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The interpretation is up to you~ Although I WHINE~ a nice Chardonnay always helps~</description><link>http://chilledwhitewhine.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>taosunset@aol.com (Nancy Ellyn)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>72</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/gFKE" type="application/rss+xml" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com" /><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5727278504352475633.post-7899800728387932327</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Nov 2009 05:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-10T21:00:03.897-08:00</atom:updated><title>Farther On~Solo~Live 2008~ Jackson Browne</title><description>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/lHtP6g3wWC4' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/lHtP6g3wWC4'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In my early years I hid my tears&lt;br /&gt;And passed my days alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adrift on an ocean of loneliness&lt;br /&gt;My dreams like nets were thrown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To catch the love that I'd heard of&lt;br /&gt;In books and films and songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now there's a world of illusion and fantasy&lt;br /&gt;In the place where the real world belongs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still I look for the beauty in songs&lt;br /&gt;To fill my head and lead me on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though my dreams have come up torn and empty&lt;br /&gt;As many times as love has come and gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those gentle ones my memory runs&lt;br /&gt;To the laughter we shared at the meals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I filled their kitchens and living rooms&lt;br /&gt;With my schemes and my broken wheels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was never clear how far or near&lt;br /&gt;The gates to my citadel lay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They we're cutting from stone some dreams of their own&lt;br /&gt;But they listened to mine anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure what I'm trying to say&lt;br /&gt;It could be I've lost my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I keep a watch over the distance&lt;br /&gt;Heaven's no closer than it was yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the angels are older&lt;br /&gt;They know not to wait up for the sun&lt;br /&gt;They look over my shoulder&lt;br /&gt;At the maps and the drawings of the journey I've begun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the distance leads me farther on&lt;br /&gt;Though the reasons I once had are gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep thinking I'll find what I'm looking for&lt;br /&gt;In the sand beneath the dawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the angels are older&lt;br /&gt;They can see that the sun's setting fast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They look over my shoulder&lt;br /&gt;At the vision of paradise&lt;br /&gt;Contained in the light of the past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they lay down behind me&lt;br /&gt;To sleep beside the road 'til the morning has come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where they know they will find me&lt;br /&gt;With my maps and my faith in the distance&lt;br /&gt;Moving farther on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(music and lyrics by Jackson Browne)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5727278504352475633-7899800728387932327?l=chilledwhitewhine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/gFKE/~4/DKuVN3C0ZYA" height="1" 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trailer without dissolving into tears...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5727278504352475633-1590945564759450618?l=chilledwhitewhine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/gFKE/~4/ulp4l75jBow" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gFKE/~3/ulp4l75jBow/i-cannot-watch-this-trailer-without.html</link><author>taosunset@aol.com (Nancy Ellyn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://chilledwhitewhine.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-cannot-watch-this-trailer-without.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5727278504352475633.post-6478146989467717386</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Nov 2009 06:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-02T22:53:04.129-08:00</atom:updated><title>Beyond Beautiful~~~PS22 Chorus "COME SAIL AWAY" ~~~</title><description>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/q3sJfpriulk' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/q3sJfpriulk'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This will lift your heart! Just listen and look at those precious faces! Love, love, love!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5727278504352475633-6478146989467717386?l=chilledwhitewhine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/gFKE/~4/l1xP1Yc9HJM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gFKE/~3/l1xP1Yc9HJM/beyond-beautifulps22-chorus-sail-away.html</link><author>taosunset@aol.com (Nancy Ellyn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://chilledwhitewhine.blogspot.com/2009/11/beyond-beautifulps22-chorus-sail-away.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5727278504352475633.post-25409184629785206</guid><pubDate>Sat, 31 Oct 2009 04:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-30T21:12:48.563-07:00</atom:updated><title>Jackson Browne says Bottled Water is Inconvenient!</title><description>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/0uD5gZ7yBZc' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/0uD5gZ7yBZc'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Watch the video. How can you argue with his logic? We ARE starved for real food, real information and an authentic life. Lose the plastic. It's a start......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5727278504352475633-25409184629785206?l=chilledwhitewhine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/gFKE/~4/v12iT8m3aQY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gFKE/~3/v12iT8m3aQY/jackson-browne-says-bottled-water-is.html</link><author>taosunset@aol.com (Nancy Ellyn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://chilledwhitewhine.blogspot.com/2009/10/jackson-browne-says-bottled-water-is.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5727278504352475633.post-7174487985736552012</guid><pubDate>Fri, 23 Oct 2009 05:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-22T22:32:30.414-07:00</atom:updated><title>The Highwaymen</title><description>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param value="http://youtube.com/v/VST2KKIYn50" name="movie"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://youtube.com/v/VST2KKIYn50" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will always love this song....Classic, legendary, poignant&lt;br /&gt;impeccable. Thank you Willie, Waylon, Kris and Johnny......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a highwayman. Along the coach roads I did ride&lt;br /&gt;With sword and pistol by my side&lt;br /&gt;Many a young maid lost her baubles to my trade&lt;br /&gt;Many a soldier shed his lifeblood on my blade&lt;br /&gt;The bastards hung me in the spring of twenty-five&lt;br /&gt;But I am still alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a sailor. I was born upon the tide&lt;br /&gt;And with the sea I did abide.