<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844750646072301034</id><updated>2011-07-08T10:13:27.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Babeich Files</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babeichfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844750646072301034/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babeichfiles.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Babeich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07731807410131469604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SEw-r6_LgrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KhdU9bE4nn4/S220/Photo+18.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844750646072301034.post-8362558253805513830</id><published>2009-10-21T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T21:22:17.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Not So Scary Halloween</title><content type='html'>I love Halloween. I do not love horror movies. Mostly because after watching one I don't sleep for weeks because I am scared that girl from The Ring is going to come in my room or that Reagan from The Exorcist is going to spider-walk across my ceiling. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, in the spirit of the season, I would like to present "Jenny Babich's not-so scary Halloween movie list." These films will get you in the holiday spirit without disturbing your slumber. So, grab a cup of cider, a bowl of candy corn and enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/St_WCAFNCzI/AAAAAAAAAKE/ftRD1UkF_iA/s1600-h/poster1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/St_WCAFNCzI/AAAAAAAAAKE/ftRD1UkF_iA/s200/poster1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395266208483052338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monster House&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not enough people know about this movie. It's got a delightful story and is funny, heartwarming, and in some parts, genuinely scary. The story centers around a house that eats kids. Do I need to sell it further? Steve Buscemi is one of the voice actors in the film. That alone should have sent you running out of your house to your nearest Best Buy to purchase this Academy Award nominated movie. You won't be disappointed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/St_WX7xqAKI/AAAAAAAAAKM/L4vwP4cuCss/s1600-h/corpse_bride.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 135px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/St_WX7xqAKI/AAAAAAAAAKM/L4vwP4cuCss/s200/corpse_bride.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395266585284444322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Corpse Bride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although "The Nightmare Before Christmas" is also on my list, "Corpse Bride" is starting to become my favorite of these two Tim Burton concoctions. The design of the characters and the sets is gorgeous. On the eve of his wedding, Victor accidentally marries the Corpse Bride while practicing his vows. With the voices of Johnny Depp, Emily Waston, Helena Bonham Carter, Joanna Lumley, Tracey Ulman and Albert Finney, this all star cast can't be beat. There is love, betrayal, goth-fabulousness and the masterful storytelling that only a Tim Burton tale can bring you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/St_WxTVoKRI/AAAAAAAAAKU/612sabEp8CM/s1600-h/witches.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 131px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/St_WxTVoKRI/AAAAAAAAAKU/612sabEp8CM/s200/witches.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395267021106063634" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;The Witches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I only have time for one film each Halloween, this is the one I watch. I can't guarantee that when you watch it you will feel the same way, but for me, this is the film I grew up on, so it's nostalgic for me to see it every year. After losing his parents, a young boy moves in with his grandmother and they encounter a band of horrific witches at a vacation spot. Angelica Houston heads up the witches in a sultry yet cackling performance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/St_XLGi-SDI/AAAAAAAAAKc/A5qKIDcr7lI/s1600-h/Its_the_Great_Pumpkin_Charlie_Brown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 147px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/St_XLGi-SDI/AAAAAAAAAKc/A5qKIDcr7lI/s200/Its_the_Great_Pumpkin_Charlie_Brown.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395267464348977202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's the Great Pumpkin Charlie Brown&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This tv special is like a nice warm blanket and a cup of cocoa. Just watch it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/St_XdA8eENI/AAAAAAAAAKk/6hYjNchef8s/s1600-h/nightmare_before_christmas_ver1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 136px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/St_XdA8eENI/AAAAAAAAAKk/6hYjNchef8s/s200/nightmare_before_christmas_ver1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395267772082950354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;The Nightmare Before Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No Halloween list would be complete without the stop-motion animated film that brought us the new renaissance of stop-motion animation. Jack Skellington, the pumpkin king, gets a little hum-drum about the same old Halloween tricks and decides to take over Christmas. So, you really get your Christmas preview with this film too. It's a great way to start off the fall/winter holiday seasons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other films/specials I recommend (but haven't watched in a while, so I can't speak to how they hold up):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mad Monster Party (from the people who brought you Hermie the elf who wants to be a dentist, a stop-motion animation classic)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Worst Witch (I watched this non-stop as a kid but can guarantee the special effects will seem awful now, as I remember them being awful at the time. But Tim Curry is in it, and I think that is why I loved it so much.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Monster Squad (This one was right up my alley - as a kid I would have loved to have hung out with Frankenstein while fighting scarier monsters. I need to get this one again)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&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/8844750646072301034-8362558253805513830?l=babeichfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babeichfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/8362558253805513830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844750646072301034&amp;postID=8362558253805513830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844750646072301034/posts/default/8362558253805513830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844750646072301034/posts/default/8362558253805513830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babeichfiles.blogspot.com/2009/10/not-so-scary-halloween.html' title='A Not So Scary Halloween'/><author><name>Babeich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07731807410131469604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SEw-r6_LgrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KhdU9bE4nn4/S220/Photo+18.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/St_WCAFNCzI/AAAAAAAAAKE/ftRD1UkF_iA/s72-c/poster1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844750646072301034.post-3753354672880624469</id><published>2009-08-29T16:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T16:33:13.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>District 9 and a rant on 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/Spm6QAbFm1I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/xDYobsZAdY0/s1600-h/district9_200905111622.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 193px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/Spm6QAbFm1I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/xDYobsZAdY0/s320/district9_200905111622.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375532414397684562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I respect everyone's right to disagree with this, but &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/trailers/sony_pictures/district9/"&gt;District 9&lt;/a&gt; is one of my favorite movies of 2009 (along with Up!, which is my top pick for 2009). In the past year, with the writer's strike, and with the fact that there are a lot of Hollywood movies that are based on books/toys/remakes, District 9 was a breath of fresh (yet horrifying) air.