-night-live-weekend-update/"&gt;Snooki on SNL Weekend Update (Saturdat Night Live)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31726224-5847083424972844722?l=imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com/feeds/5847083424972844722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31726224&amp;postID=5847083424972844722' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31726224/posts/default/5847083424972844722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31726224/posts/default/5847083424972844722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com/2009/02/b-team-of-hills-has-reunion.html' title='The &quot;B Team&quot; of The Hills Has a Reunion!'/><author><name>IBBB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07038279029084530051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/R9hHA4XJaZI/AAAAAAAAEUw/jG6VN3VHA8M/S220/me-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYoyrhoxErI/AAAAAAAAKT8/O-kbM3KJOTs/s72-c/jason-wahler.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31726224.post-7728094291233425338</id><published>2009-02-05T07:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T08:35:59.410-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='america&apos;s next top model'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clay aiken'/><title type='text'>Clay Aiken Heading to America's Next Top Model</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYo2kaJfvXI/AAAAAAAAKUE/sJjLY4fzG-Y/s1600-h/clay-aiken-americas-next-top-model.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299107910677151090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 293px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 382px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYo2kaJfvXI/AAAAAAAAKUE/sJjLY4fzG-Y/s400/clay-aiken-americas-next-top-model.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; According to the crack-whores at &lt;a href="http://www.usmagazine.com/news/clay-aiken-to-appear-on-april-8-episode-of-top-model"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Us Weekly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, America's Next Top Model is about to get a whole lot sassier. Clay Aiken is scheduled to appear in the new season in an April 8th episode where he'll be working with the models in an acting challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, I don't want to judge, but, uh, for about 20-something years Clay was trying to "act" as a straight man and, well, we see how that turned out. Not. So. Convincing. It's kinda like having Nikki Blonsky giving "healthy eating tips" to the girls. Ok all done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/ImBringingBloggingBack"&gt;www.myspace.com/ImBringingBloggingBack&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31726224-7728094291233425338?l=imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com/feeds/7728094291233425338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31726224&amp;postID=7728094291233425338' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31726224/posts/default/7728094291233425338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31726224/posts/default/7728094291233425338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com/2009/02/clay-aiken-heading-to-americas-next-top.html' title='Clay Aiken Heading to America&apos;s Next Top Model'/><author><name>IBBB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07038279029084530051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/R9hHA4XJaZI/AAAAAAAAEUw/jG6VN3VHA8M/S220/me-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYo2kaJfvXI/AAAAAAAAKUE/sJjLY4fzG-Y/s72-c/clay-aiken-americas-next-top-model.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31726224.post-8329987697957521622</id><published>2009-02-05T07:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T08:35:26.723-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Everyone, Please Stop Saying "Ponzi Scheme."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYovHuwb80I/AAAAAAAAKTs/DmqjeYWPt7A/s1600-h/ponzi-scheme.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299099721411588930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYovHuwb80I/AAAAAAAAKTs/DmqjeYWPt7A/s400/ponzi-scheme.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dear Everyone,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Please stop saying "Ponzi Scheme." My ears have heard enough of it. You may, however, say "Fonzi Scheme" which is a much more enjoyable scheme to hear about. That'll be all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Thanks,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;IBBB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/ImBringingBloggingBack"&gt;www.myspace.com/ImBringingBloggingBack&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31726224-8329987697957521622?l=imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com/feeds/8329987697957521622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31726224&amp;postID=8329987697957521622' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31726224/posts/default/8329987697957521622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31726224/posts/default/8329987697957521622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com/2009/02/dear-everyone-please-stop-saying-ponzi.html' title='Dear Everyone, Please Stop Saying &quot;Ponzi Scheme.&quot;'/><author><name>IBBB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07038279029084530051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/R9hHA4XJaZI/AAAAAAAAEUw/jG6VN3VHA8M/S220/me-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYovHuwb80I/AAAAAAAAKTs/DmqjeYWPt7A/s72-c/ponzi-scheme.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31726224.post-6218425329502849406</id><published>2009-02-05T06:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T08:34:49.199-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gotta question?????'/><title type='text'>Hey Stupids! Gotta Question for IBBB?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYWYgz0jjfI/AAAAAAAAKQU/QhMjGe9wb_8/s1600-h/gotta-questions.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297808226105134578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 295px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYWYgz0jjfI/AAAAAAAAKQU/QhMjGe9wb_8/s400/gotta-questions.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A spinoff of &lt;a href="http://imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com/search/label/go%20ask%20IBBB"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"Spencer's Busy...Let IBBB Take a Message,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; IBBB is proud to present you with another installment of &lt;a href="http://imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com/search/label/gotta%20question?????"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"Hey Stupids! Gotta Question for IBBB?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's how this works. You have a question or need advice, you send me an email. I read it. I advise. Sometime, depending on my mood, I advice as well. Here are some recent questions/comments I've received. The names have been changed to protect the trashy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dear IBBB,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm graduating college in May and haven't found a job yet since the no one is hiring. Can you possibly pay me to just read your blog? I do it anyway!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Signed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Unemployed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dear Unemployed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The economy isn't that bad when you really think about it. Let's face it, you have no real experience so even in a great economy I'm sure you're not getting a high-level job anyway. See how I view the glass as "half-full?" Regardless of what the economy is doing, you know who is always hiring? Always? Pimps. That's right, Unemployed, if you're willing to do $2 dollar sucky-sucky on the corner of Washington and Broadway then you'll be just fine. And, if you're smart about it you'll bring your "services" to Hollywood and perhaps you'll end up banging someone famous in which they'll either pay you a ton of money...or turn your story into a movie or television series on HBO. So remember this last bit of advice boys and girls...when the economy starts to really blow.....blow back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Wear Protection,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;IBBB&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dear IBBB,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I miss The Hills. Is that bad? I feel like it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Signed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hills Fanatic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dear Hills Fanatic,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I could, of course, completely tee off on you. However, I won't. I won't because I, too, miss The Hills. I miss the old Hills....you know, season 2? I miss the days when Heidi looked like Heidi. I miss the days when Audrina just sat behind the receptionist desk and only had 2 lines per episode. I miss the days when Lisa Loveless would rule the office with an iron fist. I miss the days when Lauren and Heidi didn't look like they were about to hit the red carpet in every scene. While I'm at it, I miss Laguna Beach. I do. None of that Newport Habor crap...I'm talking actual Laguna Beach. It will be back soon. Keep the faith.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In Desperate Need of a Life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;IBBB&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dear IBBB,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What's in your iPod?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Signed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nosy iPoder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dear Nosy iPoder,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What's in your bank account? None of your business.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Getting a Restraining Order,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;IBBB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Gotta question for IBBB? Email it. Or don't. Either way, I'm not losing sleep over this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/ImBringingBloggingBack"&gt;www.myspace.com/ImBringingBloggingBack&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31726224-6218425329502849406?l=imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com/feeds/6218425329502849406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31726224&amp;postID=6218425329502849406' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31726224/posts/default/6218425329502849406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31726224/posts/default/6218425329502849406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com/2009/02/hey-stupids-gotta-question-for-ibbb.html' title='Hey Stupids! Gotta Question for IBBB?'/><author><name>IBBB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07038279029084530051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/R9hHA4XJaZI/AAAAAAAAEUw/jG6VN3VHA8M/S220/me-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYWYgz0jjfI/AAAAAAAAKQU/QhMjGe9wb_8/s72-c/gotta-questions.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31726224.post-6451632735637541061</id><published>2009-02-04T10:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T10:34:08.969-05:00</updated><title type='text'>...In Other News...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYmywy650zI/AAAAAAAAKTk/WRFDlAmjYxo/s1600-h/111111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298962987950396210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYmywy650zI/AAAAAAAAKTk/WRFDlAmjYxo/s400/111111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Are the Friends really friends? In other news....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://agentbedhead.com/index.php/archive/penelope-cruz-woody-allen-vanity-fair/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~ Penelope Cruz Has a New Love ~ ABH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.webstersismybitch.com/2009/02/obsession.php"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~ Heidi and Spencer Continue Their Facial Expressions ~ Websters&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.celebritysmackblog.com/2009/02/04/unbelievable-michael-phelps-may-get-charged-for-bong-photo/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~ Is Michael Phelps Going to a Paris Hilton Jail? ~ CS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://ayyyy.com/2009/02/04/decision-time-paris-hilton-v-tom-cruise/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~ A Hilton vs. Cruise Boob-Off ~ Ayyyy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://poponthepop.com/2009/02/03/avril-lavigne-prestige-magazine-photos/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~ Avril Lavigne Turns Into an Old Woman ~ POTP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://popbytes.com/archive/2009/02/scarlett_johansson_should_go_back_to_blonde.shtml"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~ Scar Jo's New Look ~ PB&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fatbackmedia.com/2009/02/03/joe-francis-is-back-in-the-clink/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~ Joe Francis Jail Time ~ FB&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.drunkenstepfather.com/index.php/2009/02/04/pam-anderson-picture-of-the-day/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~ Pam Anderson Looks Stunned ~ DSF&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://yeeeah.com/2009/02/03/jaime-pressly-gets-in-shape/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~ Jamie Pressly in Insane Shape ~ Yeeeah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.givememyremote.com/remote/tonights-tv-spotlightwednesday-february-4-2009/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~ What You Should Be Watching Tonight ~ GMMR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com/2009/02/oregon-trail-predicts-how-hills-cast.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~ Oregon Trail Predicts How "The Hills" Cast Will Die ~ GuessWho&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/ImBringingBloggingBack"&gt;www.myspace.com/ImBringingBloggingBack&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31726224-6451632735637541061?l=imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com/feeds/6451632735637541061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31726224&amp;postID=6451632735637541061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31726224/posts/default/6451632735637541061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31726224/posts/default/6451632735637541061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com/2009/02/in-other-news_04.html' title='...In Other News...'