&lt;br /&gt;I sailed a schooner round the Horn to Mexico&lt;br /&gt;I went aloft and furled the mainsail in a blow&lt;br /&gt;And when the yards broke off they said that I got killed&lt;br /&gt;But I am living still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a dam builder across the river deep and wide&lt;br /&gt;Where steel and water did collide&lt;br /&gt;A place called Boulder on the wild Colorado&lt;br /&gt;I slipped and fell into the wet concrete below&lt;br /&gt;They buried me in that great tomb that knows no sound&lt;br /&gt;But I am still around..I'll always be around..and around and around and&lt;br /&gt;around and around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blast starships across the Universe divide&lt;br /&gt;And when I reach the other side&lt;br /&gt;I'll find a place to rest my spirit if I can&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I may become a highwayman again&lt;br /&gt;Or I may simply be a single drop of rain&lt;br /&gt;But I will remain&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be back again, and again and again and again and again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5727278504352475633-7174487985736552012?l=chilledwhitewhine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/gFKE/~4/3XsFlchrJPA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gFKE/~3/3XsFlchrJPA/highwaymen.html</link><author>taosunset@aol.com (Nancy Ellyn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://chilledwhitewhine.blogspot.com/2009/10/highwaymen.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5727278504352475633.post-8361370020961443910</guid><pubDate>Sun, 09 Aug 2009 05:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-23T14:49:49.192-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Fleetwood Mac</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Landslide</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ps22 chorus</category><title>MAGICAL!   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Enjoy if you pass this way........&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5727278504352475633-6079179621082253393?l=chilledwhitewhine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/gFKE/~4/AkYfmdJtOaM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gFKE/~3/AkYfmdJtOaM/jackson-browne-gone-to-sorrow.html</link><author>taosunset@aol.com (Nancy Ellyn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://chilledwhitewhine.blogspot.com/2009/08/jackson-browne-gone-to-sorrow.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5727278504352475633.post-5394198391779095055</guid><pubDate>Fri, 08 May 2009 06:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-07T23:10:54.868-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Tom Petty</category><title>I LOVE Tom Petty! One More Time Down South~</title><description>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/14_dToUTGGU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/14_dToUTGGU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed back down south&lt;br /&gt;gonna see my daddy's mistress&lt;br /&gt;gonna buy back her forgivness&lt;br /&gt;pay off every witness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more time down south&lt;br /&gt;sell the family headstones&lt;br /&gt;drag a bag of dry bones&lt;br /&gt;make good on my back loans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so if i come to your door&lt;br /&gt;let me sleep on your floor&lt;br /&gt;i'll give you all i have&lt;br /&gt;and a little more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleep late down south&lt;br /&gt;look up my former mentors&lt;br /&gt;live off yankee winters&lt;br /&gt;be a landlord and a renter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;create myself down south&lt;br /&gt;impress all the women&lt;br /&gt;pretend i'm samuel clemens&lt;br /&gt;wear seersucker and white linens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so if i come to your door&lt;br /&gt;let me sleep on your floor&lt;br /&gt;i'll give you all i have&lt;br /&gt;and a little more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spanish moss down south&lt;br /&gt;spirits cross the dead fields&lt;br /&gt;mosquitoes hit the windshield&lt;br /&gt;all document remain sealed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so if i come to your door&lt;br /&gt;let me sleep on your floor&lt;br /&gt;i'll give you all i have&lt;br /&gt;and a little more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll give you all i have&lt;br /&gt;and a little more&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5727278504352475633-5394198391779095055?l=chilledwhitewhine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/gFKE/~4/zX6ang_Y4g8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gFKE/~3/zX6ang_Y4g8/i-love-tom-petty-one-more-time-down.html</link><author>taosunset@aol.com (Nancy Ellyn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://chilledwhitewhine.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-love-tom-petty-one-more-time-down.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5727278504352475633.post-8177052616154375634</guid><pubDate>Sat, 25 Apr 2009 06:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-24T23:56:02.216-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Jackson Browne</category><title>She Must Be Somebody's Baby</title><description>No doubt,one of the most "commercial" Jackson Browne tunes, written for Cameron Crowe's "Fast Times at Ridgemont High", this song may be the only touch point you have with Jackson Browne....I implore you to explore his work. You will be amazed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/f-3TZiyY9Sk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/f-3TZiyY9Sk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Somebody's Baby&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackson Browne &amp;amp; Danny Kortchmar&lt;br /&gt;[From the "Fast Times At Ridgemont High" soundtrack]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, just - a look at that girl with the lights comin' up in her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;She's got to be somebody's baby.&lt;br /&gt;She must be somebody's baby.&lt;br /&gt;All the guys on the corner stand back and let her walk on by.&lt;br /&gt;She's got to be somebody's baby.&lt;br /&gt;She must be somebody's baby.&lt;br /&gt;She's got to be somebody's baby.&lt;br /&gt;She's so fine.&lt;br /&gt;She's probably somebody's only light.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna shine tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, she's probably somebody's baby, all right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard her talkin' with her friend when she thought nobody else was around.&lt;br /&gt;She said she's got to be somebody's baby; she must be somebody's baby.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause when the cars and the signs and the street lights light up the town,&lt;br /&gt;She's got to be somebody's baby;&lt;br /&gt;She must be somebody's baby;&lt;br /&gt;She's got to be somebody's baby.&lt;br /&gt;She's so....&lt;br /&gt;She's gonna be somebody's only light.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna shine tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, she's gonna be somebody's baby tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to shut eyes, but I can't get here outta my sight.&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm gonna know her, but I gotta get over my fright.&lt;br /&gt;We'll, I'm just gonna walk up to her.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna talk to her tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, she's gonna be somebody's only light.