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other than The Dark Knight, I really don't feel that there was a "great" film of 2008. I did see Slumdog Millionaire, and it was good, but I didn't get the "life changing experience" feel that so many others claim to have. (And I would like to apologize in advance for the excessive use of quotes that are sure to ensue in this review). I feel that in any other film year, Slumdog would have probably been nominated but certainly wouldn't have won the Oscar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And don't get me started on The Curious Case of Benjamin Button. Beautifully filmed? You bet. Some great acting performances (from Brad Pitt and Tilda Swindon)? Of course. What else? Not much. This movie to me was a story that was trying so hard to be Forest Gump (&lt;a href="http://www.scene-stealers.com/blogs/benjamin-button-forrest-gump/"&gt;and many have noted the similarities in the stories&lt;/a&gt;), but I am talking even more about the fact that BB tried SO hard to have quirky characters (like the two brothers on the ship that fought the second they got on land) that felt contrived. The characters in Forest Gump flowed well and were written well, and didn't feel forced. The other thing I just couldn't get over were the distracting and overacted (which shocked me considering it was Cate Blanchet, who can't do wrong typically) scenes with Cate Blanchet's character as an older woman in the hospital. I could go on for days, but I won't. It's one of the few movies I have ever seen that I couldn't even get through. I know there are a lot of people who did like it, but I am a script girl, and this one failed in that aspect, and thus lost me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even in 2009 so far, I haven't seen many films (other than Up! - and Pixar, I believe, is never going to do me wrong) that I felt excited about. I was even let down a bit by Harry Potter 6 (I liked it, but I liked the last movie better). So, needless to say, Bryan has had to all but drag me to the theatre anymore to see anything. That was the case today too with District 9 (which I actually WANTED to see).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I won't expand more on the plot other than what the trailer shows you, but I can say that I think it is one of the most original stories you will ever see. I also think it was the most different sci-fi and just film in general that I have seen in a long time. It was filmed in a documentary style, and the first five minutes create such a mystery. They describe how the aliens came, what District 9 is, introduce and tell us quite a bit about our lead male character, and let us know that he does something horrible. Something that those interviewed will never forgive him for. But they don't say what. That is the brilliance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also liked that the aliens were treated in a way that I (at least) have never seen before. Most alien movies the aliens are either friends or attacking us. In this movie, they are hostages. It's a sci-fi film that takes place in South Africa and makes some huge (and not hidden in any way) social commentary on what takes place in these slums, but I think that choosing aliens to show this is really inventive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to give a huge amount of accolades to Sharlto Copley, who I believe gave one of the best acting performances I have seen in a while. The range of emotion he had to show in this film is remarkable, and I am completely impressed with his performance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The effects were also amazing. I think that the gritty hand-held camera work helped to make the prawns (aliens) seem a little more blended into the scene. And the ship hangs over the city in a very ominous (but almost natural) way throughout the film.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the biggest criticisms I have read about this film is that the end turns into more of a shoot-em-up type movie, and I am not going to lie, it does. However, the first half is so incredibly intense, I feel that the filmmaker was almost helping the audience by doing this. It was almost a little bit of a release from such a tense beginning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would give this a recommendation to those of you that like sci-fi films and can deal with some gore. I will definitely be seeing it again. Until next time, happy viewing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844750646072301034-3753354672880624469?l=babeichfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babeichfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/3753354672880624469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844750646072301034&amp;postID=3753354672880624469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844750646072301034/posts/default/3753354672880624469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844750646072301034/posts/default/3753354672880624469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babeichfiles.blogspot.com/2009/08/district-9-and-rant-on-2008.html' title='District 9 and a rant on 2008'/><author><name>Babeich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07731807410131469604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SEw-r6_LgrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KhdU9bE4nn4/S220/Photo+18.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/Spm6QAbFm1I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/xDYobsZAdY0/s72-c/district9_200905111622.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844750646072301034.post-2303187956649409769</id><published>2009-02-20T16:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T16:31:03.648-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Embrace Change</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SZ9KshNWTqI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/xBN-HXxuRkA/s1600-h/moviewatcherblog_story1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 155px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SZ9KshNWTqI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/xBN-HXxuRkA/s320/moviewatcherblog_story1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305041014754791074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so I set a resolution for myself two weeks ago to see a new film in the THEATRE every week. Well, frankly, there isn't much I want to see in the theatre right now, so I am amending my resolution. It now stands that I am going to see a new film every week (be it on DVD or at the theatre). Last week I watched &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blade Runner&lt;/span&gt; (blog to come on that), and tonight I will be picking a new film at Blockbuster. One of my company's values is "Embrace Change" - so I am going to embrace this change. Get ready for some reviews!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844750646072301034-2303187956649409769?l=babeichfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babeichfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/2303187956649409769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844750646072301034&amp;postID=2303187956649409769' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844750646072301034/posts/default/2303187956649409769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844750646072301034/posts/default/2303187956649409769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babeichfiles.blogspot.com/2009/02/embrace-change.html' title='Embrace Change'/><author><name>Babeich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07731807410131469604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SEw-r6_LgrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KhdU9bE4nn4/S220/Photo+18.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SZ9KshNWTqI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/xBN-HXxuRkA/s72-c/moviewatcherblog_story1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844750646072301034.post-3286312482184736037</id><published>2009-02-11T20:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T20:45:36.927-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Toy Box: The Dude Abides</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SZOpZcVXSDI/AAAAAAAAAJs/T8lw2Lal8ts/s1600-h/BBP01020lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SZOpZcVXSDI/AAAAAAAAAJs/T8lw2Lal8ts/s320/BBP01020lg.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301767440912828466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am a huge Coen Brothers film fan. One of my favorites is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Big Lebowski. &lt;/span&gt;Bryan and I always joke that I am like The Dude (laid back and always buy rugs for our house that I say, and I quote "tie the whole room together") and Bryan is Walter (and often says "I'm calmer than you."). So, naturally, when I saw that there was a toy of The Dude, I HAD to have it. He comes complete with a caucasian, his rug, a carton of half and half, and a Ralph's Discount Card. He now resides in the library on my bookcase.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844750646072301034-3286312482184736037?l=babeichfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babeichfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/3286312482184736037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844750646072301034&amp;postID=3286312482184736037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844750646072301034/posts/default/3286312482184736037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844750646072301034/posts/default/3286312482184736037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babeichfiles.blogspot.com/2009/02/toy-box-dude-abides.html' title='The Toy Box: The Dude Abides'/><author><name>Babeich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07731807410131469604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SEw-r6_LgrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KhdU9bE4nn4/S220/Photo+18.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SZOpZcVXSDI/AAAAAAAAAJs/T8lw2Lal8ts/s72-c/BBP01020lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844750646072301034.post-2680514690365997712</id><published>2009-02-05T17:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T18:00:27.899-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year's Resolution: A Film a Week</title><content type='html'>Now those of you that know me know that I am not one to make New Year's Resolutions because I view them as goals I will never achieve. I am going to make a valiant effort this year to keep ONE resolution - see one movie, every week, in a theatre, preferably the Saturday matinee. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am a film buff, and although the theatre experience for me has become a dreadful thing (from teenagers laughing through dramatic scenes to the man who yelled "He's right behind you!" at the screen when I went to see &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;King Kong).&lt;/span&gt; If you ARE a film buff, the best way to enjoy film is in the theatre. So, I am going to suck it up, and by the end of the year, hopefully will have 47 new films under my belt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My first film of 2009 will be the incredibly dark and stunning stop-motion animated film &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Coraline&lt;/span&gt;, directed by Henry Selik (who directed &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Nightmare Before Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; and based on a story by &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;Neil Gaiman&lt;/span&gt;. With those two at the helm, I am sure I am in for a dark and twisted ride - OH - I forgot the best part - I get to see it in 3D!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, here's to 2009 and a year of happy viewing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SYuYPNXz95I/AAAAAAAAAJc/2uka7pt0oLs/s1600-h/coralineposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 293px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SYuYPNXz95I/AAAAAAAAAJc/2uka7pt0oLs/s400/coralineposter.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299496773586515858" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8844750646072301034-2680514690365997712?l=babeichfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babeichfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/2680514690365997712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844750646072301034&amp;postID=2680514690365997712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844750646072301034/posts/default/2680514690365997712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844750646072301034/posts/default/2680514690365997712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babeichfiles.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-years-resolution-film-week.html' title='New Year&apos;s Resolution: A Film a Week'/><author><name>Babeich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07731807410131469604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SEw-r6_LgrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KhdU9bE4nn4/S220/Photo+18.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SYuYPNXz95I/AAAAAAAAAJc/2uka7pt0oLs/s72-c/coralineposter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844750646072301034.post-8757148497758264741</id><published>2009-01-30T11:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T11:36:55.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you voted for me change is on the way, know it!</title><content type='html'>So, on The Office last night, Michael Scott commented that when he discovered YouTube he didn't work for FIVE days and just watched Cookie Monster sing Chocolate Rain all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am having a similar problem - I CANNOT stop watching this. It's hysterical!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8PqI12R8YNU"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8PqI12R8YNU&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844750646072301034-8757148497758264741?l=babeichfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babeichfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/8757148497758264741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844750646072301034&amp;postID=8757148497758264741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844750646072301034/posts/default/8757148497758264741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844750646072301034/posts/default/8757148497758264741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babeichfiles.blogspot.com/2009/01/if-you-voted-for-me-change-is-on-way.html' title='If you voted for me change is on the way, know it!'/><author><name>Babeich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07731807410131469604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SEw-r6_LgrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KhdU9bE4nn4/S220/Photo+18.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844750646072301034.post-1866761107189512440</id><published>2009-01-19T13:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T13:39:34.875-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Healthier 2009 - Step 1</title><content type='html'>Switch from this (chemicals are bad, mmmkay):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SXTyrfvA00I/AAAAAAAAAJE/z7LWe-1uTNQ/s1600-h/sweet-n-low-front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293122291134157634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 153px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SXTyrfvA00I/AAAAAAAAAJE/z7LWe-1uTNQ/s320/sweet-n-low-front.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To this (&lt;a href="http://www.truvia.com/"&gt;made from a leaf&lt;/a&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SXTyrahv6QI/AAAAAAAAAJM/LbgPm7XqkD8/s1600-h/large_truvia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293122289736345858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SXTyrahv6QI/AAAAAAAAAJM/LbgPm7XqkD8/s320/large_truvia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844750646072301034-1866761107189512440?l=babeichfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babeichfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/1866761107189512440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844750646072301034&amp;postID=1866761107189512440' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844750646072301034/posts/default/1866761107189512440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844750646072301034/posts/default/1866761107189512440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babeichfiles.blogspot.com/2009/01/healthier-2009-step-1.html' title='A Healthier 2009 - Step 1'/><author><name>Babeich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07731807410131469604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SEw-r6_LgrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KhdU9bE4nn4/S220/Photo+18.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SXTyrfvA00I/AAAAAAAAAJE/z7LWe-1uTNQ/s72-c/sweet-n-low-front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844750646072301034.post-7039143863745120174</id><published>2009-01-18T19:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T20:01:18.352-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jenny's Film Pick: Slumdog Millionaire</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SXP6aRvtzGI/AAAAAAAAAI8/CNQWNA7giRQ/s1600-h/slumdogposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 277px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SXP6aRvtzGI/AAAAAAAAAI8/CNQWNA7giRQ/s320/slumdogposter.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292849316437544034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally saw &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Slumdog Millionaire&lt;/span&gt; after solid recommendations from two people who I trust completely with having good taste in film - &lt;a href="http://wesmanden.blogspot.com/"&gt;Wes Johnson&lt;/a&gt; (who is an incredible visual artist in both &lt;a href="http://www.wesjohnsonphoto.com/"&gt;photography&lt;/a&gt; and film), and Anita Hildreth (who I work with). It is a film that about 30 minutes in, I wasn't sure I would like in the end. It was raw and harsh, but when it ended, I loved it, and the more I think about it, and talk to Bryan about it, the better it becomes.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One thing that I loved about this film is that I went into it knowing little to nothing about the story - and I highly recommend doing so if you haven't looked into it already. Why am I happy about this? It is so rare anymore that one can go to a film without having seen dozens of trailers for said film, and thus knowing a good bit about what the plot is going to be, and what impression one will get upon viewing. So, any chance I can get to go into a film in this manner, I will take it and run with it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, what can I tell you? I can say that you should see it if you can take films that aren't all sunshine and rainbows. I can say that this film is intense, and beautifully filmed. I can say the editing of the story is brilliant, and incredibly enjoyable (as well as the acting and cinematography). I can say that the film can provide you with intense post-viewing discussions of poverty, gangs, money, and love. I can also say that one of the most brilliant things about this film is that it could take place anywhere - the themes are universal - but it happens to take place in India. Finally, I can say that you should stick with the film through the hardships to its main character, as the destination is worth the trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you have seen this film and enjoyed it as I did, I would like to recommend that you view &lt;a href="http://monsoonwedding.indiatimes.com/"&gt;Monsoon Wedding&lt;/a&gt;. It is much lighter, but a wonderful film and I guarantee that you will love it as much as I do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time, happy viewing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844750646072301034-7039143863745120174?l=babeichfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babeichfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/7039143863745120174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844750646072301034&amp;postID=7039143863745120174' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844750646072301034/posts/default/7039143863745120174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844750646072301034/posts/default/7039143863745120174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babeichfiles.blogspot.com/2009/01/jennys-film-pick-slumdog-millionaire.html' title='Jenny&apos;s Film Pick: Slumdog Millionaire'/><author><name>Babeich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07731807410131469604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SEw-r6_LgrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KhdU9bE4nn4/S220/Photo+18.