/><author><name>IBBB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07038279029084530051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/R9hHA4XJaZI/AAAAAAAAEUw/jG6VN3VHA8M/S220/me-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYmywy650zI/AAAAAAAAKTk/WRFDlAmjYxo/s72-c/111111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31726224.post-8127231268171678263</id><published>2009-02-04T08:00:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T20:22:13.754-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the hills'/><title type='text'>"Oregon Trail" Predicts How "The Hills" Cast Will Die</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYioZf-yqrI/AAAAAAAAKTc/hCzvAJlYTUA/s1600-h/oregon-trail-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298670117636450994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYioZf-yqrI/AAAAAAAAKTc/hCzvAJlYTUA/s400/oregon-trail-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Walk with me, my friends, as IBBB mixes two of his favorite things in life: The Hills and Oregon Trail. If you're like me, you've always wondered what horrible diseases the cast from The Hills would die from and, well, I'm here to provide you those answers. So, get your oxen ready, buy some boxes of bullets, store the extra wagon wheels, and buy a few extra sets of clothes because it's gonna be a bumpy ride up to The Oregon Trail. Yeeee Haw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYioZUqqrHI/AAAAAAAAKTU/jAsPaDTtqiI/s1600-h/oregon-trail-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298670114599251058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYioZUqqrHI/AAAAAAAAKTU/jAsPaDTtqiI/s400/oregon-trail-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ~ As the wagon leader, IBBB invited some of his favorite Hills cast members along for an all expense paid trip. Saddle up Audrina! Pack your chin, Heidi! Bring your beard bleach, Spencer. And do whatever it is you do, Lauren because we are just about ready to shove off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298670117005664834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYioZdoZokI/AAAAAAAAKTM/HzAZZ3BsBak/s400/oregon-trail-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;~ IBBB, of course, chose to be the "banker from Boston." I didn't buy too many sets of clothes because I was hoping that Audrina will eventually become "exhausted" whilst on the trail and perhaps show her rack and/or "gentlemen greeter." We may need those things easily accessible in case some robbers try to steal our crap when we're broken down on the side of the dirt road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYioZF5OaOI/AAAAAAAAKTE/mUh0Bgof5Jk/s1600-h/oregon-trail-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298670110633781474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYioZF5OaOI/AAAAAAAAKTE/mUh0Bgof5Jk/s400/oregon-trail-4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ This is going to be a great journey! It'll be the same as when LC left Laguna Beach and traveled on her "big dangerous adventure" to Los Angeles. The rest is still unwritten.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYioZEQulPI/AAAAAAAAKS8/cAeuzeEKZ7E/s1600-h/oregon-trail-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298670110195487986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYioZEQulPI/AAAAAAAAKS8/cAeuzeEKZ7E/s400/oregon-trail-5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Honestly, we're not even 2 full days into the trip and Heidi already has typhoid. She is such a drag (queen). We brought her to a nearby doctor and their opinion is that her chest and/or chin is about to explode due to "being a whore." Hey, it's the year 1848. What doctors have ever heard of "breast implants" or "chin removers?" We've asked Heidi to sing some of her magical songs to help lift her own spirits. This may cause sickness for others in the wagon, but we're not ready to lose Heidi yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYioQZvlw6I/AAAAAAAAKS0/iitzgCiI5e8/s1600-h/oregon-trail-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298669961343255458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYioQZvlw6I/AAAAAAAAKS0/iitzgCiI5e8/s400/oregon-trail-6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ What luck! We're already out of food, but come across some "wild fruit." We had no clue that Brody and Frankie would gracing us with their presence! What a treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYioQX6DkpI/AAAAAAAAKSs/VLpB03EkcTQ/s1600-h/oregon-trail-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298669960850281106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYioQX6DkpI/AAAAAAAAKSs/VLpB03EkcTQ/s400/oregon-trail-7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Here we go again! Audrina is an f'n mess. She's been diagnosed with "exhaustion" but we tried to inform the doctors that she always looks like this. She tends to look up at the ceiling which makes her look sleepy. With all the "performing" that Heidi's been doing in the wagon we're not sure how much more Audrina can take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYioQY5yVYI/AAAAAAAAKSk/G1mclTE06zk/s1600-h/oregon-trail-8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298669961117586818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYioQY5yVYI/AAAAAAAAKSk/G1mclTE06zk/s400/oregon-trail-8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Audrina could only take about a week of Heidi's performance of "Higher" before she went into the light. Audrina passed away on June 19th. We did allow, however, one of the oxen to make sweet, sweet love to Audrina after she was pronounced dead. It's the "circle of life" people. Get over it. We have removed Audrina's beaver teeth (I said teeth...we left her actual beaver in tact) and are using them to help dig us out of the mud when we get stuck trying to cross the deeper rivers. It comes in handy for that....and to help remove many of Spencer's Santa Pubes from his beard. Audrina was a real giver until the very end. R.I.P Teef.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYioPyt0z5I/AAAAAAAAKSc/nBBaHunY14w/s1600-h/oregon-trail-9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298669950866870162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYioPyt0z5I/AAAAAAAAKSc/nBBaHunY14w/s400/oregon-trail-9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Ugh. Everyone is sick and hungry. These guys are the f'n worst. I head out of the wagon for a little hunting session and bag me a buffalo. I've now provided us 100 pounds of meat. It's strange because I'm convinced these chicks have eating disorders, yet we never have any food. As a sidenote, I dragged Audrina's toothless body into the forest to try and lure out the buffalo. It worked. I then allowed the buffalo to make sweet, sweet love to Audrina. Looks like she bagged herself a buffalo husband. I left her in the woods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYioP_AWQJI/AAAAAAAAKSU/YGXQGbMruJ0/s1600-h/oregon-trail-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298669954165784722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYioP_AWQJI/AAAAAAAAKSU/YGXQGbMruJ0/s400/oregon-trail-10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ It's insanely hot out and LC got herself a case of Cholera. None of us know what that is but we assume it's like herpes. We all sit about a campfire and tell stories of the days when LC used to date J Wahl. We should've invited him. Next time, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYioGYyi1zI/AAAAAAAAKSM/ABPXaW6CkHA/s1600-h/oregon-trail-11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298669789288519474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYioGYyi1zI/AAAAAAAAKSM/ABPXaW6CkHA/s400/oregon-trail-11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ LC fought off her herpes-like virus for almost 10 days, but decided to visit Jesus instead of Oregon. As we tossed her in a shallow grave, we added "She'll Always Be Known As the Girl Who Didn't Go to Oregon" on her tombstone. It just seemed fitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYioGUaHoWI/AAAAAAAAKSE/bMl4KKWl5l8/s1600-h/oregon-trail-12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298669788112331106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 221px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYioGUaHoWI/AAAAAAAAKSE/bMl4KKWl5l8/s400/oregon-trail-12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Not one to let LC control things, Spencer died shortly thereafter but was never sick up until this point, which was strange. We suspect he wanted to follow LC into hell (which is where she ended up). We skinned off Spencer's "Santa Pubes" beard and made a very 1848 stylish hat for Heidi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYioGDRFplI/AAAAAAAAKR0/GOTzHJKePb0/s1600-h/oregon-trail-14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298669783511049810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYioGDRFplI/AAAAAAAAKR0/GOTzHJKePb0/s400/oregon-trail-14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Just when things seemed like they hit rock bottom, we lucked out a bit. You see, "Indian's" helped us find some food, which was great! It was also very ironic because The Hills seldom allows other nationalities to make it onto their show. This is probably only why it "says" that Indian's helped us, yet we didn't actually "see" them. Regardless, the food they found us gave Heidi the shits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYioGHTTQzI/AAAAAAAAKRs/RQDgXd9cqVA/s1600-h/oregon-trail-15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298669784594072370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYioGHTTQzI/AAAAAAAAKRs/RQDgXd9cqVA/s400/oregon-trail-15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ I decided to head out hunting again, but it was just basically to get away from Heidi. Dear God that bitch is annoying. There weren't any animals roaming around the forest so I took out Audrina's teeth and had a 20 minute conversation about the awkwardness that we all felt when she was still alive and trying to become friends with Heidi again, even though LC was sitting right there in the wagon next to her. This conversation made me feel good. I swear I thought I saw those damn teeth smile back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYioGErzzDI/AAAAAAAAKR8/0WDLd6NoqgA/s1600-h/oregon-trail-13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298669783891561522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYioGErzzDI/AAAAAAAAKR8/0WDLd6NoqgA/s400/oregon-trail-13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Heidi isn't doing too good, you guys. She is f'n exhausted! Heidi's realized how hard it is to lip-sync to her music video, chase seagulls around, AND hold the video camera and boom box all whilst flailing her arms. It took a lot out of her and she realized just how much Spencer helped her that day on the beach as he filmed her video for "Higher."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYin8NCkarI/AAAAAAAAKRk/WxyeWuBscg8/s1600-h/oregon-trail-16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298669614335814322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYin8NCkarI/AAAAAAAAKRk/WxyeWuBscg8/s400/oregon-trail-16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ I tried to convince Heidi that the drink I was giving her was tequila. She drank it down and started calling me "Jose." We both smiled at each other, but what Heidi didn't know was that I didn't give her the tequila that she normally liked to drink on various episodes of The Hills, but it was just "bad water" instead. Similar to the episodes, Heidi did start saying every stereotypical Spanish thing she could think of. She assumed she was drunk. She wasn't. I guess she was just racist. Heidi died on August 21, 1848. I sprinkled her new boobs, new chin, new weave, new lips, new nose, and new fake tan all across the glorious Mississippi River. It was touching. I was, however, a little relieved to be away from the cast. God works in mysterious ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYin77N6_PI/AAAAAAAAKRc/RV-2DYyb_dY/s1600-h/oregon-trail-17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298669609551592690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYin77N6_PI/AAAAAAAAKRc/RV-2DYyb_dY/s400/oregon-trail-17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Well, it's just me in this funky smelling wagon. A thief came in the middle of the night and stole 9 of my oxen. It was dark and I could only make out a little bit of what the thief looked like, but it had shoulder length stringy black hair, white pasty skin, tired looking eyes, and some jacked up teeth. I'm almost certain it was Kelly Cutone who robbed my wagon. She may have robbed my wagon, but she rocked my world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYin7jiKsSI/AAAAAAAAKRU/e68QCkzv6rU/s1600-h/oregon-trail-18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298669603194056994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYin7jiKsSI/AAAAAAAAKRU/e68QCkzv6rU/s400/oregon-trail-18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Ugh. Is everyone else this hot or is it just me? Am I hearing things? Now why am I freezing? Damn it. I bet I have a fever. I ask my one remaining oxen to see if I have a fever and he just kicks me in my junk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYin7uKNLUI/AAAAAAAAKRM/t_iXfBoudtk/s1600-h/oregon-trail-19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298669606046346562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYin7uKNLUI/AAAAAAAAKRM/t_iXfBoudtk/s400/oregon-trail-19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Well, it got worse you guys. It looks like I didn't die from the fever, but from "Inadequate Grass." I didn't know you could die from lack of pot, but apparently you can. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYin7td1DjI/AAAAAAAAKRE/BJCTSrigJKI/s1600-h/oregon-trail-20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298669605860216370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYin7td1DjI/AAAAAAAAKRE/BJCTSrigJKI/s400/oregon-trail-20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~ In my final resting place I got to decorate my own tombstone. Jesus Claus and the makers of Oregon Trail are good like that. I had a wonderful trip with all my Hills friends. There was no doubt in my mind that I would, of course, outlive them all. All of us are in a meeting right now with Jesus (who strangely enough is 100% Irish) and we're asking him if he knows why he programmed Whitney's brain to add the letter "K" to words that really end with a letter "G." He said he was thinkinK about it and would get back to us. Drat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well that wraps that up.  