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna shine tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, she's gonna be somebody's baby tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna shine tonight, make her mine tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5727278504352475633-8177052616154375634?l=chilledwhitewhine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/gFKE/~4/ueJ_yk96bw0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gFKE/~3/ueJ_yk96bw0/she-must-be-somebodys-baby.html</link><author>taosunset@aol.com (Nancy Ellyn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://chilledwhitewhine.blogspot.com/2009/04/she-must-be-somebodys-baby.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5727278504352475633.post-6738359847254014677</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Apr 2009 00:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-07T17:42:34.014-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Tim Rice Oxley</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Jackson Browne</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Keane</category><title>Full Circle</title><description>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v_JNFvy__yM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v_JNFvy__yM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my favorite singer/songwriter is Jackson Browne. My twenty year old daughter loves Tim Rice Oxley, of the group Keane. She has seen Jackson with me and I have seen Keane with her. Wonderful experiences, making us both appreciative of the others musical choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a treat to find Mr. Oxley covering "These Days", a song Jackson Browne wrote when he was just sixteen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter and I both screamed with delight when we saw this. Full Circle......The apple doesn't fall far from the tree....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5727278504352475633-6738359847254014677?l=chilledwhitewhine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/gFKE/~4/wDTOy5XK6a0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gFKE/~3/wDTOy5XK6a0/full-circle.html</link><author>taosunset@aol.com (Nancy Ellyn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://chilledwhitewhine.blogspot.com/2009/04/full-circle.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5727278504352475633.post-359106203141775040</guid><pubDate>Sat, 14 Feb 2009 09:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-15T00:05:20.907-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Jackson Browne</category><title>Fountain of Sorrow</title><description>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0gozP3ffEPg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0gozP3ffEPg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentines Day is often Bittersweet....This song fits the bill, yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stunning song....no doubt...Jackson wrote it about his love affair with Joni Mitchell.... She was a muse for many..... Still...... so jaded and sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fountain of Sorrow &lt;br /&gt;Jackson Browne&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking through some photographs I found inside a drawer&lt;br /&gt;I was taken by a photograph of you&lt;br /&gt;There were one or two I know that you would have liked a little more&lt;br /&gt;But they didnt show your spirit quite as true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were turning round to see who was behind you&lt;br /&gt;And I took your childish laughter by surprise&lt;br /&gt;And at the moment that my camera happened to find you&lt;br /&gt;There was just a trace of sorrow in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the things that I remember seem so distant and so small&lt;br /&gt;Though it hasn't really been that long a time&lt;br /&gt;What I was seeing wasn't what was happening at all&lt;br /&gt;Although for a while, our path did seem to climb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when you see through loves illusions, there lies the danger&lt;br /&gt;And your perfect lover just looks like a perfect fool&lt;br /&gt;So you go running off in search of a perfect stranger&lt;br /&gt;While the loneliness seems to spring from your life&lt;br /&gt;Like a fountain from a pool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fountain of sorrow, fountain of light&lt;br /&gt;You've known that hollow sound of your own steps in flight&lt;br /&gt;You've had to hide sometimes, but now youre all right&lt;br /&gt;And it's good to see your smiling face tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for you and me it may not be that hard to reach our dreams&lt;br /&gt;But that magic feeling never seems to last&lt;br /&gt;And while the futures there for anyone to change, still you know its seems&lt;br /&gt;It would be easier sometimes to change the past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just one or two years and a couple of changes behind you&lt;br /&gt;In my lessons at loves pain and heartache school&lt;br /&gt;Where if you feel too free and you need something to remind you&lt;br /&gt;There's this loneliness springing up from your life&lt;br /&gt;Like a fountain from a pool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fountain of sorrow, fountain of light&lt;br /&gt;You've known that hollow sound of your own steps in flight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've had to hide sometimes but now youre all right&lt;br /&gt;And it's good to see your smiling face tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fountain of sorrow, fountain of light&lt;br /&gt;You've known that hollow sound of your own steps in flight&lt;br /&gt;You've had to struggle, youve had to fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To keep understanding and compassion in sight&lt;br /&gt;You could be laughing at me, you've got the right&lt;br /&gt;But you go on smiling so clear and so bright&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5727278504352475633-359106203141775040?l=chilledwhitewhine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/gFKE/~4/MFWiI7rajx8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gFKE/~3/MFWiI7rajx8/fountain-of-sorrow.html</link><author>taosunset@aol.com (Nancy Ellyn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://chilledwhitewhine.blogspot.com/2009/02/fountain-of-sorrow.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5727278504352475633.post-6078315750720052057</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Feb 2009 06:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-13T05:49:23.354-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">mixed messages</category><title>Do You Think is True?</title><description>&lt;strong&gt;Do we really do this? I'm afraid I do.....I am so worried about people LIKING me~that sometimes my message is lost....how about you?&lt;/strong&gt; Thanks to my sis for sending me this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NINE WORDS WOMEN USE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(1) Fine&lt;/strong&gt;: This is the word women use to end an argument when they are right and you need to shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(2) Five Minutes&lt;/strong&gt;: If she is getting dressed, this means a half an hour. Five minutes is only five minutes if you have just been given five more minutes to watch the game before helping around the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(3) Nothing&lt;/strong&gt;: This is the calm before the storm. This means something, and you should be on your toes. Arguments that begin with nothing usually end in fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(4) Go Ahead&lt;/strong&gt;: This is a dare, not permission. Don't Do It!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(5) Loud Sigh&lt;/strong&gt;: This is actually a word, but is a non-verbal statement often misunderstood by men. A loud sigh means she thinks you are an idiot and wonders why she is wasting h er time standing here and arguing with you about nothing. (Refer back to # 3 for the meaning of nothing.