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SXP6aRvtzGI/AAAAAAAAAI8/CNQWNA7giRQ/s72-c/slumdogposter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844750646072301034.post-1120191450609364212</id><published>2009-01-17T20:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T21:00:48.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends, Food, and Futurama</title><content type='html'>Tonight I had my maid of honor, and best friend, Amy over for a day of noshing and Futurama watching. It's just another day where I feel lucky to have the life I do.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Menu:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mini roasted pepper and goat cheese pizzas&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Homemade salsa, french onion dip, and chips&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chive cream cheese croissants&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Strawberries and bananas with chocolate ganache&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lemon cupcakes with whipped frosting&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I am ending the night with a few extra cupcakes, a Diet Coke, and Season 4 of The Office. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SXK21WFZ4QI/AAAAAAAAAIA/tvBDs-C9dUY/s1600-h/futurama_bender_big_score.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 147px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SXK21WFZ4QI/AAAAAAAAAIA/tvBDs-C9dUY/s200/futurama_bender_big_score.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292493539691323650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SXK21dVl7gI/AAAAAAAAAH4/joRZgM5gJWY/s1600-h/m_5d66b0846736b2485535b4181c1977d7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 170px; height: 164px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SXK21dVl7gI/AAAAAAAAAH4/joRZgM5gJWY/s200/m_5d66b0846736b2485535b4181c1977d7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292493541638270466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SXK21CdMBOI/AAAAAAAAAHw/yslv7Yfi2SY/s1600-h/DSCN0211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SXK21CdMBOI/AAAAAAAAAHw/yslv7Yfi2SY/s200/DSCN0211.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292493534422369506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844750646072301034-1120191450609364212?l=babeichfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babeichfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/1120191450609364212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844750646072301034&amp;postID=1120191450609364212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844750646072301034/posts/default/1120191450609364212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844750646072301034/posts/default/1120191450609364212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babeichfiles.blogspot.com/2009/01/friends-food-and-futurama.html' title='Friends, Food, and Futurama'/><author><name>Babeich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07731807410131469604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SEw-r6_LgrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KhdU9bE4nn4/S220/Photo+18.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SXK21WFZ4QI/AAAAAAAAAIA/tvBDs-C9dUY/s72-c/futurama_bender_big_score.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844750646072301034.post-8408258951512188221</id><published>2009-01-14T19:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T19:54:16.749-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Toy Box: Sweeney Todd?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SW6w_YzBzQI/AAAAAAAAAHo/2pZNXfFT9fU/s1600-h/41S%2BJdqV83L._SL500_AA280_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SW6w_YzBzQI/AAAAAAAAAHo/2pZNXfFT9fU/s200/41S%2BJdqV83L._SL500_AA280_.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291361215241637122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those of you that know me know that I love me some toys. In 3-5 business days I will be the proud owner of the Sweeney Todd Bearbrick set above (how could I NOT get a Sweeney Todd toy?). My favorite place for toys? Red Hot Robot - it is owned by a former McMurry-ite, and it is the coolest store. It is located at 7th Ave. &amp;amp; Camelback here in Phoenix. Support local businesses and either head on down there, or visit the Web site at &lt;a href="http://www.redhotrobot.net/"&gt;www.redhotrobot.net&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844750646072301034-8408258951512188221?l=babeichfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babeichfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/8408258951512188221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844750646072301034&amp;postID=8408258951512188221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844750646072301034/posts/default/8408258951512188221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844750646072301034/posts/default/8408258951512188221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babeichfiles.blogspot.com/2009/01/toy-box-sweeney-todd.html' title='The Toy Box: Sweeney Todd?'/><author><name>Babeich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07731807410131469604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SEw-r6_LgrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KhdU9bE4nn4/S220/Photo+18.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SW6w_YzBzQI/AAAAAAAAAHo/2pZNXfFT9fU/s72-c/41S%2BJdqV83L._SL500_AA280_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844750646072301034.post-6221962135602506715</id><published>2009-01-10T12:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T12:35:21.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Recipe Box: Easy Salsa</title><content type='html'>This recipe is courtesy of Jenn (the QUEEN of salsas):&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;1/2 onion&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 can diced tomatoes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 can Rotel (you can pick the spicy level you prefer)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1/2 can diced jalapenos (or one diced fresh jalapeno)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1/2 can diced green chiles&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 tbs minced garlic (or if you're me, 3 heaping tbs)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Salt &amp;amp; Pepper&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lime juice (which I often forget and its still good)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cilantro (you can leave this out if you don't care for it, or load up if you do)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Directions:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Put all ingredients in a food processor and blend until thorougly mixed. Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SWkFzzjJVvI/AAAAAAAAAHY/uVTGdY9rvok/s1600-h/DSCN0184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SWkFzzjJVvI/AAAAAAAAAHY/uVTGdY9rvok/s200/DSCN0184.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289765624892446450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SWkFzGGuFJI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/KIobspwaqeY/s1600-h/DSCN0191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SWkFzGGuFJI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/KIobspwaqeY/s200/DSCN0191.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289765612693623954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SWkFy48q4nI/AAAAAAAAAHI/wc5eqQExn4c/s1600-h/DSCN0189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SWkFy48q4nI/AAAAAAAAAHI/wc5eqQExn4c/s200/DSCN0189.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289765609161810546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SWkEj0EGCLI/AAAAAAAAAHA/S690S3gn2Ak/s1600-h/DSCN0187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SWkEj0EGCLI/AAAAAAAAAHA/S690S3gn2Ak/s200/DSCN0187.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289764250641107122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SWkF0FowUrI/AAAAAAAAAHg/15cXOkNA12Y/s1600-h/DSCN0185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SWkF0FowUrI/AAAAAAAAAHg/15cXOkNA12Y/s200/DSCN0185.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289765629747810994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SWkEjWiJJhI/AAAAAAAAAG4/3C9m-LnQPh8/s1600-h/DSCN0192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SWkEjWiJJhI/AAAAAAAAAG4/3C9m-LnQPh8/s200/DSCN0192.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289764242714076690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SWkEiyVDXFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/6r0qKeA2-4k/s1600-h/DSCN0193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SWkEiyVDXFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/6r0qKeA2-4k/s200/DSCN0193.