Hope you enjoyed it because if you did you may like the &lt;a href="http://www.imbringingbloggingback.com/celebrity-gossip/mtv-jersey-shore/"&gt;Jersey Shore recap&lt;/a&gt; or all things &lt;a href="http://www.imbringingbloggingback.com/celebrity-gossip/mtv-jersey-shore/"&gt;Jersey Shore&lt;/a&gt;. Maybe not.  Feel free to check out &lt;a href="http://www.imbringingbloggingback.com/celebrity-gossip/the-hills-recap/"&gt;The Hills recap&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.imbringingbloggingback.com/celebrity-gossip/the-city-recaps/"&gt;The City recap&lt;/a&gt; while you're there.&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31726224-8127231268171678263?l=imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com/feeds/8127231268171678263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31726224&amp;postID=8127231268171678263' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31726224/posts/default/8127231268171678263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31726224/posts/default/8127231268171678263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com/2009/02/oregon-trail-predicts-how-hills-cast.html' title='&quot;Oregon Trail&quot; Predicts How &quot;The Hills&quot; Cast Will Die'/><author><name>IBBB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07038279029084530051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/R9hHA4XJaZI/AAAAAAAAEUw/jG6VN3VHA8M/S220/me-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYioZf-yqrI/AAAAAAAAKTc/hCzvAJlYTUA/s72-c/oregon-trail-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31726224.post-1717377627850727848</id><published>2009-02-04T08:00:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T08:18:26.174-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='harriet carter'/><title type='text'>Harriet Carter Wednesday: Talk to the Hand</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Happy Harriet Carter Wednesday y'all (that's southern for "you all)! Due to my new website being hijacked and me trying to bitch slap the flu like Ike did to Tina, Harriet Carter Wednesday has suffered. Well, dry your red eye because HCW is back like a flair up of the herpes virus. This week some little Bindi Irwin lookin' mother f'er tries to sass an oncoming truck, Harriet turns a coffee filter into a cleavage blocker, and pranks your ass...literally. Let's go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297463258103357026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 399px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYRexB3vHmI/AAAAAAAAKOE/hLJYQoavha4/s400/harriet-carter-truck-light.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Product # 1 - Give it the gas. Seriously. If I ever saw some little bitch, in the middle of the night, who was missing one shoe, on a little boys bike, giving me a "talk to the hand" whilst I was trying to leave my own driveway I would just gun it and run the skank down. I'd then tie her to the roof like a deer and mount her on my living room wall with a sign underneath her that said, "Should've Been Studying." But that's just me. You may react differently to a little girl on a bike. Anyhuffy, what's this girl doing riding her bike in the middle of the night anyway? And where are her parents? Probably in a meth lab, I'd assume. And where is her other shoe? I have many questions. Not for nothing, but stay the hell out of my driveway. No really, get off my private property before I call the police. Perhaps she didn't see my "Beware of Dog" sign I have plastered all over the place. She's so rude. We're in a fight. Oh, and where's her helmet? I mean if I'm going to hit her with my truck I don't want to give her "the brain damage" I just want to scare her, you know, and teach her a lesson about private property.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYRew508WiI/AAAAAAAAKN8/oIgrDnymEcI/s1600-h/harriet-carter-modesty-panel.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297463255944157730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYRew508WiI/AAAAAAAAKN8/oIgrDnymEcI/s400/harriet-carter-modesty-panel.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Product # 2 - "Honey, did you wash my Modesty Panel? Yeah, Modesty Panel. Did you wash it, because I can't seem to find it. My Modesty Panel? No? You didn't? Never mind, I found it. It was in the drawer next to my faux-dickie." Seriously, a "Modesty Panel?" Is there a name any less sexy than "Modesty Panel?" It looks like some little 2nd grader cut a coffee filter into a heart shape and then used chalk to draw flowers on it for an "arts and crafts" Valentine's Day project. Who's wearing something like this? I want names! Whatever happened to the days when women would allow their rack to peek out the top of their low cut sweaters? Those were the good old days. Simpler times. Happier times before the recession. Let me give you a little advice. If you're trying to camouflage your rack, you should just stay home and knit. Knit and knit and knit....you know...for your cats? Knit them little cat sweaters and little cat hats and then take pictures of them and add them to your myspace page with funny little captions like, "Meowy Meowerson's First Day of School" and "A Life Without Cats...I Don't Think So!" Look, the economy is in the crapper and your rack is all we have left, so throw out this Modesty Panel and release the beast within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297463243178522562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYRewKRYN8I/AAAAAAAAKN0/1kdWQGAP-w8/s400/harriet-carter-toilet-paper-prank.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Product # 3 - Ha ha ha. Ha ha ha. Ha ha ha. That's me faux-laughing at your toilet paper prank. The "Don't P Me Off Toilet Paper Holder" prank isn't a laughing matter. In fact, if I was ever at your house using your bathroom and couldn't get to the toilet paper, you know what I would do? I'd use your nice "for company only" white towels that are folder ever-so-nicely on your shelf. I'd also press my ass up against your wall and just jump and down until I could write my name on your wall in crap smears. I'd also jump backwards into your wall so that I was leaving "crap kisses" all over the place. So, you still think it's funny to try to "prank me" with your toilet paper puzzle? Yeah I didn't think so either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/ImBringingBloggingBack"&gt;www.myspace.com/ImBringingBloggingBack&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31726224-1717377627850727848?l=imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com/feeds/1717377627850727848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31726224&amp;postID=1717377627850727848' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31726224/posts/default/1717377627850727848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31726224/posts/default/1717377627850727848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com/2009/01/harriet-carter-wednesday-talk-to-hand.html' title='Harriet Carter Wednesday: Talk to the Hand'/><author><name>IBBB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07038279029084530051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/R9hHA4XJaZI/AAAAAAAAEUw/jG6VN3VHA8M/S220/me-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYRexB3vHmI/AAAAAAAAKOE/hLJYQoavha4/s72-c/harriet-carter-truck-light.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31726224.post-2256183903150615265</id><published>2009-02-03T08:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T08:58:16.599-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>IBBB Named in Top 100 Blogs by GiveMeMyRemote!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYXLR4aViCI/AAAAAAAAKQk/OBkp03_5unM/s1600-h/give-me-my-remote.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297864044732319778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 41px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYXLR4aViCI/AAAAAAAAKQk/OBkp03_5unM/s400/give-me-my-remote.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Time for a little self congratulations (which is the safest sex possible, I believe). GiveMeMyRemote.com (an actual legit website, unlike mine) has named my little site as one of the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Top 100 Blogs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Now, GMMR said the list was created in no particular order, but if we were forced to count, I'm #20. Yeah, that's right. I counted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;GMMR is a great site that actually gets to interview people from The Office and a variety of other shows. You should definitely check it out because, well, they were nice enough to include me. Plus, the chick that owns the site is from Boston and, well, you know how that goes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Thanks GMMR for the kudos. I would like to return the favor and award you with The Best Website on the Internet (see below).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;#1 Best Website on the Internet: GiveMeMyRemote.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;See? You're welcome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a title="Check Out GMMR and The Top 100 Blogs" href="http://www.givememyremote.com/remote/the-top-100-blogs-that-waste-my-timein-the-best-possible-way" mce_href="http://www.givememyremote.com/remote/the-top-100-blogs-that-waste-my-timein-the-best-possible-way"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Check Out GMMR and The Top 100 Blogs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/ImBringingBloggingBack"&gt;www.myspace.com/ImBringingBloggingBack&lt;/a&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/31726224-2256183903150615265?l=imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com/feeds/2256183903150615265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31726224&amp;postID=2256183903150615265' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31726224/posts/default/2256183903150615265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31726224/posts/default/2256183903150615265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com/2009/02/ibbb-named-in-top-100-blogs-by.html' title='IBBB Named in Top 100 Blogs by GiveMeMyRemote!'/><author><name>IBBB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07038279029084530051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/R9hHA4XJaZI/AAAAAAAAEUw/jG6VN3VHA8M/S220/me-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYXLR4aViCI/AAAAAAAAKQk/OBkp03_5unM/s72-c/give-me-my-remote.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31726224.post-8855800962701737912</id><published>2009-02-03T07:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T19:51:19.406-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the city recaps'/><title type='text'>The City Recap: Kelly Cutrone and Her Birthday Saves the Show!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYenb2-1O6I/AAAAAAAAKQ8/sXzpaGVkcP0/s1600-h/kelly-cutrone-the-city.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298387583682034594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 344px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYenb2-1O6I/AAAAAAAAKQ8/sXzpaGVkcP0/s400/kelly-cutrone-the-city.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;All hail! Blessed Mother Kelly CUNTrone is back to save and bless The City! Now I know I've tee'd off on Kelly ever since The Hills, but the truth is I love her. Oh, and she is clearly the most talented person on The City....or just in life in general. Plus, I bet she'd wanna bump sewing machines with Olivia and by that I mean have sex. Was that not clear? Here's what went down last night on The City (cow-bell, cow-bell, cow-bell, cow-bell):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The crapisode starts with all the girls having a little lunch. There's one girl sitting there in which I have no clue who it is, although she looks familiar. I soon realize it's actually Erin, whose pinned back her bangs and painted on some whore-red lipstick. I never realized Erin was suffering from the horrible disease, AULS (Audrina Upper Lip Syndrome).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Poor (not financially) Erin is looking for a job and Allie's agency is looking to hire people with no experience, but apparently who can smile and talk to people. I'm sorry sweetie, but we're in a recession and most companies have let go of about 5,000 employees in the past month.....good to hear your company is hiring people without experience. Trash bag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Erin quickly scores an interview at Allie's model agency, "One Management," with President Scott Lipps. Is it ironic that Scott Lipps is actually missing his lips? Erin is also sorta missing her upper lip. This is a match made in scripted City heaven!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Erin's interview skills are top notch! She let's Scott Lippsless know that she's be "unofficially styling" for a long time. Yeah, that's code word for "I dress myself and make fun of the way other people dress when I'm standing at the bar, drunk, judging everyone else in order to make myself feel better."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well apparently that's all it takes because Erin scored the job, instantly. Erin's job is a Production Coordinator, which is the next step up from an assistant. Look, neither of those jobs is a bad thing and everyone needs to start somewhere, but they are certainly not paying the kinds of salaries that are allowing Erin to live in her Gramercy apartment. Geesh! Save the jobs for the people who really need them, whoreface!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Moving on to more important things, it's Kelly CUNTrone's birthday party! I love it! What, is she like 75 or something? I love me some Kelly. Whitney is fillinK all the girls in on how honest Kelly is about everything. Allie, the walking corpse of the group, is acting all cocky like she's not afraid of Kelly. Oh we'll see Allie. We'll see. Oh, and it is just me or does anyone else feel like you'd only be able to talk to Allie via a Ouija board?