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(6) That's Okay&lt;/strong&gt;: This is one of the most dangerous statements a women can make to a man... That's okay means she wants to think long and hard before deciding how and when you will pay for your mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(7) Thanks&lt;/strong&gt;: A woman is thanking you, do not question, or faint. Just say you're welcome . (I want to add in a clause here - This is true, unless she says 'Thanks a lot' - that is PURE sarcasm and she is not thanking you at all. DO NOT say 'you're welcome' . that will bring on a 'whatever').&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(8) Whatever:&lt;/strong&gt; Is a woman's way of saying F-- YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(9) Don't worry about it, I got it&lt;/strong&gt;: Another dangerous statement, meaning this is something that a woman has told a man to do several times, but is now doing it herself. This will later result in a man asking 'What's wrong?' For the woman's response refer to # 3.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5727278504352475633-6078315750720052057?l=chilledwhitewhine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/gFKE/~4/m1O9awdzRXc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gFKE/~3/m1O9awdzRXc/do-you-think-is-true.html</link><author>taosunset@aol.com (Nancy Ellyn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://chilledwhitewhine.blogspot.com/2009/02/do-you-think-is-true.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5727278504352475633.post-8761640240384092316</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Feb 2009 06:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-10T08:43:13.947-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cute kid</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dentist</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">funny</category><title>Dental Hell! Cute Kid.....</title><description>Oh gosh! This precious baby has endured the "dental office visit from hell" and his dad documented the event. What a darling dad and son. I HATE the dentist, by the way...They never, EVER, give me enough drugs! LOL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/txqiwrbYGrs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/txqiwrbYGrs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5727278504352475633-8761640240384092316?l=chilledwhitewhine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/gFKE/~4/kn-BVOY4tSU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gFKE/~3/kn-BVOY4tSU/dental-hell-cute-kid.html</link><author>taosunset@aol.com (Nancy Ellyn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://chilledwhitewhine.blogspot.com/2009/02/dental-hell-cute-kid.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5727278504352475633.post-3659871805481004728</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Feb 2009 18:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-04T11:08:49.174-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ps22 chorus</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">music</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Keane</category><title>~Back to Blogging~</title><description>I've been a bad Blogger~I'll explain more later~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then....take a look at this~ What a great cover of Keane's "Everybody's Changing".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read more about the PS22 Chorus here~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ps22chorus.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://ps22chorus.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HOfXytNKwxY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HOfXytNKwxY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5727278504352475633-3659871805481004728?l=chilledwhitewhine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/gFKE/~4/OKNPedIQOvE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gFKE/~3/OKNPedIQOvE/back-to-blogging.html</link><author>taosunset@aol.com (Nancy Ellyn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://chilledwhitewhine.blogspot.com/2009/02/back-to-blogging.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5727278504352475633.post-3226496283435045852</guid><pubDate>Sat, 15 Nov 2008 17:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-15T10:00:42.483-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">humor</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">wine</category><title>Exciting New Health Advice For Women~Chardonnay May Be the Answer!</title><description>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1512xTeQ2o/SR8MK6ymKtI/AAAAAAAAAOM/RsmZuZ0Qj54/s1600-h/04-18-2007_nf_04chardonnay_GJB24DA13_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268943470766467794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1512xTeQ2o/SR8MK6ymKtI/AAAAAAAAAOM/RsmZuZ0Qj54/s400/04-18-2007_nf_04chardonnay_GJB24DA13_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; How many times have you reached for a cool white wine at the end of a long hard day? It seems Chardonnay is the choice for many women! Keep reading!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have feelings of inadequacy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you suffer from shyness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you sometimes wish you were more assertive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you answered yes to any of these questions, ask your doctor or pharmacist (or bartender or liquor store clerk) about Chardonnay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chardonnay is the safe, natural way to feel better and more confident about yourself and your actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chardonnay can help ease you out of your shyness and let you tell the world that you're ready and willing to do just about anything. No more secrets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will notice the benefits of Chardonnay almost immediately and with a regimen of regular doses you can overcome any obstacles that prevent you from living the life you want to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shyness and awkwardness will be a thing of the past and you will discover many talents you never knew you had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop hiding and start living, with Chardonnay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chardonnay may not be right for everyone. Women who are pregnant or nursing should not use Chardonnay.&lt;em&gt; However, women who wouldn't mind nursing or becoming pregnant are encouraged to try it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side effects may include &lt;em&gt;dizziness, nausea, vomiting, incarceration,erotic lustfulness, loss of motor control, loss of clothing, loss of money, loss of virginity, delusions of grandeur, table dancing,headache, dehydration, dry mouth, and a desire to sing Karaoke and play all-night rounds of Strip Poker, Truth Or Dare, and Naked Twister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WARNINGS: -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*&lt;/em&gt; The consumption of Chardonnay may make you think you are&lt;br /&gt;whispering when you are not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* The consumption of Chardonnay may cause you to tell your&lt;br /&gt;friends over and over again that you love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* The consumption of Chardonnay may cause you to think you can&lt;br /&gt;sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* The consumption of Chardonnay may lead you to believe that&lt;br /&gt;ex-lovers are really dying for you to telephone them at four in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* The consumption of Chardonnay may make you think you can&lt;br /&gt;logically converse with members of the opposite sex without spitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* The consumption of Chardonnay may create the illusion that you are tougher, smarter, faster and better looking than most people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Just Imagine What You Could Achieve With a Good Dry Red!