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289764232995494994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844750646072301034-6221962135602506715?l=babeichfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babeichfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/6221962135602506715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844750646072301034&amp;postID=6221962135602506715' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844750646072301034/posts/default/6221962135602506715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844750646072301034/posts/default/6221962135602506715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babeichfiles.blogspot.com/2009/01/recipe-box-easy-salsa.html' title='The Recipe Box: Easy Salsa'/><author><name>Babeich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07731807410131469604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SEw-r6_LgrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KhdU9bE4nn4/S220/Photo+18.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SWkFzzjJVvI/AAAAAAAAAHY/uVTGdY9rvok/s72-c/DSCN0184.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844750646072301034.post-7459997747918889416</id><published>2009-01-08T19:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T20:24:03.301-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Lyndsay - Penny Lane Babich</title><content type='html'>By popular request (aka Lyndsay Johnson of the excellent blog &lt;a href="http://www.lyndsayj.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lyndsay and the Johnsons&lt;/a&gt;), here are some pictures of Penny, our newest family member (as of Halloween):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SWbBLucSQKI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Zl7hnp2kywg/s1600-h/s1199553530_30269295_386.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 87px; height: 130px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SWbBLucSQKI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Zl7hnp2kywg/s200/s1199553530_30269295_386.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289127219582615714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SWbBLyMWfGI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/gOCuj1RSOos/s1600-h/s1199553530_30269312_6417.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 87px; height: 130px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SWbBLyMWfGI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/gOCuj1RSOos/s200/s1199553530_30269312_6417.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289127220589526114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SWbBMHhQzDI/AAAAAAAAAGY/IPhvnDK-Ul0/s1600-h/s1199553530_30269313_7632.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 87px; height: 130px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SWbBMHhQzDI/AAAAAAAAAGY/IPhvnDK-Ul0/s200/s1199553530_30269313_7632.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289127226314378290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SWbBMeahNSI/AAAAAAAAAGg/rXXxftjj6I8/s1600-h/DSCN0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SWbBMeahNSI/AAAAAAAAAGg/rXXxftjj6I8/s200/DSCN0005.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289127232460109090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844750646072301034-7459997747918889416?l=babeichfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babeichfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/7459997747918889416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844750646072301034&amp;postID=7459997747918889416' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844750646072301034/posts/default/7459997747918889416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844750646072301034/posts/default/7459997747918889416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babeichfiles.blogspot.com/2009/01/for-lyndsay-penny-lane-babich.html' title='For Lyndsay - Penny Lane Babich'/><author><name>Babeich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07731807410131469604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SEw-r6_LgrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KhdU9bE4nn4/S220/Photo+18.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SWbBLucSQKI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Zl7hnp2kywg/s72-c/s1199553530_30269295_386.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844750646072301034.post-1608300830419882381</id><published>2009-01-08T18:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T19:10:55.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. &amp; Mrs. Randy &amp; Mary Luster - January 3, 2009</title><content type='html'>My dad and my stepmom got married last Saturday, January 3, 2009. They have been together for SEVEN years. I couldn't ask for a better stepmom. She is amazing and has been a real rock during some of our family's rougher times. She brings with her my stepsister, Aarika, and my stepbrother, Zack who are also awesome. Aarika has the amazing ability of getting anyone to do whatever she wants. She is my hero because of this. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also got an amazing extended family because of this. Mary, my stepmom, has an amazing set of sisters and brothers in Wisconsin, who have come to visit on many occasions. Her mom is the best of all. I have NEVER seen her get mad, and upon arriving in Vegas, she hugged me and directed me to "call her grandma from now on." I couldn't be luckier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, last week, we all descended on Vegas for a celebration of the nuptuals of Mary and my dad. It was the most fun trip I have ever taken to Vegas. But it didn't start out that way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We spent our first day here: (in the lobby of Paris)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SWa3muzsj0I/AAAAAAAAAEY/cLppqsBskIw/s1600-h/DSCN0130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SWa3muzsj0I/AAAAAAAAAEY/cLppqsBskIw/s200/DSCN0130.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289116688420998978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why did we spend a whole day in the lobby? Well, to be helpful, Mary's sister arranged for all of our rooms to be on the same floor when she arrived. At 4pm, our rooms were still not ready, and after asking 4 times, we were not offered any solutions, and were treated with short sticatto pissy responses everytime we asked. DO NOT ever stay at Paris. Every interaction with their staff (with the exception of the girls in the lounge and the wedding staff) was frustrating to the point of ridiculousness. They are the model of BAD customer service. The shocking thing is that I have stayed there before, as has Mary, and this service was completely opposite of what we had received before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the other hand, the &lt;a href="http://www.planethollywoodresort.com/"&gt;Planet Hollywood Casino&lt;/a&gt; was fabulous. It isn't too "themed" and just looks like a hip place to hang out. Next time I go to Vegas, I am staying there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SWa6Ll9kbwI/AAAAAAAAAEg/WKKRqtBJahI/s1600-h/plancasinofull.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SWa6Ll9kbwI/AAAAAAAAAEg/WKKRqtBJahI/s200/plancasinofull.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289119520724905730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is Bryan after winning $160 (we subsequently lost it in the same machine the next day - c'est Vegas).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SWa6e9chHKI/AAAAAAAAAEo/c3EJJQbF6ls/s1600-h/DSCN0149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SWa6e9chHKI/AAAAAAAAAEo/c3EJJQbF6ls/s200/DSCN0149.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289119853446241442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day of the wedding, we started with a breakfast buffet at Planet Hollywood (where Aarika was dared to eat about a whole scoop of soft-serve ice cream, and failed).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SWa7fEsyBlI/AAAAAAAAAEw/lQg5rBQz2LA/s1600-h/DSCN0150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SWa7fEsyBlI/AAAAAAAAAEw/lQg5rBQz2LA/s200/DSCN0150.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289120954905134674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We then spent the afternoon gaming at Gameworks with Zack, and eating sushi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SWa7fn9Ab_I/AAAAAAAAAE4/De8BnY9ftCs/s1600-h/DSCN0151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SWa7fn9Ab_I/AAAAAAAAAE4/De8BnY9ftCs/s200/DSCN0151.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289120964368429042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And ended the day with the wedding (me &amp;amp; Bryan, the happy couple, me &amp;amp; my dad, and the couple heading out of Paris) Oh, if you like my awesome coral necklace, you can find more work from the designer Laura Marlowe (who I work with) &lt;a href="http://www.marlowedesigns.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SWa93OOtn_I/AAAAAAAAAFg/DwuTq8lamho/s1600-h/DSCN0152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SWa93OOtn_I/AAAAAAAAAFg/DwuTq8lamho/s200/DSCN0152.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289123568803487730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SWa9IzAIHDI/AAAAAAAAAFI/QTX0m3Xiyho/s1600-h/DSCN0154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SWa9IzAIHDI/AAAAAAAAAFI/QTX0m3Xiyho/s200/DSCN0154.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289122771220569138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SWa9JFgPeYI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/pN9sBEsCi1U/s1600-h/DSCN0155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SWa9JFgPeYI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/pN9sBEsCi1U/s200/DSCN0155.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289122776187107714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SWa9JneUvnI/AAAAAAAAAFY/HNx87Ygo8-M/s1600-h/DSCN0156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SWa9JneUvnI/AAAAAAAAAFY/HNx87Ygo8-M/s200/DSCN0156.