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So is Kelly wasted? She kinda looks it? When she walks up to Whitney's table and hugs her it looks like she's hanging on to Whitney for dear life. Awesome! I'm also loving how Kelly is dressed like Uncle Jesse, from Full House, when he was doing a "Jesse and the Rippers" concert. Brilliant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Gutsy Allie tries to get Kelly to tell her what she thinks of her outfit and Kelly jumps back with a "I get paid money to talk about things like that." I felt like giving a z-snap when I heard her say it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Moments later Kelly is asking Allie if she's ok because she seems so skinny. Sweet! Kelly is like the conscience of all of us watching this crap. She's actually interacting and acting the exact way I would if I were ever given a chance to be on The City. Anyway, Allie claims that she's fine and Kelly doesn't believe her 75 pound bony ass. Kelker Seltzer tells Allie that it's a question she should be asking herself. I think Allie should be asking herself if she comes from an alien background. Check the family tree. In the end, Kelly leaves the table by saying, and I quote, "I'm going to go DJ...I think." I love a drunken Kelly CUNTrone and a sober Kelly Cutrone. I like both of them. There, I said it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Erin bumps into her ex-boyfriend. The two of them put me to sleep. I'd rather listen to stories about my parents dating back in the 1960's than watch Erin and her ex interact.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hurricane Cutrone moves to a different part of the bar in which it hits landfall as a category 3 on Allie's ass once again. Allie informs Kelly that she works for Scott Lippsless and Kelly responds, once again, that Allie is so skinny and if she needs any help to let her know. Like a 5 year who's been caught stealing Big League Chew from the corner store, Allie books it outta there in the middle of Kelly's intervention with her. Whitney, of course, chases Allie out of the building and up the street in which they embrace. Awww, how....awkward. Don't hug an alien, you'll get slime all over you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The next morning Erin's ex puts his shirt on and leaves her apartment. He tells her he'll "shoot her a text or something." I hope he shoots me and the bullets come right through the TV and hit me on my couch and put me out of my misery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Later, we learn that Erin's first day of work consists of her talking to her work-mate about her dating life because, you know, that's professional on your first day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;At night, One Management is having a dinner party and I get very confused. So here's the deal. We literally see Erin sitting at the table with the rest of the people from work....AND Allie. Next thing you know, you hear Allie say to Scott Lippsless, "Did Erin start yet?" Um, isn't she sitting at the table with you? Did anyone else notice that? I'm confused. Is this an editing mistake or is Allie that dumb? Studies do show that malnourished children can have many developmental delays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sweet! Hurricane Cutrone has been spotted up the coast of Allie's ass and is also at the One Mgt party! She hi-five's some people, in typically Cutrone fashion, and sits her ass right down across from Allie. Allie, the lifeless skank that she is, asks Kelly if she remembers her. Kelly, of course, does and apologizes for making her feel bad, but really wanted to know if she was ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Meanwhile, Adam wants to confront Kelly. Dude, shut the F up and sit the F down. You're getting a little too close to Spencer Pratt status. Get an f'n grip on yourself and your d-bag walking corpse of a girlfriend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Wow, well we're 25 minutes into the episode and FINALLY we get to see Olivia. Whitney tells Olivia what happened between Allie and Kelly and Olivia tells Whitney to let it go...over and over again. They probably just hit "replay" on the editing machine. You know that the whole time Olivia is thinking, "Are you 12? Get a life." I love Olivia. Love her. Me gusta Olvia. I'd want her to sit on my lap and just do "eye rolls" to me for 35 minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Adam and Allie are grocery shopping and are both trying to justify that Allie is at a normal weight and there are people out there that are way skinnier than her. Yeah, they're called "Ethiopians." Allie also seems to think because she's getting work than it's ok. She's a joke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In the end, Whitney goes to Kelly's office to talk about what happened. Kelly tells Whitney she won't apologize for what she said to Allie. I love it! She also says, "the truth doesn't always come as a shiny bluebird on someones shoulder. The truth hurts." Someone make that into a t-shirt...STAT! Can I meet Kelly? Can someone make this happen?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Overall, you have to give Kelly props for what she's saying because she is speaking the truth. We have to remember that the target audience for The City is young girls...and me....and they're going to be watching this and looking at Allie and aspire to look like her bag of bones. I think it's great that Kelly is saying that it's an issue that the industry is forcing these girls to look like this and that even the consumers don't want to see people that skinny and do not want to be that skinny. Sure, Tyra Banks has been chirping about that for years, but at least Kelly doesn't make it about herself whilst she's chirping. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I say more power to Kelly. It was refreshing to have some real life-life people in this episode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;What did you trash-bags think of this episode? Are we going to get into an actual adult conversation in the comments section about ideal weight and eating disorders or should we just make fun of everyone? Your call!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Check out more on &lt;a href="http://www.imbringingbloggingback.com/celebrity-gossip/kelly-cutrone/"&gt;Kelly Cutrone&lt;/a&gt;, from info on her new Bravo show &lt;a href="http://www.imbringingbloggingback.com/celebrity-gossip/kell-on-earth/"&gt;Kell on Earth&lt;/a&gt;, or from &lt;a href="http://www.imbringingbloggingback.com/celebrity-gossip/the-city-recaps/"&gt;The City Recaps&lt;/a&gt; over at the new ImBringingBloggingBack.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31726224-8855800962701737912?l=imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com/feeds/8855800962701737912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31726224&amp;postID=8855800962701737912' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31726224/posts/default/8855800962701737912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31726224/posts/default/8855800962701737912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com/2009/02/city-recap-kelly-cutrone-and-her.html' title='The City Recap: Kelly Cutrone and Her Birthday Saves the Show!'/><author><name>IBBB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07038279029084530051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/R9hHA4XJaZI/AAAAAAAAEUw/jG6VN3VHA8M/S220/me-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYenb2-1O6I/AAAAAAAAKQ8/sXzpaGVkcP0/s72-c/kelly-cutrone-the-city.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31726224.post-1712419155754467591</id><published>2009-02-03T06:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T20:06:27.693-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intervention'/><title type='text'>Janet from Intervention: The Lady of Leisure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYeazWke25I/AAAAAAAAKQ0/DpTjGu3WrgM/s1600-h/janet-intervention.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298373693647281042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 397px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYeazWke25I/AAAAAAAAKQ0/DpTjGu3WrgM/s400/janet-intervention.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My name is Patrick. P-A-T-R-I-C-K.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;[Patrick is the writer/owner of ImBringingBloggingBack and while he agreed to create IBBB, he does not know he's about to face an intervention].&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Seriously, I heart Intervention big time. One would say I am addicted to it. That "one" is actually me. Look, I don't think that the people who take part in this show are anything to laugh at. Addiction is a big deal and should not be taken lightly, under any circumstances. However, every once in a while one slips through the cracks and I catch myself sitting and watching all with a big old grin on my face. The last time this happened to me was when I saw the episode with that lady Janet, who we immediately learn references herself as "I've always been a lady of leisure." Seriously, next to "It's like I'm walking on sunshine" (from the Alison from Intervention episode), this is my next favorite Intervention quote....ever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Janet loves her boxes of wine. She also loves her "sexy times" with dudes who live in trailers. On warm summer days, Janet enjoys sitting down in front of a broken down yellow childrens school bus that has a "Beware of Dog" sign posted on the windshield. Janet is a dream come true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Her poor family is trying to help her, especially her little 8-year daughter who is cute enough to give any Michelle Tanner wannabe a run for their money. Had she busted out into a verse of "I'm the Cute One" I may have shat myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Janet's clothing style is very fashion-foward and typically consists of a bikini top with her boobs hanging out the sides, a lot of "Mardi Gras" beads and her sunglasses on top of her curled hair. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The part where I laughed out loud was when Janet was on the phone in a broken-down car trying to get a little sex from some dude and she actually says, "I gotta get something good. I gotta get it now. You better get your Viagra and stuff it in your pocket." I may have squealed with delight when I heard that. Nothing is more sexy than that. I tell ya, if I had a dime for every time I had some chick say to me....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh, by the way, Janet's mother thinks that Janet is a, and I quote, "sex maniac." I'm crying. Literally, tears are rolling down my face. As her mother is saying this, they cut to Janet "booty dancing" in her bikini to a couple of fat guys sitting on wicker chairs in front of a rusty garage. Did I mention Janet is in her 50's?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'd like to reiterate that I don't think it's funny that Janet drinks a million boxes of wine per day. I also don't think it's funny that Janet was molested (of course) when she was 6. Like I always say, as soon as they show the first baby picture on this show you know they're going to say the person was molested. None of this is funny. It's not about that. It's about the people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Janet got very rich during her first marriage. She was married to some drug lord or something. Anyway, she took that money and bought machine guns and fur coats for her mom and sisters. It was very 80's chic. Janet's husband got arrested and they lost all their money...and fur coats. Janet met someone else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Shortly after this we also learn that Janet has a 75-years old boyfriend who lives in a trailer. They've been dating for 4-weeks. His name is Bud. I'm actually not making any of this up. Even more random, at the end of this show, Bud is at the Intervention too.....with Janet's actual husband and kids. Brilliant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I always get really nervous during the actual intervention part because, you know, you really want the people to get the help they clearly need, but are afraid on how they're going to react. Well, for me, Janet really broke the ice by sitting all "sexy" on top of her boyfriend Bud, who was just seats away from Janet's husband. Um, did no one who was planning this think it was a bad idea for her boyfriend to be there...you know....with her husband?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ok, so the other thing is that the poor kids are trying to read their mom their "letters from the heart" and Janet literally keeps rolling her eyes and yelling "Oh God almighty! This is bull sh*t." At one point Bud just answers her and goes, "This isn't bull sh*t." Honestly, it's pure comedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Janet throws a wrench in the future "Bud/Janet" wedding (yeah, they got engaged the night before the intervention) when Janet says she wants her actual husband to tell her that he still loves her. Janet is apparently very busy juggling multiple relationships. She's very busy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In the end, Janet goes to rehab! Score one for the interventionist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2-months later Janet is doing great and, like almost all the other people on Intervention who go to rehab, she's dyed her hair blond. Oh, and Janet no longer dates Bud. Poor Bud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Continued success, Janet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;P.S --&gt; Other great quotes from this episode include:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Im not going to rehab and I'm not going to freakin' nothin'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"I've always been a lady of leisure for 30 freakin years, man!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"I should've known it was entrapment!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like &lt;a href="http://www.imbringingbloggingback.com/2009/02/03/janet-from-intervention-the-lady-of-leisure/"&gt;Janet from Intervention&lt;/a&gt;?  See what some of your other friends are doing like...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imbringingbloggingback.com/2008/08/13/allison-the-chick-from-intervention-with-the-computer-cleaner-cans/"&gt;Cristy from Intervention&lt;br /&gt;Allison from Intervention&lt;/a&gt; (the &lt;a href="http://www.imbringingbloggingback.com/2008/08/13/allison-the-chick-from-intervention-with-the-computer-cleaner-cans/"&gt;computer can huffer&lt;/a&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imbringingbloggingback.com/2009/12/01/linda-from-intervention-the-case-of-the-runaway-intervention/"&gt;Linda from Intervention&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31726224-1712419155754467591?l=imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com/feeds/1712419155754467591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31726224&amp;postID=1712419155754467591' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31726224/posts/default/1712419155754467591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31726224/posts/default/1712419155754467591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com/2009/02/janet-from-intervention-lady-of-leisure.html' title='Janet from Intervention: The Lady of Leisure'/><author><name>IBBB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07038279029084530051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/R9hHA4XJaZI/AAAAAAAAEUw/jG6VN3VHA8M/S220/me-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYeazWke25I/AAAAAAAAKQ0/DpTjGu3WrgM/s72-c/janet-intervention.