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(this was too cute not to pass along... remember~MODERATION in EVERYTHING!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5727278504352475633-3226496283435045852?l=chilledwhitewhine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/gFKE/~4/d2cPHKFkvMI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gFKE/~3/d2cPHKFkvMI/exciting-new-health-advice-for.html</link><author>taosunset@aol.com (Nancy Ellyn)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1512xTeQ2o/SR8MK6ymKtI/AAAAAAAAAOM/RsmZuZ0Qj54/s72-c/04-18-2007_nf_04chardonnay_GJB24DA13_1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">11</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://chilledwhitewhine.blogspot.com/2008/11/exciting-new-health-advice-for.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5727278504352475633.post-4937420069530784110</guid><pubDate>Tue, 04 Nov 2008 18:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-04T11:03:39.843-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">free treats</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">vote</category><title>Rock the Vote! Get Free Treats!</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Please Vote! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You can even get a free treat for doing so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your favorite coffee awaits! Free for voting!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1512xTeQ2o/SRCXCsq7HHI/AAAAAAAAANs/ZkHT41DJZ8M/s1600-h/sb_vote.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264874037002837106" style="WIDTH: 421px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1512xTeQ2o/SRCXCsq7HHI/AAAAAAAAANs/ZkHT41DJZ8M/s400/sb_vote.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://starbucks.com/" modo="false"&gt;Starbucks&lt;/a&gt;: Giving away a free tall coffee to people with proof of voting &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(or a pledge of having voted.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;A patriotic donut,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;just for voting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1512xTeQ2o/SRCXI2x4lJI/AAAAAAAAAN0/9E2cFQm6Cmg/s1600-h/kk_vote.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264874142795601042" style="WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1512xTeQ2o/SRCXI2x4lJI/AAAAAAAAAN0/9E2cFQm6Cmg/s400/kk_vote.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://krispykreme.com/" modo="false"&gt;Krispy Kreme&lt;/a&gt;: Giving away free star-shaped donuts with red, white and blue sprinkles (while supplies last) to people with an “I voted” sticker all day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;How about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;some ice cream?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1512xTeQ2o/SRCXSWJz0EI/AAAAAAAAAN8/5Va4IpMEOnQ/s1600-h/bnj-promo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264874305836273730" style="WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1512xTeQ2o/SRCXSWJz0EI/AAAAAAAAAN8/5Va4IpMEOnQ/s400/bnj-promo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://benjerry.com/" modo="false"&gt;Ben &amp;amp; Jerry’s&lt;/a&gt;: Giving away a free scoop in any flavor from 5pm to 8pm &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to anyone who say they voted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fun treats for you on an exciting day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/5727278504352475633-4937420069530784110?l=chilledwhitewhine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/gFKE/~4/iw6zali3F_8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gFKE/~3/iw6zali3F_8/rock-vote-get-free-treats.html</link><author>taosunset@aol.com (Nancy Ellyn)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1512xTeQ2o/SRCXCsq7HHI/AAAAAAAAANs/ZkHT41DJZ8M/s72-c/sb_vote.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://chilledwhitewhine.blogspot.com/2008/11/rock-vote-get-free-treats.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5727278504352475633.post-3785493526490969244</guid><pubDate>Fri, 31 Oct 2008 02:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-30T21:15:39.511-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">funny stuff</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Halloween</category><title>My Jack O Lantern Gets a Spa Treatment~Happy Halloween  From Southern California! Cool and Crisp? I Don't Think So!</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1512xTeQ2o/SQp4-mn_v2I/AAAAAAAAAMM/8mSEbU-Dv_g/s1600-h/004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263152131451371362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1512xTeQ2o/SQp4-mn_v2I/AAAAAAAAAMM/8mSEbU-Dv_g/s400/004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try, I really try to bring the seasons to my home. Christmas (winter) is insane! I'll post my gorgeous over the top Christmas decor soon.  I strive for a Griswald Family Christmas, to say the least!  LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Come Spring, I bring out the bunny banners, garden statuary and pastel egg colorations, in every shape, form and fashion.  I change the front door decor and many other table tops and display cabinets in my home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Halloween and Fall? I'm having a dilemma! Here is a brief recap of my problematic fall decor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh sure, I have my beautiful fall wreath on my front door, and my front porch decorations, are lovingly placed for all my trick or treaters to see. I have a cute glamorous witch sign, some nifty fall topiaries and a gorgeous black cat right at the entrance of my house. On All Hallows Eve, costumed visitors will even be treated to a talking wizard in a crystal ball. Yes, I am ready for the little tricksters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Alas, my poor decorative outdoor pumpkins, part of my festive fall decor, are shriveling beyond recognition, thanks to the over 90 degree temps we have had in my neck of the woods, FOR WHAT SEEMS LIKE FOREVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so sick of this heat....but, I digress.... I heard soaking them in water will perk them up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: underline"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1512xTeQ2o/SQp5P2eEwyI/AAAAAAAAAMU/uCFg54JQ6BE/s1600-h/02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263152427762500386" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1512xTeQ2o/SQp5P2eEwyI/AAAAAAAAAMU/uCFg54JQ6BE/s400/02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;This one got a Spa Treatment today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live in a beautiful part of California. We are blessed with Mediterranean temperatures, and ocean breezes, rolling hills, hot air balloons and wineries, right in our own back yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the past months have been brutal, with regard to daytime heat indexes. Every single day has been 87-100 plus degrees since....well, since the middle of summer. Now, I grant you, our nights finally cool off to the fifties or sixties, and that makes early morning jogs euphoric. However.....there is something wrong when the temperature reaches 90 degrees or more at the end of October!