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289122785305869938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We then went to The Palm at Ceasar's Palace for dinner and it was so wonderful. I had a filet Oscar style (with asparagus, bernaise sauce and crab meat), Aarika and I demanded three cheese potatoes at our end of the table, and we had a delicious desert of white wedding cake with bavarian cream filling. The meal was perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SWa94Ixp0oI/AAAAAAAAAFw/_IrJxmtymm8/s1600-h/DSCN0160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SWa94Ixp0oI/AAAAAAAAAFw/_IrJxmtymm8/s200/DSCN0160.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289123584519295618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SWa93t308pI/AAAAAAAAAFo/-9wReYv3sSo/s1600-h/DSCN0158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SWa93t308pI/AAAAAAAAAFo/-9wReYv3sSo/s200/DSCN0158.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289123577297433234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SWa--bJ9UVI/AAAAAAAAAF4/XoUxhWY8qjQ/s1600-h/DSCN0164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SWa--bJ9UVI/AAAAAAAAAF4/XoUxhWY8qjQ/s200/DSCN0164.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289124792043917650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SWa--79-RDI/AAAAAAAAAGA/fC3_O174eWA/s1600-h/DSCN0165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SWa--79-RDI/AAAAAAAAAGA/fC3_O174eWA/s200/DSCN0165.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289124800852018226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Congratulations to my dad and Mary!&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/8844750646072301034-1608300830419882381?l=babeichfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babeichfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/1608300830419882381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844750646072301034&amp;postID=1608300830419882381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844750646072301034/posts/default/1608300830419882381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844750646072301034/posts/default/1608300830419882381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babeichfiles.blogspot.com/2009/01/mr-mrs-randy-mary-luster-january-3-2009.html' title='Mr. &amp; Mrs. Randy &amp; Mary Luster - January 3, 2009'/><author><name>Babeich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07731807410131469604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SEw-r6_LgrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KhdU9bE4nn4/S220/Photo+18.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SWa3muzsj0I/AAAAAAAAAEY/cLppqsBskIw/s72-c/DSCN0130.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844750646072301034.post-5317422423678408014</id><published>2008-12-30T18:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T19:49:31.081-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jenny Cubed</title><content type='html'>Jeff Foxworthy says that if you give him a Redneck's t-shirt collection, he can tell you their favorite sports team, NASCAR driver, etc. I also noticed that you can tell a lot about someone by the bumper stickers on their car. But what about someone's cubical? I really think that this small space - where a person spends 8 plus hours a day - can really say a lot about that person. The decorations, or lack thereof, speaks volumes. So, in today's blog, I am going to let you get to know a little bit more about me through my cube. Let's go!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SVrcvIzqNkI/AAAAAAAAACw/Q4VZtByfPJM/s1600-h/Pirates.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SVrcvIzqNkI/AAAAAAAAACw/Q4VZtByfPJM/s200/Pirates.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285779815048820290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Right in front of me, on my monitor stand, is my collection of pirates. Starting on the left we have the Captain Hook I purchased when &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Peter Pan&lt;/span&gt; was released on DVD, my little captain that was on Scott's birthday cake two years ago, and two pirates I got as "desk decorations" at our "Treasure Island" themed Celebr8ion my first year at McMurry. And finally, my Pansy the Pirate pin, designed by one of my favorite fun artists - Queenie (&lt;a href="http://www.pocketfullofposiez.com/"&gt;pocketfullofposiez.com&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Below that we have my pink and purple bug sent to me by our Minute Taking Workshop leader, Rhonda Scharf as a Halloween gift (she sent it along with the workshop surveys). There is also a whistle (which our VP gave to us, and we decided to blow when stressed - because frankly, the sound is so pathetic, you can't help but laugh - thus eliminating the stress). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The dreidel is a newer purchase, and came with a duplicate dreidel, which sits on my co-worker, April's, desk. During the day, when we need a little break, we spin the dreidels at our desks until we get matching sides. I know it's not the "proper" way to play dreidel, but it's fun nonetheless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's move on to the wall above my computer:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SVreVq4yf_I/AAAAAAAAAC4/vPVVJTm0PjU/s1600-h/HP+Poster.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SVreVq4yf_I/AAAAAAAAAC4/vPVVJTm0PjU/s200/HP+Poster.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285781576543797234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a Harry Potter poster that commemorated the release of the sixth book (as I learned via the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Series of Unfortunate Events&lt;/span&gt; this is the "penultimate" book - or the next to last). I got this when I went to the HP release party at my old store manager's new store in Gilbert. We got lightning fake tattoos on our foreheads, made wands, and had a great time waiting for the book to be released. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ON the poster is a Captain Morgan label with my boss' (Jenn's) face on it that we made for April's desk for her birthday. I also have notes with the dial-in numbers for our audio conferences, our tax ID number, and the prices of a subscription package deal we had two years ago (so, that's useful).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moving on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SVrgsI6gl-I/AAAAAAAAADA/rvZpSo78HkY/s1600-h/Shrute+Buck.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SVrgsI6gl-I/AAAAAAAAADA/rvZpSo78HkY/s200/Shrute+Buck.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285784161584453602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a Schrute Buck. If you watch &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Office&lt;/span&gt;, then you know what this is, and that it is worth 1/1000 of a cent. If you don't watch &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Office&lt;/span&gt; you can experience the brilliance that is Dwight  &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F1Pfk9-JSp4"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. And thanks to Liz Hitchens (the old April) for this. I miss you, Liz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SVrgsvtBQ4I/AAAAAAAAADI/12V3vapl6SM/s1600-h/Ledge+of+Characters.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SVrgsvtBQ4I/AAAAAAAAADI/12V3vapl6SM/s200/Ledge+of+Characters.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285784171996857218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my "Ledge of Stuff." The Disney character figures I got on my honeymoon in Disney World. The Danish flag is from Lyndsay. She and Wes went on a trip to Denmark when I first started at McMurry (Wes went on a mission there and fell in love with it). I also got chocolate, but I ate that pretty fast, thus it's not in this picture (because that was three years ago). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The car is a mystery, but the two "faces" on diamonds in front of it are prizes from a Cracker Jacks box (when we used to have Cracker Jacks at McMurry). If you refold them into squares, you can see Abraham Lincoln and Thomas Jefferson as kids. I know...pretty freakin' amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SVrkPpahTQI/AAAAAAAAADY/ItTGlerqPWA/s1600-h/ESC+Certified.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SVrkPpahTQI/AAAAAAAAADY/ItTGlerqPWA/s200/ESC+Certified.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285788070138957058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am ESC Certified - thanks to Lyndsay. I know you're jealous! ;) ESC is Extra Special Cool and this certificate is the result of our collective love for &lt;a href="http://www.homestarrunner.com/sbemail.html"&gt;Strong Bad e-mails&lt;/a&gt;. Every day after lunch Lyndsay and I would gather 'round Jenn's computer and watch the latest installment. My favorite is "Pop-up Book" and Jenn's favorite was "Technology," and so our certifications have lines from those episodes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SVrkPAQHPaI/AAAAAAAAADQ/lrFPMA-dX-0/s1600-h/Cherry+Cordial+Kisses.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SVrkPAQHPaI/AAAAAAAAADQ/lrFPMA-dX-0/s200/Cherry+Cordial+Kisses.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285788059089452450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because it's McMurry, there is food around all the time. Most of the time, any food around me is my own fault. My current treat of choice? Cherry Cordial Hershey Kisses. Yum!