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31726224.post-1120967571323141503</id><published>2009-02-03T06:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T09:00:12.877-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='usweekly'/><title type='text'>Debbie Matenopolous Says, "I'll Never Marry Again"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYSgU33xJHI/AAAAAAAAKQM/wTbMbO22LUg/s1600-h/debbie-matenopoulous.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297535342150231154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYSgU33xJHI/AAAAAAAAKQM/wTbMbO22LUg/s400/debbie-matenopoulous.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ....to which the cashier at Dunkin Donuts replied, "That'll be $5.75, ma'am."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the pointless quote, &lt;a href="http://www.usmagazine.com/news/debbie-matenopoulos-ill-never-marry-again"&gt;Us Weekly!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/ImBringingBloggingBack"&gt;www.myspace.com/ImBringingBloggingBack&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/31726224-1120967571323141503?l=imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com/feeds/1120967571323141503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31726224&amp;postID=1120967571323141503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31726224/posts/default/1120967571323141503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31726224/posts/default/1120967571323141503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com/2009/02/debbie-matenopolous-says-ill-never.html' title='Debbie Matenopolous Says, &quot;I&apos;ll Never Marry Again&quot;'/><author><name>IBBB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07038279029084530051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/R9hHA4XJaZI/AAAAAAAAEUw/jG6VN3VHA8M/S220/me-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYSgU33xJHI/AAAAAAAAKQM/wTbMbO22LUg/s72-c/debbie-matenopoulous.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31726224.post-4879644190119558772</id><published>2009-02-02T11:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T11:41:51.489-05:00</updated><title type='text'>...In Other News...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYcgHSZIuhI/AAAAAAAAKQs/sYwXgWEaUWc/s1600-h/faith-hill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298238796193118738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 329px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYcgHSZIuhI/AAAAAAAAKQs/sYwXgWEaUWc/s400/faith-hill.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In a surprise twist, Faith Hill was actually named Super Bowl champion. In other news...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://agentbedhead.com/index.php/archive/heather-mills-victoria-beckham-and-pete-doherty-moodiest-celebs/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~ Who are Britain's Moodiest Celebrities? ~ ABH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.webstersismybitch.com/2009/02/outbreak.php"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~ Jack Black is Not Treated Like Jessica Simpson ~ Websters&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.celebritysmackblog.com/2009/02/02/abby-elliott-does-a-mean-angelina-jolie-on-snl-video/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~ Brilliant Angelina Jolie Impression ~ CS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://ayyyy.com/2009/02/02/ayyyy-puzzle-corner-53/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~ Celebrity Puzzle Monday! ~ Ayyyy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://poponthepop.com/2009/02/02/jennifer-hudson-superbowl-national-anthem-video/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~ Jennifer Hudson Belting at the Super Bowl ~ POTP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fatbackmedia.com/2009/01/30/amy-winehouse-got-robbed/spl72950_006/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~ Winehouse Got Robbed ~ FB&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://popbytes.com/archive/2009/01/i_adore_lourdes_sense_of_style.shtml"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~ Madonna's Daughter in IBBB Color Theme ~ PB&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://idontwantyourlife.com/?p=24069"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~ LC is Black All Over ~ IDWYL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://yeeeah.com/2009/01/30/ali-lohan-cleavage-pictures/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~ Name That Lohan! ~ Yeeeah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/ImBringingBloggingBack"&gt;www.myspace.com/ImBringingBloggingBack&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31726224-4879644190119558772?l=imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com/feeds/4879644190119558772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31726224&amp;postID=4879644190119558772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31726224/posts/default/4879644190119558772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31726224/posts/default/4879644190119558772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com/2009/02/in-other-news.html' title='...In Other News...'/><author><name>IBBB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07038279029084530051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/R9hHA4XJaZI/AAAAAAAAEUw/jG6VN3VHA8M/S220/me-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYcgHSZIuhI/AAAAAAAAKQs/sYwXgWEaUWc/s72-c/faith-hill.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31726224.post-8429737807292184538</id><published>2009-02-02T07:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T07:48:01.896-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lindsay lohan'/><title type='text'>Lohan Goes to Super Bowl Party Because Lesbians Love Football</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYRxT9VxlMI/AAAAAAAAKO8/8JU_ly5AtuE/s1600-h/lohan-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297483649391891650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 295px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYRxT9VxlMI/AAAAAAAAKO8/8JU_ly5AtuE/s400/lohan-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYRxTo-vqQI/AAAAAAAAKO0/cqDDyhjpx_c/s1600-h/lohan-2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297483643926587650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYRxTo-vqQI/AAAAAAAAKO0/cqDDyhjpx_c/s400/lohan-2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lindsay Lohan put on her tightest jeans, you know, the ones that crinkle at the knees because they're so tight? You know, the kind that create "cat whiskers" at the crotch because they're so tight? Yeah, those. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, Lindsay and her Dina Lohan styled hair headed out to the ESPN Super Bowl party in Tampa, Florida over the weekend. Ironically in this photo I'm pretty sure that technically the carpet does match the drapes. Literally. I imagine her carpet to actually be that red...and have stains on it...and gum stuck to it.....and lint all over it. Perhaps a few pennies and nickles are in there too. One may never know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/ImBringingBloggingBack"&gt;www.myspace.com/ImBringingBloggingBack&lt;/a&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/31726224-8429737807292184538?l=imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com/feeds/8429737807292184538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31726224&amp;postID=8429737807292184538' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31726224/posts/default/8429737807292184538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31726224/posts/default/8429737807292184538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com/2009/02/lohan-goes-to-super-bowl-party-because.html' title='Lohan Goes to Super Bowl Party Because Lesbians Love Football'/><author><name>IBBB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07038279029084530051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/R9hHA4XJaZI/AAAAAAAAEUw/jG6VN3VHA8M/S220/me-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYRxT9VxlMI/AAAAAAAAKO8/8JU_ly5AtuE/s72-c/lohan-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31726224.post-1300994693565235570</id><published>2009-02-02T07:04:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T07:46:46.643-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tori spelling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='90210'/><title type='text'>Tori Spelling FINALLY Back on 90210!  Get Ready for Those Stairs, Donna!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYR7H9OdA-I/AAAAAAAAKQE/eEuWfEHJABI/s1600-h/tori-spelling-new-90210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297494438319031266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYR7H9OdA-I/AAAAAAAAKQE/eEuWfEHJABI/s400/tori-spelling-new-90210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYR7H_z7uUI/AAAAAAAAKP8/sZxGg1n21fg/s1600-h/tori-spelling-2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297494439013103938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYR7H_z7uUI/AAAAAAAAKP8/sZxGg1n21fg/s400/tori-spelling-2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYR7H9_TttI/AAAAAAAAKP0/l0Z55hlurds/s1600-h/tori-spelling-3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297494438523942610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYR7H9_TttI/AAAAAAAAKP0/l0Z55hlurds/s400/tori-spelling-3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; No folks, you're not dreaming. These are actual photos of Donna Martin and Kelly Taylor filming scenes for upcoming episodes of 90210. Between Jamie Walters on that Confessions of a Teen Idol show and Tori Spelling back on 90210 it's like the Perfect Storm for Donna to get thrown down a flight of stairs. Honestly, I would probably give all of my 401K (which basically totals $11.41) if they would just recreate that scene.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So basically Kelly and Donna are sipping coffee on the porch in this scene. Perhaps, Kelly could say to Donna, "Donna, don't you love the smell of this coffee?" To which, Donna could EASILY reply, "I've lost my sense of smell ever since that time that Ray pushed me down the stairs, remember?" And then they could show an updated scene of that episode. See how easy it is? Oh please oh please let that happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;P.S, I'm glad Tori is back to work on a legit show. I like how we live in a world where everyone is given a second chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYR7HhF5caI/AAAAAAAAKPs/RnhONT9Uwd4/s1600-h/donna-martin-ray-pruit-90210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297494430766952866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYR7HhF5caI/AAAAAAAAKPs/RnhONT9Uwd4/s400/donna-martin-ray-pruit-90210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/ImBringingBloggingBack"&gt;www.myspace.com/ImBringingBloggingBack&lt;/a&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/31726224-1300994693565235570?l=imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com/feeds/1300994693565235570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31726224&amp;postID=1300994693565235570' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31726224/posts/default/1300994693565235570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31726224/posts/default/1300994693565235570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com/2009/02/tori-spelling-finally-back-on-90210-get.html' title='Tori Spelling FINALLY Back on 90210!  Get Ready for Those Stairs, Donna!'/><author><name>IBBB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07038279029084530051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/R9hHA4XJaZI/AAAAAAAAEUw/jG6VN3VHA8M/S220/me-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYR7H9OdA-I/AAAAAAAAKQE/eEuWfEHJABI/s72-c/tori-spelling-new-90210.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31726224.post-1771550192487063238</id><published>2009-02-02T07:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T07:44:42.812-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sober house'/><title type='text'>So Who's Watching Sober House?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYRzIL9wEHI/AAAAAAAAKPc/JthOKxacnGQ/s1600-h/sober-house.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297485646182486130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 370px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 331px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYRzIL9wEHI/AAAAAAAAKPc/JthOKxacnGQ/s400/sober-house.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYRzII5grWI/AAAAAAAAKPU/d4ntUb4Vlqc/s1600-h/sober-house-2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297485645359394146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 370px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 333px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYRzII5grWI/AAAAAAAAKPU/d4ntUb4Vlqc/s400/sober-house-2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYRzIEJgXeI/AAAAAAAAKPM/-2jF-JzNWBU/s1600-h/sober-house-3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297485644084305378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYRzIEJgXeI/AAAAAAAAKPM/-2jF-JzNWBU/s400/sober-house-3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYRzH0jD4lI/AAAAAAAAKPE/rgsG_NLzjiY/s1600-h/sober-house-4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297485639896523346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 371px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 332px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYRzH0jD4lI/AAAAAAAAKPE/rgsG_NLzjiY/s400/sober-house-4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So who loves Sober House as much as I do? I love it. And I don't even mean it in a typical d-bag way I usually do about things. I actually enjoy this show. If you haven't seen it, it's not train-wreck TV. It's almost like Intervention where these people legit have problems and you hope they really do get better. You have to give these people credit for not only trying to get the help that they need, but also that they're on national television showing everyone their struggle. Kudos to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ok, now that the "niceness paragraph" is completed, can we talk about how much these folks in rehab love chewing gum? You guys, recovering addicts love gum! They love to chew gum really dramatically too! Who's noticed this? They chew gum like they're trying to grind up rocks in their mouth. It's great. I'm fascinated by this. The two biggest offenders are Nikki McKibbin and Amber Smith. Amber's pretty hot, by the way. I mean, her hotness goes down a couple notches when she's talking all whilst dramatically chewing her Bubblicious, but I wouldn't toss her out of bed for getting Oreo crumbs on the sheets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Who saw the episode where Steven Adler was on heroin and got arrested? Insane. I was watching it hoping that no one ever filmed me whilst I was drunk because I feel like there would be times where I looked the same as Steve Adler. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And what's up with Jennifer Gimenez? She's the "house mother" and recovering addict as well, but she seems like she's not mentally strong enough to deal with this. She's even crying whilst reading the group prayer. Take a breath.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;By the way, all the photos above are from scenes where they're dramatically chewing gum. Yes, I'm a loser.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/ImBringingBloggingBack"&gt;www.myspace.com/ImBringingBloggingBack&lt;/a&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/31726224-1771550192487063238?l=imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com/feeds/1771550192487063238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31726224&amp;postID=1771550192487063238' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31726224/posts/default/1771550192487063238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31726224/posts/default/1771550192487063238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com/2009/02/so-whos-watching-sober-house.html' title='So Who&apos;s Watching Sober House?'/><author><name>IBBB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07038279029084530051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/R9hHA4XJaZI/AAAAAAAAEUw/jG6VN3VHA8M/S220/me-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYRzIL9wEHI/AAAAAAAAKPc/JthOKxacnGQ/s72-c/sober-house.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31726224.post-3429031745325976835</id><published>2009-02-02T07:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T07:43:54.707-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Been Pretty Busy Lately. Can Someone Drop Me a Quick Email When the Backlash Begins With These Two? Thanks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYWhd0suZJI/AAAAAAAAKQc/QKo9EO_y-CM/s1600-h/slumdog-millionaire.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297818070405768338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYWhd0suZJI/AAAAAAAAKQc/QKo9EO_y-CM/s400/slumdog-millionaire.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I know. I'm terrible. However, is it just me or is it like "enough already" with all this Slumdog Millionaire business? Now I've never seen this movie so I am, of course, simply basing this off of all the award shows and interviews I see these two on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We get it, you're surprised you got nominated. We get it, you're surprised you won. We get it, this is a big deal. But if I need to see this kid look like he's about to blow his load every time he's on stage I'm going to have to change the channel and by "change the channel" I actually mean "sit there, watch it, and bitch about it."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And what's with their accents? Where are they from? Are those British accents? I'm not really cultured, clearly, so I always have a puzzled look on my face when these two open their mouths. I guess I just assume that when they're about to talk they're going to sound like tech support for my Toshiba laptop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Damn you, Slumdog Millionaire, damn you. Just when people FINALLY stopped saying, "Is that your final answer" you bring it back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Freida Pinto and Dev Patel attend the 61st Annual DGA Awards at the Hyatt in LA over the weekend. Nice job matching your bow tie with her dress. I'd like to order 2 8x10's of your prom pictures. Oh, and toss in a couple 4x6 wallets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/ImBringingBloggingBack"&gt;www.myspace.com/ImBringingBloggingBack&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31726224-3429031745325976835?l=imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com/feeds/3429031745325976835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31726224&amp;postID=3429031745325976835' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31726224/posts/default/3429031745325976835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31726224/posts/default/3429031745325976835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com/2009/02/ive-been-pretty-busy-lately-can-someone.html' title='I&apos;ve Been Pretty Busy Lately. Can Someone Drop Me a Quick Email When the Backlash Begins With These Two? Thanks.'/><author><name>IBBB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07038279029084530051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/R9hHA4XJaZI/AAAAAAAAEUw/jG6VN3VHA8M/S220/me-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYWhd0suZJI/AAAAAAAAKQc/QKo9EO_y-CM/s72-c/slumdog-millionaire.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31726224.post-3979421442759775102</id><published>2009-02-02T07:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T07:43:04.872-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stephanie pratt'/><title type='text'>Someone Check His Cuffs for Pratt's Meth Stash</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYRrhqzlQ5I/AAAAAAAAKOc/GhX4Yg5SPxw/s1600-h/stephanie-pratt.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297477287865041810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYRrhqzlQ5I/AAAAAAAAKOc/GhX4Yg5SPxw/s400/stephanie-pratt.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Hills Monday" continues with a little Stephanie Pratt/Sandy Sanders walking up the street with some dude who's dressed the same way that my mom would dress me when I was really little and couldn't fit into normal sizes pants. She's literally cuff my pants up to my knees and I could wear said pants until I was like 15. Cost effective! Who knew that I was dressed like a douche-bag way back when!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'd check this dudes cuffs for Sandy Sanders meth stash and check his bag for the batteries and razors she used to (allegedly) steal from Walgreens. I also like how she's walking up the street and reading STAR magazine all at the same time. Either an anvil should fall on her head or she should be given the death penalty. I'd be fine with either choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, please note that "Pratt's Meth Stash" is not to be confused with "Lauren's Mustache."  Two different things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/ImBringingBloggingBack"&gt;www.myspace.com/ImBringingBloggingBack&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31726224-3979421442759775102?l=imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com/feeds/3979421442759775102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31726224&amp;postID=3979421442759775102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31726224/posts/default/3979421442759775102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31726224/posts/default/3979421442759775102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com/2009/02/someone-check-his-cuffs-for-pratts-meth.html' title='Someone Check His Cuffs for Pratt&apos;s Meth Stash'/><author><name>IBBB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07038279029084530051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/R9hHA4XJaZI/AAAAAAAAEUw/jG6VN3VHA8M/S220/me-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYRrhqzlQ5I/AAAAAAAAKOc/GhX4Yg5SPxw/s72-c/stephanie-pratt.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31726224.post-4879320697623518903</id><published>2009-02-02T07:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T07:41:59.886-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lauren conrad'/><title type='text'>Lauren Conrad Films Her "Hills" Work Scenes That Include, You Know, Eating Cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYRpTOCOYxI/AAAAAAAAKOU/9CA1kQnIbzg/s1600-h/lauren-conrad-the-hills-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297474840600404754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYRpTOCOYxI/AAAAAAAAKOU/9CA1kQnIbzg/s400/lauren-conrad-the-hills-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYRpTEDvTmI/AAAAAAAAKOM/8UaNszrMoQM/s1600-h/lauren-conrad-the-hills.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297474837922401890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 253px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYRpTEDvTmI/AAAAAAAAKOM/8UaNszrMoQM/s400/lauren-conrad-the-hills.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss The Hills. There, I said it. I miss it. Don't judge me. I can't wait for March so that my Hills life can get back on track. Anyscript, Lauren Cockring was filming scenes for the latest season of The Hills, which included "sitting on her chair with a blank computer screen at her desk" and also "sitting at her desk without taking off her pocketbook and holding a slice of cake." She's a business woman! You know that when they yelled "cut" she handed the cake back to the props department and walked off the set.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As a sidenote, is LC wearing the top half of an old mans pajamas and a black tutu? No judgement, just wondering. Oh and by "no judgement" I actually mean "judgement." I'd still let her play "blow out the birthday candles" with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/ImBringingBloggingBack"&gt;www.myspace.com/ImBringingBloggingBack&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31726224-4879320697623518903?l=imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com/feeds/4879320697623518903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31726224&amp;postID=4879320697623518903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31726224/posts/default/4879320697623518903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31726224/posts/default/4879320697623518903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com/2009/02/lauren-conrad-films-her-hills-work.html' title='Lauren Conrad Films Her &quot;Hills&quot; Work Scenes That Include, You Know, Eating Cake'/><author><name>IBBB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07038279029084530051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/R9hHA4XJaZI/AAAAAAAAEUw/jG6VN3VHA8M/S220/me-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYRpTOCOYxI/AAAAAAAAKOU/9CA1kQnIbzg/s72-c/lauren-conrad-the-hills-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31726224.post-1766769565930680436</id><published>2009-02-02T06:59:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T07:40:46.213-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jessica simpson'/><title type='text'>It's So Rude to Make Fun of Jessica Simpson's Weight....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYR29pVdFMI/AAAAAAAAKPk/20A2w95j7Ow/s1600-h/jessica-simpson-mom-jeands.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297489863134483650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 361px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYR29pVdFMI/AAAAAAAAKPk/20A2w95j7Ow/s400/jessica-simpson-mom-jeands.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....when no one will be mention her boobs. It's just rude. I mean, sure Jessie Simps may have gained a bushel or two, but to not even mention how this has made her boobs even bigger...well...it's just not American. Get your priorities straight people. Big boobs are important too. Ugh. People.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/ImBringingBloggingBack"&gt;www.myspace.com/ImBringingBloggingBack&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31726224-1766769565930680436?l=imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com/feeds/1766769565930680436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31726224&amp;postID=1766769565930680436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31726224/posts/default/1766769565930680436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31726224/posts/default/1766769565930680436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-so-rude-to-make-fun-of-jessica.html' title='It&apos;s So Rude to Make Fun of Jessica Simpson&apos;s Weight....'/><author><name>IBBB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07038279029084530051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/R9hHA4XJaZI/AAAAAAAAEUw/jG6VN3VHA8M/S220/me-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SYR29pVdFMI/AAAAAAAAKPk/20A2w95j7Ow/s72-c/jessica-simpson-mom-jeands.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31726224.post-9168249602991317453</id><published>2009-01-28T07:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T20:09:33.538-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the city recaps'/><title type='text'>The City Recap: Olivia and Whitney Have a Sassoff! What Was Whitney ThinkinK?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SX8LGK4-LuI/AAAAAAAAKNs/wKw5FFZ2xYY/s1600-h/olivia-ostrich.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295963887441424098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SX8LGK4-LuI/AAAAAAAAKNs/wKw5FFZ2xYY/s400/olivia-ostrich.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SX8LF0Ni7mI/AAAAAAAAKNk/6HKxtpaL0a0/s1600-h/catarina-the-city.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295963881353703010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SX8LF0Ni7mI/AAAAAAAAKNk/6HKxtpaL0a0/s400/catarina-the-city.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SX8LFUeh2mI/AAAAAAAAKNc/tJiBN5d4jLw/s1600-h/whitney-closet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295963872835000930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SX8LFUeh2mI/AAAAAAAAKNc/tJiBN5d4jLw/s400/whitney-closet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SX8LFa9EgGI/AAAAAAAAKNU/L14YNyAXOo4/s1600-h/whitney-headband-the-city.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295963874573713506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SX8LFa9EgGI/AAAAAAAAKNU/L14YNyAXOo4/s400/whitney-headband-the-city.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SX8LFRNwiKI/AAAAAAAAKNM/KDpW2qNPg90/s1600-h/art-show.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295963871959353506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SX8LFRNwiKI/AAAAAAAAKNM/KDpW2qNPg90/s400/art-show.