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1512xTeQ2o/SQp7wHsgtYI/AAAAAAAAAMs/jSS-n78rF_s/s1600-h/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263155181165524354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 399px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1512xTeQ2o/SQp7wHsgtYI/AAAAAAAAAMs/jSS-n78rF_s/s400/01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;You end up with pumpkins that need re-hydration!&lt;br /&gt;I'm running a spa for pumpkins, people! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Only in California!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, the things we do in the name of beauty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5727278504352475633-3785493526490969244?l=chilledwhitewhine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/gFKE/~4/rZRtNisyd44" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gFKE/~3/rZRtNisyd44/my-jack-o-lantern-gets-spa.html</link><author>taosunset@aol.com (Nancy Ellyn)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1512xTeQ2o/SQp4-mn_v2I/AAAAAAAAAMM/8mSEbU-Dv_g/s72-c/004.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">10</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://chilledwhitewhine.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-jack-o-lantern-gets-spa.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5727278504352475633.post-6126431585160999206</guid><pubDate>Thu, 30 Oct 2008 00:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-29T18:14:15.487-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">funny stuff</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">vote</category><title>Vote! Don't Let This Happen To You!</title><description>&lt;em&gt;Nancy Ellyn thwarts the election! Video seen here!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" width="360" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="AllowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://s3.moveon.org/swf/embed.swf"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="id=_9VmXX1Bp4ytcLsX0WYBHDQwNDg4MzI-"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed FlashVars="id=_9VmXX1Bp4ytcLsX0WYBHDQwNDg4MzI-" src="http://s3.moveon.org/swf/embed.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" AllowScriptAccess="always" width="360" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I discovered this last week and sent it to a bunch of my friends! It's pretty fun (especially for my Democratic peeps) and your buds will get a kick out of it, I'm sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHATEVER YOUR PARTY or PERSUASION......PLEASE VOTE ON TUESDAY, NOV. 4!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5727278504352475633-6126431585160999206?l=chilledwhitewhine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/gFKE/~4/G7Rtx7DSNa0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gFKE/~3/G7Rtx7DSNa0/vote-dont-let-this-happen-to-you.html</link><author>taosunset@aol.com (Nancy Ellyn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://chilledwhitewhine.blogspot.com/2008/10/vote-dont-let-this-happen-to-you.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5727278504352475633.post-5578168940857584462</guid><pubDate>Fri, 24 Oct 2008 02:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-23T22:31:34.219-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fraud</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Breast Cancer</category><title>She Said She Had Breast Cancer~But, She LIED!</title><description>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1512xTeQ2o/SQE4QlWlgrI/AAAAAAAAAME/BzSUgpt62GY/s1600-h/1003-suzy-bass_at.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260547697301357234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 392px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1512xTeQ2o/SQE4QlWlgrI/AAAAAAAAAME/BzSUgpt62GY/s400/1003-suzy-bass_at.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month, and I have been pondering what kind of post I should make, recognizing this important cause.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This story hit my gut so hard, I decided this was the one I should post. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please support all survivors, victims, sisters, friends, aunts, husbands, brothers, mothers and daughters who have been touched by this dreaded, yet common disease.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;How do you feel about this fraud? I find it so disturbing, I cannot even come up with a good excuse for this person, who claims to be a victim.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here is a look at the amazing, awful story.~ My synopsis follows~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meet&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Suzy Bass (pictured left)&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;a popular high school math teacher who had her students, her friends, her co-workers and her family convinced she had stage IV breast cancer.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She claimed it had spread to her shoulder, her bones, her heel and that Chemotherapy no longer worked.  The truth? She was making it all up!  She was perfectly healthy and duped everyone, even her own family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How shameful is that? Wonder if Karma ever entered her mind? What a sad situation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Disgusting, morbid, sad and incredible. I pray for her. She is one mentally ill woman, obviously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;_____________________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R&lt;em&gt;ead the COMPLETE story, courtesy of Glamour Magazine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. brilliantly written by the author &lt;a href="http://www.glamour.com/contributors/erin-zammett-ruddy"&gt;Erin Zammett Ruddy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suzy Bass had less than a year to live. The Knoxville, Tennessee, high school math teacher was battling stage IV breast cancer, and it had spread to her shoulder and heel. Chemotherapy no longer worked; an experimental bone marrow therapy she’d tried as a last resort appeared futile. Her students and colleagues were devastated. Bass, then 41, was a popular newcomer to the picturesque private Webb School near the Smoky Mountains that fall of 2007. “Ms. Bass was the cool teacher,” says Michaelan Moore, 18, who was a junior in Bass’s Algebra II class. “Everyone just loved her immediately. We could tell her anything.