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE toys - and thanks to Amy Wimmer, and Jason's store, &lt;a href="http://www.redhotrobot.net/"&gt;Red Hot Robot&lt;/a&gt;, I own more than ever. Below are some of my favorites from my collection:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SVroS7I5XpI/AAAAAAAAADw/-mazyJsqciI/s1600-h/Bossy+Bear.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SVroS7I5XpI/AAAAAAAAADw/-mazyJsqciI/s200/Bossy+Bear.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285792524482993810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SVroShXoR8I/AAAAAAAAADo/0hbOGk8HkYA/s1600-h/Moozerella.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SVroShXoR8I/AAAAAAAAADo/0hbOGk8HkYA/s200/Moozerella.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285792517565466562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SVroSETl_OI/AAAAAAAAADg/mwQ9tORUWCk/s1600-h/Pirates+and+Simpsons.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SVroSETl_OI/AAAAAAAAADg/mwQ9tORUWCk/s200/Pirates+and+Simpsons.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285792509763910882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My co-worker and friend April bought me the magnet for Christmas. Those that know the story behind it know it's a perfect representation of the "Negligent Jenny" image that inspired the rap. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SVrpFQjW0CI/AAAAAAAAAD4/K_roRbtv2z0/s1600-h/Title+and+Magnet.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SVrpFQjW0CI/AAAAAAAAAD4/K_roRbtv2z0/s200/Title+and+Magnet.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285793389224579106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Below is my medal for finishing the P.F. Chang's Rock and Roll Half Marathon (13.2 miles) in less than 4 hours. I walked this with my good friend Sonia in January 2008. I will never do it again, but I am so happy that Sonia talked me into it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SVrqZ0xBF2I/AAAAAAAAAEA/ZLC4HjX3l3k/s1600-h/Half+Marathon+Medal.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SVrqZ0xBF2I/AAAAAAAAAEA/ZLC4HjX3l3k/s200/Half+Marathon+Medal.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285794842054563682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Urban flash cards. These have gone from Lyndsay (who bought them) to Kara (who is gone) to me. Me and the girls (Tara and April) rotate them out each week. It's totally improving our vocab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SVrqa4AcL9I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/3gin4gw2IAo/s1600-h/Urban+Slang+Card.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SVrqa4AcL9I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/3gin4gw2IAo/s200/Urban+Slang+Card.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285794860104429522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, if you thought Bryan was creative before from my Christmas blog, you haven't seen anything yet. My first Christmas gift was the Minnie Tennenbaum drawing below (on our first Halloween I dressed up as Margot Tennenbaum), and a Christmas gift from a few years ago - a Bryan' designed and printed Wonka Bar wrapper. He even remembered the flavor I would get if they actually existed - Fudgemallow Delight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SVrqabo2JEI/AAAAAAAAAEI/nG0e9xUiCDY/s1600-h/Bryan%27s+Gifts.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SVrqabo2JEI/AAAAAAAAAEI/nG0e9xUiCDY/s200/Bryan%27s+Gifts.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285794852489274434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that's it. The longest blog ever, and a tour of my very full desk. So, what did you learn about me? :)&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/8844750646072301034-5317422423678408014?l=babeichfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babeichfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/5317422423678408014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844750646072301034&amp;postID=5317422423678408014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844750646072301034/posts/default/5317422423678408014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844750646072301034/posts/default/5317422423678408014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babeichfiles.blogspot.com/2008/12/jenny-cubed.html' title='Jenny Cubed'/><author><name>Babeich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07731807410131469604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SEw-r6_LgrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KhdU9bE4nn4/S220/Photo+18.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SVrcvIzqNkI/AAAAAAAAACw/Q4VZtByfPJM/s72-c/Pirates.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844750646072301034.post-1117954897704394686</id><published>2008-12-29T20:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T21:12:36.921-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn you Jessica Simpson!</title><content type='html'>So, I bought a pair of Jessica Simpson black patent-leather pumps that were so cute...so cute I am not even going to post a picture. Why? Because they would have fit better if I didn't have a pinky toe, so I decided, against my own girly judgement, to take them back.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luckily for Jessica Simpson, the guy at Nordstrom found three really cute pairs of shoes to replace the one pair I took back:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vanity in Red (which I got to take with me):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SVmqvOQsi6I/AAAAAAAAACg/M7eJBgn4cPE/s1600-h/_5749157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 195px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SVmqvOQsi6I/AAAAAAAAACg/M7eJBgn4cPE/s200/_5749157.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285443365954685858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vanity in Purple (which I had to order and have shipped to me):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SVmqvNMK52I/AAAAAAAAACY/dM6FnLLUiXs/s1600-h/_5749156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 195px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SVmqvNMK52I/AAAAAAAAACY/dM6FnLLUiXs/s200/_5749156.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285443365667268450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the "Classic Pump" (again - had to order):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SVmqu5ZDsTI/AAAAAAAAACQ/T8V2BcYUYxE/s1600-h/_5638076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 195px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SVmqu5ZDsTI/AAAAAAAAACQ/T8V2BcYUYxE/s200/_5638076.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285443360352612658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So - they are all adorable, and the red and purple ones have cool multi-colored heels. I am excited to wear the red ones when I venture to Vegas this week for my dad's wedding (more to come on that).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How can I wear shoes like this in Vegas?? Let me tell you about my new best friend - FootPetals (&lt;a href="http://www.footpetals.com/"&gt;www.footpetals.com&lt;/a&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SVmscAxOLjI/AAAAAAAAACo/M3nJfr8_x7M/s1600-h/killer-kushionz2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SVmscAxOLjI/AAAAAAAAACo/M3nJfr8_x7M/s200/killer-kushionz2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285445234938752562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These little beauties go in your shoes and are SO comfortable, so I have big plans to buy many more uncomfortable shoes. Above are the Killer Kushionz, and I also bought the Heavenly Heels which go on the back of your shoe to help fight of blisters. Look out Nordstrom - here I come! (And damn you Jessica Simpson - I am probably going to give you more money!)&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/8844750646072301034-1117954897704394686?l=babeichfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babeichfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/1117954897704394686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844750646072301034&amp;postID=1117954897704394686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844750646072301034/posts/default/1117954897704394686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844750646072301034/posts/default/1117954897704394686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babeichfiles.blogspot.com/2008/12/damn-you-jessica-simpson.html' title='Damn you Jessica Simpson!'/><author><name>Babeich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07731807410131469604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SEw-r6_LgrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KhdU9bE4nn4/S220/Photo+18.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SVmqvOQsi6I/AAAAAAAAACg/M7eJBgn4cPE/s72-c/_5749157.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844750646072301034.post-8170533730692388961</id><published>2008-12-28T14:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T14:23:54.034-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Name is Jenny, and I am addicted to The Dark Knight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SVf6Ow1gTWI/AAAAAAAAACI/0y1lEaQFPYE/s1600-h/2008_the_dark_knight_002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SVf6Ow1gTWI/AAAAAAAAACI/0y1lEaQFPYE/s200/2008_the_dark_knight_002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284967819276995938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It isn't very often that I can watch a movie several times in a row and be thirsty for more, and when I find a movie like that, it's frankly very exciting. Over the past three days, I have watched &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Dark Knight&lt;/span&gt; on our new Blu-Ray player (I finally gave in and got one) FIVE times. And right now, all I want to do is watch it again. I think I need to find a support group for this.