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SX8KtsLvG6I/AAAAAAAAKNE/WJuZa0lpUGM/s1600-h/allie-the-city.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295963466881768354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SX8KtsLvG6I/AAAAAAAAKNE/WJuZa0lpUGM/s400/allie-the-city.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hey all (or y'all) - sorry this recap is late. As you know I'm in the process of having this little site designed and was supposed to relaunch yesterday. Well that didn't happen. The site is ready, but just doesn't work....meaning I can't upload anything new to it. So, yeah, that's a problem. Oh, and my web people have no idea how to fix that so it's been a wonderful experience. I actually have no idea now when it will be ready. Good times. Well back to &lt;a href="http://www.imbringingbloggingback.com/celebrity-gossip/the-city-recaps/"&gt;The City Recap&lt;/a&gt;. Anyway, here's what went down on the latest crapisode of The City....cow bell.....cow bell....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In typical "Who's the Boss" cliffhangers, we have a continuation of The City in which we will discover the confrontation between Allie and Catarina, which I will now refer to as "Operation Allie Cat." See what I did there?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We start off with Whitney being extremely productive at work (just like the good old days) and combing through her Google email as Olivia "catwalks" into the office wearing what I can only assume is the top half of an ostrich costume. In cases like this I can only hope that that "carpet doesn't match the drapes" because, well, those ostrich feathers are too long and too dark. She'd be like a cavewoman or even worse, someone from one of those middle eastern countries where they just hide behind beat-up cars and throw rocks at each other while the National Geographic Channel films it for a documentary. Yeah, so....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Whitney is kind enough to invite my future wife, Olivia, to some crap-bag art show that her friend is having to which Olivia will need to check her busy schedule and let her know if she can make it. Please. There is no doubt in my mind that Olivia won't be there. I mean, afterall there will be a camera crew there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Whoa. Wait. Stop the press. What do we have here? Whitney starts telling Olivia about the faux-drama that's going down with her friends and Olivia basically goes bat-shit-crazy on her. She tells Whitney that it's too much information for her and that she's 23 yrs old and not in high school anymore, so she needs to stay out of the drama. Whitney looks as if she just witnessed someone shooting her puppy and skinning it alive. Perhaps that's what Olivia made her coat/vest out of. Look, Olivia does have a point though. Unfortunately if Whitney "doesn't get involved in the drama" there would be just one issue. There wouldn't really be "a show for Olivia to be on." Count your blessings, skank.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ugh. Catarina and Samantha (why do I know their names) are having lunch and talking about Adam not telling Catarina that he had a girlfriend. I'm not just saying this because I gave a "Who's the Boss" reference at the beginning of this, but I totally think that Catarina looks like Billy from Who's the Boss. Remember that kid that was in the second to last season that Tony and Angela had to take care of? Seriously, she does. And, I mean, she's having lunch with Samantha. "Samantha." As in "Micelli?" I think I may have cracked the code of The City. This damn show is loosely based off of Who's the Boss! It's all making sense to me now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Whitney Speech Impediment Alert:&lt;/u&gt; Whitney is getting ready for the art show and tells Erin "I've never really been to an art openinK before!" Ding! Ding! Ding! There's the Whit we've all come to know and love! She's back! By the way, it doesn't look like clothes hanging in Whitney's closet, it looks like furniture pattern samples.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, it's Art Gallery night and all the freaks have come out of the woodwork. Sure I'm judging based on looks alone, but I'm not sure how else to judge people. Whitney continues her tribute to Cheri Johnson and wears a silver headband/dog collar around her forehead. I wish Whitney would get locked in a refrigerator just like Cheri did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Operation Allie Cat" is about to go down. Strap on your scripted buckles because it's going to be a scripted bumpy scripted ride. Script. At one point Whitney and Allie are standing directly behind Catarina and Samantha. It's not like Catarina doesn't know that they're standing right behind them. I mean Whitney looks like she's dressed like a Super Hero....there's no way you don't notice that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh good, as Operation Allie Cat progresses Whitney is just standing there with her head completely down. Look up, Whitney! Come on, you always watch a train-wreck taking place. Always!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Cat does confess to Allie that she and Adam did kiss and he never told her he had a girlfriend. Allie looks like she's having an out-of-body experience, which makes sense because she does look a little alien like....so that explains a lot. Anycrap, Allie tells Cat to look her in the eyes and tell her "female to female" that this really happened. Hmmm, eye to eye? Hmmm female to female? Sounds like someone is about to play some lesbian reindeer games! Sweeeet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Allie allows one tear to trickle down her face. She's nothing like Lauren Conrad, who lets the whole kitchen sink drain from her eyes along with about 6 pounds of makeup. I miss that sludge all over her face. Ahhhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Somehow Catarina makes this all about her and says she doesn't feel well and then is crying. Why the hell is she crying? Oh wait. Is it because she looks like a home-wrecking-whore on national television? Or the fact that from a side-profile shot she has a little bucky-beaver teeth sticking out....and she kinda looks like Billy from "Who's the Boss?" These are all normal questions that you should be processing whilst you watch this show. It's all normal to think these things. I am not crazy at all. At all. At. All.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Allie locks herself in the bathroom and Whitney and her Super Hero outfit follow her in. Adam goes in behind her to tell Allie that Cat is lying. This is one of the first 15 times that we hear Allie reference "female to female." Is this all drunk talk? I hope so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The fight continues onto the street and this time Allie changes out "female to female" to "man to man." Hold up. I'm getting confused. Allie asks Adam how he would feel if the roles were reversed and he says he would feel the same way....to which Allie starts yelling and crying "You'd feel the same way? You'd feel the same way? What do you mean you'd feel the same way?" Seriously, is someone smelling burnt toast because I think Allie is having a stroke. She then continues by saying, "So you mean you could '&lt;em&gt;imagine&lt;/em&gt;' feeling the same way...is that what you're saying?" What the Christ is she talking about? This argument is turning into a grammar lesson. And I'm lost. No surprise there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I think Allie is a broken hearted girl. I say that because I believe Beyonce is singing that as Allie is getting into the cab. Personally, I would have chosen them to play "Smack My Bitch Up" but that's just me. Maybe you'd have a different song selection preference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Meanwhile, Olivia and Nevan are chatting like school girls about the night and the people that were at the art gallery. Listening to these two talk to each other is like watching the mother and daughter from the Gilmore Girls have dialogue. It's so quick back and forth...and pointless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Whitney is starting to play the creepy girlfriend. She and Ozzy Bobby are talking about whether they think Adam lied about hooking up with Catarina. Ozzy Bobby believes Adam and Whitney thinks that you are a reflection of your friends. I'm not sure if she really believes that or is just basically spewing out quotes from fortune cookies. I'm surprised she didn't end her conversation with Ozzy Bobby by saying, "Your lucky numbers are 2, 14, 24, 6,23."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Finally, in conclusion, Allie and Adam smooth things over in an awkward way. More importantly we get to see Adam sporting a very shiny coat. Very shiny. Kinda like those plastic Halloween kids costumes that they sell on plastic hangers at Walgreens or CVS. I bet it came with a matching mask. I bet all of it stinks like Shrinky Dinks burning in the oven. Anyway, who cares. Fire both of them from this show. More Olivia! More Olivia! Just give Olivia her own show where she just roles her eyes the whole time. Seriously, I'd watch that. I' d watch 22 minutes of eye rolling. I basically do now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Next week it's the return of Kelly CUNTrone! I can't wait! Me gusta Kelly big time!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;So what did you guys think of this episode. Not horrible, right? I'm still obsessed with the cowbell in the opening credits. Also, The City just got picked up for a second season so I'm not going anywhere. You hear that! &lt;/p&gt;Catch up on on &lt;a href="http://www.imbringingbloggingback.com/celebrity-gossip/the-city-recaps/"&gt;The City Recaps&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/ImBringingBloggingBack"&gt;www.myspace.com/ImBringingBloggingBack&lt;/a&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/31726224-9168249602991317453?l=imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com/feeds/9168249602991317453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31726224&amp;postID=9168249602991317453' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31726224/posts/default/9168249602991317453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31726224/posts/default/9168249602991317453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com/2009/01/city-recap-olivia-and-whitney-have.html' title='The City Recap: Olivia and Whitney Have a Sassoff! What Was Whitney ThinkinK?'/><author><name>IBBB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07038279029084530051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/R9hHA4XJaZI/AAAAAAAAEUw/jG6VN3VHA8M/S220/me-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SX8LGK4-LuI/AAAAAAAAKNs/wKw5FFZ2xYY/s72-c/olivia-ostrich.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31726224.post-8521483299570171656</id><published>2009-01-27T08:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T08:06:15.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Technical Difficulties!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The new IBBB was supposed to launch on Monday....but got mess up. Then it was supposed to launch this morning.....but got messed up.  I am hoping and praying to my Jesus Claus that it gets fixed today so I can post my "City Recap" which I have done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So thanks for the patience and check back throughout the day for an update!  The Internet and websites are tricky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-IBBB&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/ImBringingBloggingBack"&gt;www.myspace.com/ImBringingBloggingBack&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31726224-8521483299570171656?l=imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com/feeds/8521483299570171656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31726224&amp;postID=8521483299570171656' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31726224/posts/default/8521483299570171656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31726224/posts/default/8521483299570171656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com/2009/01/technical-difficulties.html' title='Technical Difficulties!'/><author><name>IBBB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07038279029084530051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/R9hHA4XJaZI/AAAAAAAAEUw/jG6VN3VHA8M/S220/me-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31726224.post-1966460409378070103</id><published>2009-01-21T08:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T08:09:09.959-05:00</updated><title type='text'>...In Other News...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SXZorWlphKI/AAAAAAAAKMM/7kRgkgLIAKA/s1600-h/under-construction.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293533506027750562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 374px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 374px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SXZorWlphKI/AAAAAAAAKMM/7kRgkgLIAKA/s400/under-construction.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; IBBB is getting a little bit of a facelift. Who knew something like this would require time and work? I'll be back for Monday (or possibly sooner) with a site that looks a little different....hopefully. Are you on the edge of your seat? I'm not. In the meantime check out some of my other blogging buddies and see what they're crapping about....ole!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://agentbedhead.com/index.php/archive/denise-richards-is-an-idiot/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~ Denise Richards is Trying. Really Trying. ~ ABH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.webstersismybitch.com/2009/01/ruiners.php"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~ Heidi and Steve Sanders on Bikes. Ok. ~ Websters&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.celebritysmackblog.com/2009/01/20/paris-hilton-ditches-bff-for-aubrey-oday/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~ Paris + Aubrey = A Douche Sundae ~ CS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://ayyyy.com/2009/01/20/decision-time-actress-vs-latino-singer/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~ Celebrity American Flag-Off! ~ Ayyyy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://poponthepop.com/2009/01/20/so-what-shes-still-a-rockstar-shes-got-her-rock-moves-and-she-doesnt-need-you/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~ Pink's Bum Bum ~ POTP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fatbackmedia.com/2009/01/20/britney-spears-is-richer-than-you/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~ Britney is Richer Than You and Can Write a Book ~ FB&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://bricksandstonesgossip.com/2009/01/20/kelly-osbourne-arrested-for-assault/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~ Kelly Osbourne and the Case of the Bitch Slap ~ BS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://yeeeah.com/2009/01/20/julia-roberts-is-pissed/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~ Julia Roberts Goes Ape Caca ~ Yeeeah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/ImBringingBloggingBack"&gt;www.myspace.com/ImBringingBloggingBack&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31726224-1966460409378070103?l=imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com/feeds/1966460409378070103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31726224&amp;postID=1966460409378070103' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31726224/posts/default/1966460409378070103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31726224/posts/default/1966460409378070103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com/2009/01/in-other-news_21.html' title='...In Other News...'