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because Bass had recently moved to Knoxville and was single, two Webb staffers—Julieanne Pope, 43, and Terri Ward, 51—became her part-time caregivers. “I left my cell phone on my nightstand every night in case she needed anything,” says Ward, the dean of faculty. “On bad days I’d tell her, ‘We are going to attack this. We are going to fight.’” When Bass was too sick to teach, they’d cover her classes. And they kept a steady stream of casseroles and smoothies going to her condo. “We would visit and she’d be shaking, pale and so sick,” says Pope, Webb’s technology coordinator. At school Bass would cover her head—bald from chemotherapy—with a knit cap, and limp from the tumor in her foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In October Webb students and faculty put together a team for Komen Knoxville Race for the Cure to benefit the local breast cancer charity affiliate. “Suzy’s Crew for the Cure,” they called it. But when race day came, Bass was too weak to even walk. “She just met us at the finish line so she could cross it,” says Pope. As Bass’s condition worsened, she sent an e-mail to Pope thanking her for her support and friendship, and in an attached document, she outlined her last wishes. She asked that she be cremated, her ashes scattered in the Cayman Islands, with no tears: “I want whoever is sprinkling to be enjoying friends, family and loved ones, laughing and just having fun,” she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspired by Bass’s brave battle, Webb’s students dedicated their prom fund-raiser to her, raising money for Komen for the Cure by selling T-shirts bearing the charity’s logo. “Everyone wanted to support Ms. Bass,” says Eliza Dawson, 17, a student who helped coordinate the event. The students planned to present a check to the director of Komen’s Knoxville branch—with Bass by their side—during prom, and their efforts were covered by the local newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week before the big dance, though, the school received a series of troubling phone calls. The callers were intimately familiar with Bass’s devastating saga. But they weren’t upset about her deadly illness—they were furious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Read the rest of the story here~&lt;a href="http://www.glamour.com/health-fitness/2008/10/she-said-she-had-breast-cancer-but-she-lied"&gt;http://www.glamour.com/health-fitness/2008/10/she-said-she-had-breast-cancer-but-she-lied&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5727278504352475633-5578168940857584462?l=chilledwhitewhine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/gFKE/~4/iThtstkJ_0Y" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gFKE/~3/iThtstkJ_0Y/she-said-she-had-breast-cancerbut-she.html</link><author>taosunset@aol.com (Nancy Ellyn)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1512xTeQ2o/SQE4QlWlgrI/AAAAAAAAAME/BzSUgpt62GY/s72-c/1003-suzy-bass_at.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">14</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://chilledwhitewhine.blogspot.com/2008/10/she-said-she-had-breast-cancerbut-she.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5727278504352475633.post-1359636804865196406</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 Oct 2008 02:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-22T20:14:49.415-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">saturday night live</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Jackson Browne</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">voting</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sarah palin</category><title>I Pretty Much Love Ms. Sarah Palin</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1512xTeQ2o/SP9lWJ8SPtI/AAAAAAAAALM/d-z4xgOcQ20/s1600-h/sarah+palin.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260034321092329170" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1512xTeQ2o/SP9lWJ8SPtI/AAAAAAAAALM/d-z4xgOcQ20/s320/sarah+palin.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1512xTeQ2o/SP9lLa-0DmI/AAAAAAAAALE/yziWjUoevv8/s1600-h/sarahvogue.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260034136687775330" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1512xTeQ2o/SP9lLa-0DmI/AAAAAAAAALE/yziWjUoevv8/s320/sarahvogue.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love SNL. I never miss it, and haven't in years and years. I love the satire, the political humor, the jabs at society and the (often) sophisticated writing. Love this little ditty with Amy Poehler on Weekend Update. Love Lorne Michaels as the brillliant producer, love the writers and cast, and I love Sarah Palin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(((this is supposed to be a video from NBC.Com of Sarah Palin on SNL...I think it opens in some browsers, and doesn't in others! YIKES...Sorry about that!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object id="W4727a250e66f972348fe89acce358d3c" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="283" width="384" data="http://widgets.nbc.com/o/4727a250e66f9723/48fe89acce358d3c/4741e3c5156499a7/fdecc698/-cpid/5d309ca411b32507"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, shows like SNL, Larry King Live, Anderson Cooper, Hannity, etc. make me think. They make me think, but they don't tell me what I believe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, I'm a liberal with a conservative soul. I'm a thinker and a researcher. Picking apart an issue, idea, opinion or statement is fun for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get it all, listen, learn and I ponder over the issues. This has been my big problem in every single election. There are qualities and ideals I love about both candidates. I have to figure out who I love the most, in every single election I have ever voted in. And....I've voted since the late seventies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite political couple? James Carville and Mary Matalin! OMG! Google them! Those two just kill me! I don't know how they can even live together, with their political differences, but they are very happily married! They are both BRILLIANT! I listen carefully to every word either of them say. For those who don't know~ HE is a prominent DEMOCRATIC strategist....SHE is a prominent REPUBLICAN strategist. AMAZING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really can see both sides....but I finally pick the one that makes sense for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so all over the place! I mean, my fave of all time is Jackson Browne, but, I don't agree with him all the time on his politics. I wouldn't vote for someone just because Jackson Browne has backed that person. I have a mind of my own, and I would hope every voter would say the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We work hard and I don't really want to "spread the wealth", but I want peace and love. I'm a pacifist who respects our military. I want "Joe the Plumber" to prosper and I want less government spending. However, I want to fund and help many government programs which will utilize my tax dollars wisely. My philosophy is always a dichotomy, blending ideals from both sides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just boils down to which side do I agree with THE MOST. It's really not about RIGHT or LEFT; RED or BLUE; BLACK or WHITE. I hope and pray most voters consider every single detail and issue before placing his or her vote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and another thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll say it again~ I pretty much adore Sarah Palin. What a good sport. (I can also do a pretty mean impression of her, and amuse my family daily!) Go Sarah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough about MY politics. How about yours? Learn and research before you vote. Think for yourself and don't let a celebrity endorsement sway you. YOU know what YOU want!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5727278504352475633-1359636804865196406?l=chilledwhitewhine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/gFKE/~4/4Vf6lkOOSW4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gFKE/~3/4Vf6lkOOSW4/i-pretty-much-love-ms-sarah-palin.html</link><author>taosunset@aol.com (Nancy Ellyn)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1512xTeQ2o/SP9lWJ8SPtI/AAAAAAAAALM/d-z4xgOcQ20/s72-c/sarah+palin.bmp" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">11</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://chilledwhitewhine.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-pretty-much-love-ms-sarah-palin.