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The more I watch it, the more I appreciate the brilliance of Heath Ledger's performance, and the more I hope that he does win every supporting actor award there is to win. He is not only amazing, but he had to follow Jack Nicholson's Joker, and to not only fill those shoes, but run a record time marathon in them, is a huge feat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The think I like most about this film is the conversations you can have about it. There are a lot of interesting concepts in the movie about crime, the citizen that stands against criminals (and thus breaks some laws in the process), an villain with no motivation, and all sorts of social "experiments." I think the biggest question I have is if Batman can really be considered a superhero if he has no super powers. I guess the same could be asked of Iron Man. These questions are to be argued by those much more well-read in the genre of comics than I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I will end this by saying that I highly recommend this film, and I am probably going to watch it again.......now.&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/8844750646072301034-8170533730692388961?l=babeichfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babeichfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/8170533730692388961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844750646072301034&amp;postID=8170533730692388961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844750646072301034/posts/default/8170533730692388961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844750646072301034/posts/default/8170533730692388961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babeichfiles.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-name-is-jenny-and-i-am-addicted-to.html' title='My Name is Jenny, and I am addicted to The Dark Knight'/><author><name>Babeich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07731807410131469604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SEw-r6_LgrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KhdU9bE4nn4/S220/Photo+18.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SVf6Ow1gTWI/AAAAAAAAACI/0y1lEaQFPYE/s72-c/2008_the_dark_knight_002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844750646072301034.post-4547451571312668731</id><published>2008-12-25T00:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T22:48:45.799-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Most Wonderful Time of the Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SVR6Wu5-AtI/AAAAAAAAABY/yUGiHbvRMys/s1600-h/DSCN0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SVR6Wu5-AtI/AAAAAAAAABY/yUGiHbvRMys/s200/DSCN0009.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283982793779315410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 11:25 p.m. on Christmas Day, and I am sitting on my couch, eating peanut butter blossoms, drinking a Diet Coke, watching &lt;i&gt;Love Actually&lt;/i&gt;, and savoring a perfect Christmas.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday evening, Bryan and I headed to his parents house for our traditional Christmas Eve dinner and present exchange with his family. This year was especially satisfying because Bryan's sister Jessica is back in town - and having her back makes me realize how the holidays were not the same without her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bryan's mom, Anne, did a WONDERFUL job decorating the house. When we walked in we were greeted with the warm glow of white Christmas lights in the entryway, the sweet smoky smell of candles, and visions of red cheery Santas mixed within the green of the Christmas tree. We had chicken enchiladas and a salad for dinner, and chocolate chip ice cream and peanut butter cookies for dessert. I had a 20-minute conversation with Bryan's brother, Erik, about &lt;i&gt;The Real Housewives of Orange County&lt;/i&gt;, and we heard tales surrounding the four times Erik has had to call 911 in his life (which were truly entertaining and resulted in a lot of warm laughter in the dining room).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bryan and I got gift certificates, candles, and spices, and Penny got more toys than she knows what to do with. Even Erik got Penny a gift - three bags of treats. She is one happy girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We ended the night there with &lt;i&gt;Iron Man&lt;/i&gt;, and the beginning of the &lt;i&gt;Christmas Story&lt;/i&gt; marathon on TBS. Around midnight we headed to my dad's so that we could spend Christmas morning with his family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we arrived we were again greeted with the glow of Christmas lights, and not a creature was stirring...except Aarika, who was up wrapping gifts. After a "long winter's nap," we awoke to waffles and bacon, and Zack chomping at the bit to open gifts. We now have a Blu-Ray player and I have a new camera. We also all got puzzle ornaments, and had a contest to see who could put them together the fastest. Again - lots of laughs were involved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, after breakfast and chatting, we headed home, welcomed my mom, and baked cookies all day. After a dinner of ham, sweet potatoes, and some veggies, we watched &lt;i&gt;The Dark Knight&lt;/i&gt; (our first Blu-Ray disc), and exchanged our gifts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bryan drew a picture of me in the "waking life" style that he has one other art in - it is amazing. I am the luckiest girl in the world!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Christmas everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SVR7ccGmWgI/AAAAAAAAACA/TKby0gF8als/s1600-h/DSCN0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SVR7ccGmWgI/AAAAAAAAACA/TKby0gF8als/s200/DSCN0020.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283983991322860034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SVR7cCcQCII/AAAAAAAAAB4/1Ba-oMTIpMI/s1600-h/DSCN0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SVR7cCcQCII/AAAAAAAAAB4/1Ba-oMTIpMI/s200/DSCN0017.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283983984434350210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SVR7bqrl-YI/AAAAAAAAABw/-tXFSjGtb0I/s1600-h/DSCN0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SVR7bqrl-YI/AAAAAAAAABw/-tXFSjGtb0I/s200/DSCN0004.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283983978056251778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SVR7bT7Le5I/AAAAAAAAABo/BqCQpoxBbgs/s1600-h/DSCN0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SVR7bT7Le5I/AAAAAAAAABo/BqCQpoxBbgs/s200/DSCN0015.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283983971947608978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SVR7bHBcqhI/AAAAAAAAABg/B3yoxAh2EhQ/s1600-h/DSCN0053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SVR7bHBcqhI/AAAAAAAAABg/B3yoxAh2EhQ/s200/DSCN0053.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283983968484239890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844750646072301034-4547451571312668731?l=babeichfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babeichfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/4547451571312668731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844750646072301034&amp;postID=4547451571312668731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844750646072301034/posts/default/4547451571312668731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844750646072301034/posts/default/4547451571312668731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babeichfiles.blogspot.com/2008/12/most-wonderful-time-of-year.html' title='The Most Wonderful Time of the Year'/><author><name>Babeich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07731807410131469604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SEw-r6_LgrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KhdU9bE4nn4/S220/Photo+18.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SVR6Wu5-AtI/AAAAAAAAABY/yUGiHbvRMys/s72-c/DSCN0009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844750646072301034.post-370636573888232491</id><published>2008-12-18T09:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T09:53:51.028-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ok, I had grand intentions of starting up this blog and writing film reviews to not only share my thoughts on film, and films that I like, but to also challenge myself to study and learn more about film as an art. I have failed miserably. What this blog is going to become is a stream of what is going on in my life, as well as film reviews thrown in. Maybe this will finally be the one project that I keep up with. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8844750646072301034-370636573888232491?l=babeichfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babeichfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/370636573888232491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8844750646072301034&amp;postID=370636573888232491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844750646072301034/posts/default/370636573888232491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8844750646072301034/posts/default/370636573888232491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babeichfiles.blogspot.com/2008/12/so.html' title='So........'/><author><name>Babeich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07731807410131469604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_FlSBoL9o478/SEw-r6_LgrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KhdU9bE4nn4/S220/Photo+18.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