/><author><name>IBBB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07038279029084530051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/R9hHA4XJaZI/AAAAAAAAEUw/jG6VN3VHA8M/S220/me-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SXZorWlphKI/AAAAAAAAKMM/7kRgkgLIAKA/s72-c/under-construction.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31726224.post-9074545437793339584</id><published>2009-01-20T08:09:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T10:11:41.244-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the city recaps'/><title type='text'>The City Recap: Bangs, Hats, and the Kiss Heard Around the World</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SXXXcfcbcaI/AAAAAAAAKME/Ag5CvtGDnNU/s1600-h/the-city-whitneys-hat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293373821520933282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 352px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SXXXcfcbcaI/AAAAAAAAKME/Ag5CvtGDnNU/s400/the-city-whitneys-hat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SXXXcK5KJJI/AAAAAAAAKL8/GOl98-rTljc/s1600-h/olivia-the-city.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293373816004289682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SXXXcK5KJJI/AAAAAAAAKL8/GOl98-rTljc/s400/olivia-the-city.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SXXXcNcrzlI/AAAAAAAAKL0/MV6fQ0GIbGI/s1600-h/allie-the-city.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293373816690167378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SXXXcNcrzlI/AAAAAAAAKL0/MV6fQ0GIbGI/s400/allie-the-city.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SXXXcGx1WxI/AAAAAAAAKLs/ec99ckO8FIM/s1600-h/catarina-the-city.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293373814899825426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SXXXcGx1WxI/AAAAAAAAKLs/ec99ckO8FIM/s400/catarina-the-city.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SXXXb70mH-I/AAAAAAAAKLk/drCHWgsN61U/s1600-h/whitney-erin-hats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293373811958620130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 391px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SXXXb70mH-I/AAAAAAAAKLk/drCHWgsN61U/s400/whitney-erin-hats.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SXXW-N7i4PI/AAAAAAAAKLc/erq9DP9u7t8/s1600-h/olvia-palermo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293373301423530226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 359px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SXXW-N7i4PI/AAAAAAAAKLc/erq9DP9u7t8/s400/olvia-palermo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today, my dear Americans, there is change in the air. No, I'm not talking about the inauguration of Obama as President. I am, of course, talking about a the addition of "Allie" into the cast of The City. Hopefully she's only making a cameo because, after watching this crapisode, I may have to stop watching if she becomes a regular. Trust me, she ain't no Heather Locklear arriving to save an ailing Melrose Place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's what slowly went down last night on The City:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;We get to meet Adam's girlfriend, Allie, whilst the troop is out at another restaurant/bar in NYC that is, yet again, candlelit. Stop trying to pull the wool over my loser eyes. Not every bar is lit up like that. The camera crew and producers totally have a dufflebag filled with Glade candles that they set up for each scene. I bet the whole place smells like nasty cinnamon apple pies. Anycrap, Allie is a model. I think. She looks like the low budget version of Mila Kunis. Oh, and she looks sleepy...like her eyes are about to shut at any moment. Kinda like mine are about to shut from watching this.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Olivia and her d-bag cousin, Nevan, are visiting an art gallery and talking about him being a tool-bag-low-life-booze-hound-rent-paid-by-his-parents-fast-talking-loser. At least I think they're talking about that. I'm basically just watching Olivia and tuning out of the conversation. From what I can gather, Nevan's family has stopped paying his rent because he's not working and Olivia seems to think he'll get his rent paid for again if he gets a job. I tell ya, if this dude suddenly sprouted Santa pubes on his face I'd be convinced he was Spencer.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's boy's night out and Ozzy Bobby, Adam, and other randoms head out to a club in Chelsea to drink their faces off and talk to Whitney's "friends" that happen to be there. I'm confused. There are too many people in this show. Whatever happened to the good old days on The Hills when it was just like 5 people on the show and they only talked to each other? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Whitney's "friends" go over to talk to Ozzy Bobby and d-bag Adam. That one chick, Catarina, looks like she's in heat and yells out to Adam, "Let's have fun!" That's code word for.....actually that's not code word. She's ready to ride. P.S that "club" looks like an epileptic nightmare.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Holy hell! Are Whitney and Erin wearing a costume to breakfast the next morning? Maybe they think they're in a play. Erin has on Audrina's old blue beret hat from last season and white sunglasses that went out of style about 2 years ago. However, my favorite is the thing around Whitney's head. It looks like a gray knitted garter belt that Carnie Wilson used to wear around her leg. Perhaps Whitney bought it at a Carnie Wilson yardsale? We learn that Catarina, the pig in heat, made out with d-bag Adam. Boring. Plus, who cares.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Like a game of horrific "telephone" that you used to play in the 2nd grade....Sam tells Whitney that Catarina made-out with Adam. Whitney tells Ozzy Bobby this information whilst sitting on a bench in the park. Ozzy Bobby tells Adam this as he sips on red wine (manly). I'm surprised by the time Ozzy Bobby told Adam he didn't end up with, "Whitney told me that you f'd a cat in the club last night. Meow."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;What does Adam do for work? He picks up Sleepy-Time-Allie from JFK in a Range Rover. And, someone emailed me telling me that he owns a bar? And he also models? Wait. Am I jealous of Adam? Wait a second. I think I am. Maybe that's why I call him a d-bag? Nah, he does seem douchey, but I totally want his car. Perhaps he'll give me free drinks at the bar he owns? Doubtful.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Anyway, Adam tells Sleepy-Time-Allie about the "rumor" of him making out with some chick whilst she was out of town "modeling." She wonders what type of girl would make up something like that. I wonder how Sleepy-Time-Allie is a paid model. Also, I don't know what to think about the rumor. On one hand that chick, Catarina, did look like she was in heat. On the other hand....I actually don't care.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Back to my love, my life, Olvia. Apparently Nevan will be crashing with her. Who cares. Olivia sets some ground rules for Nevan which includes, "No chicks ever wearing Olivia's clothes" and "No chicks in the apartment." Seriously, what girl is going over to Olivia's apartment and putting on her clothes? Maybe they should install a webcam so we can see that?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finally, this crap is almost over. Whitney, Sam, The Bangs Monster, and Sleepy-Time-Allie head out to a 14 second brunch to confront Sleepy-Time about "the party" the night before when Adam allegedly kissed Catarina-in-Heat. This is the worst. All of it. Who cares?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sleepy-Time calls up Adam, who walks over to the restaurant with a golf-umbrella, to "talk" about the 8 in the morning party. Sleepy-Time starts to cry and I'm wondering if she can drowned from this. What is the tears back up into her sleepy eyes? Adam wants to give Sleepy-Time the world so she doesn't cry. What does that even mean? Is the world for sale? Is it? How much? If the world is for sale, where are the receipts?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yowza folks, this was a rough one. I think I learned, however, that this series is basically about bangs and strange hats. They could technically change the name of the show from The City to "Bangs and Hats." Next week on Bangs and Hats....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you like this recap, maybe you'll like my &lt;a href="http://www.imbringingbloggingback.com/celebrity-gossip/the-hills-recap/"&gt;The Hills Recap&lt;/a&gt; or all things &lt;a href="http://www.imbringingbloggingback.com/celebrity-gossip/kelly-cutrone/"&gt;Kelly Cutrone&lt;/a&gt; like her new show &lt;a href="http://www.imbringingbloggingback.com/celebrity-gossip/kell-on-earth/"&gt;Kell on Earth&lt;/a&gt;.  Or for ever more brain rot check out all things &lt;a href="http://www.imbringingbloggingback.com/celebrity-gossip/snooki-from-jersey-shore/"&gt;Snooki&lt;/a&gt; from Jersey Shore and the rest of the d-bag gang with my &lt;a href="http://www.imbringingbloggingback.com/celebrity-gossip/mtv-jersey-shore/"&gt;Jersey Shore Recap&lt;/a&gt;.  From &lt;a href="http://www.imbringingbloggingback.com/2009/12/07/who-punches-snooki-in-the-face-on-jersey-shore-you-ask/"&gt;Snooki punched &lt;/a&gt;to &lt;a href="http://www.imbringingbloggingback.com/celebrity-gossip/harriet-carter/"&gt;Harriet Carter&lt;/a&gt; product reviews and all other things &lt;a href="http://www.imbringingbloggingback.com/"&gt;celebrity gossip&lt;/a&gt; related, IBBB is your one stop shop to rot your brain.  You're welcome!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/ImBringingBloggingBack"&gt;www.myspace.com/ImBringingBloggingBack&lt;/a&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/31726224-9074545437793339584?l=imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com/feeds/9074545437793339584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31726224&amp;postID=9074545437793339584' title='36 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31726224/posts/default/9074545437793339584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31726224/posts/default/9074545437793339584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com/2009/01/city-recap-bangs-hats-and-kiss-heard.html' title='The City Recap: Bangs, Hats, and the Kiss Heard Around the World'/><author><name>IBBB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07038279029084530051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/R9hHA4XJaZI/AAAAAAAAEUw/jG6VN3VHA8M/S220/me-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SXXXcfcbcaI/AAAAAAAAKME/Ag5CvtGDnNU/s72-c/the-city-whitneys-hat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>36</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31726224.post-8393730339332360565</id><published>2009-01-16T08:28:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T08:40:18.758-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='audrina'/><title type='text'>Audrina's Penis Can Barely Breathe!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SXCLkpXrZ7I/AAAAAAAAKK8/Z24DryMof-A/s1600-h/audrina-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291883023857051570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SXCLkpXrZ7I/AAAAAAAAKK8/Z24DryMof-A/s400/audrina-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SXCLkYqTtJI/AAAAAAAAKK0/XGjNrR1JFEU/s1600-h/audrina-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291883019371787410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 253px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SXCLkYqTtJI/AAAAAAAAKK0/XGjNrR1JFEU/s400/audrina-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Your favorite teef transporter, Audrina from The Hills, was filming scenes for season 5 of The Hills at Beso restaurant in LA the other night. While she is all smiles (and I mean that literally) it appears that Audrina's penis is being restrained. There. I said it. I don't care. It's Friday. I'm tired. It looks like Audrina has a penis. She has a dinky. Look at Audrina's dinky. Look at her peepee. I just think we never noticed it before because we're always hypnotized by those damn teef and then, months later, we began to be hypnotized by her store-bought rack. Never did we notice her penis. Well, it's there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;P.S. For all those emailing me asking me, "When does season 5 of The Hills start?" How do I know?? Just kidding. March 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/ImBringingBloggingBack"&gt;www.myspace.com/ImBringingBloggingBack&lt;/a&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/31726224-8393730339332360565?l=imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com/feeds/8393730339332360565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31726224&amp;postID=8393730339332360565' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31726224/posts/default/8393730339332360565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31726224/posts/default/8393730339332360565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imbringingbloggingback.blogspot.com/2009/01/audrinas-penis-can-barely-breathe.html' title='Audrina&apos;s Penis Can Barely Breathe!'/><author><name>IBBB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07038279029084530051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/R9hHA4XJaZI/AAAAAAAAEUw/jG6VN3VHA8M/S220/me-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ynpbjsnPvk/SXCLkpXrZ7I/AAAAAAAAKK8/Z24DryMof-A/s72-c/audrina-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