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5727278504352475633.post-4686301424931445207</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 Oct 2008 04:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-19T21:18:55.612-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Graham Nash</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Jackson Browne</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sleeps Dark and Silent Gate</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Pretender</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Going Home</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Scott Thurston</category><title>Sleeps Dark and Silent Gate~Another Jackson Browne Masterpiece</title><description>Take a listen to the intro by Graham Nash, for this lovely duet with Scotty Thurston. From Jackson's "Going Home" video, this song was first on his incredible album, "The Pretender". &lt;em&gt;Oh, so much sadness, loss and grief in this song.  It resonates with the masses, yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/g70pKDBbJJU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/g70pKDBbJJU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sleeps Dark and Silent Gate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Jackson Browne)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I lie awake at night and wonder&lt;br /&gt;Where my life will lead me&lt;br /&gt;Waiting to pass under Sleep's dark and silent gate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found my love too late&lt;br /&gt;Running around day after day&lt;br /&gt;Looking for the time to play&lt;br /&gt;While my old friends slipped away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never should have had to try so hard&lt;br /&gt;To make a love work out, I guess&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what love has got to do with happiness&lt;br /&gt;But the times when we were happy&lt;br /&gt;Were the times we never tried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting down by the highway&lt;br /&gt;Looking down the road&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for a ride&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where I've been&lt;br /&gt;Wishing I could fly away&lt;br /&gt;Don't know where I'm going&lt;br /&gt;Wishing I could hide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh God this is some shape I'm in&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When the only thing that makes me cry&lt;br /&gt;Is the kindness in my baby's eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Sometimes I lie awake at night and wonder&lt;br /&gt;Where the years have gone&lt;br /&gt;They have all passed under&lt;br /&gt;Sleep's dark and silent gate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(c) 1976 SWALLOW TURN MUSIC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5727278504352475633-4686301424931445207?l=chilledwhitewhine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/gFKE/~4/5sZ_oqrZ5YU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gFKE/~3/5sZ_oqrZ5YU/sleeps-dark-and-silent-gateanother.html</link><author>taosunset@aol.com (Nancy Ellyn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://chilledwhitewhine.blogspot.com/2008/10/sleeps-dark-and-silent-gateanother.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5727278504352475633.post-4859845756361756456</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 Oct 2008 01:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-16T19:31:17.218-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Jackson Browne</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Bonnie Raitt</category><title>My Opening Farewell~Bonnie Raitt and Jackson Browne</title><description>Jackson wrote this song, and recorded it from a male point of view (replace the masculine pronouns with feminine). I always loved the song, but years ago, when I heard Bonnie Raitt's haunting interpretation, it just blew me away. Here they are, performing this lyrical masterpiece. If I'm in a melancholy mood, it brings tears to my eyes.....Gorgeous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was in college, I used Jackson's lyrics in many papers centered around selected studies in comparitive literature~Modern American Poetry. ~(how many of you English majors know what I'm talking about!)~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I consider him one of our finest poets; a literary jewel! Forget the music, which is wonderful; how about those words?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is a treasure, who is so underated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just doing my part to spread the word! Thank you, Jackson!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CXgegiFhAEQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CXgegiFhAEQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Opening Farewell&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Jackson Browne)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby stands before an open window&lt;br /&gt;Looking so far away&lt;br /&gt;He can almost feel the southern wind blow&lt;br /&gt;Gently touching his restless day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He turns from his window to me&lt;br /&gt;Sad smile his apology&lt;br /&gt;Sad eyes reaching to the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daylight loses to another evening&lt;br /&gt;And still he spares me the word goodbye&lt;br /&gt;And sits alone beside me fighting his feelings&lt;br /&gt;Struggles to speak but in the end can only cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly it's so hard to find&lt;br /&gt;The sound of the words to speak his troubled mind&lt;br /&gt;So I'm offering these to him as if to be kind:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a train everyday leaving either way&lt;br /&gt;There's a world, you know&lt;br /&gt;There's a way to go&lt;br /&gt;And I'll soon be leaving -- it's just as well&lt;br /&gt;This is my opening farewell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A child's drawing's left there on the table&lt;br /&gt;And a woman's silk is lying on the floor&lt;br /&gt;And I would keep them here if I were able&lt;br /&gt;To lock you safe behind this open door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly it's so clear to me&lt;br /&gt;That I'd asked you to see what you may never see&lt;br /&gt;And now my kind words find their way back to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a train everyday leaving either way&lt;br /&gt;There's a world, you know&lt;br /&gt;You got a way to go&lt;br /&gt;And I'll soon believe -- its just as well&lt;br /&gt;This is my opening farewell&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5727278504352475633-4859845756361756456?l=chilledwhitewhine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/gFKE/~4/wKrxA2CC5mc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gFKE/~3/wKrxA2CC5mc/my-opening-farewellbonnie-raitt-and.html</link><author>taosunset@aol.com (Nancy Ellyn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://chilledwhitewhine.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-opening-farewellbonnie-raitt-and.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5727278504352475633.post-4158576237245245835</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 Oct 2008 06:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-16T17:29:06.900-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Joel Gosselin</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">deleting stuff</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Blog Log</category><title>My Blog Log Deleted My Blog~Move Along~Nothing to See Here!</title><description>I'm trying to claim it and get it back. They tell me I have to post a new post and include some sort of tag. Okay, here it is. I hope it works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a little visual, to make this less boring..... I love &lt;strong&gt;John &amp;amp; Kate Plus 8&lt;/strong&gt; and little Joel is my favorite.....here's a clip of the little cutie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, for those of you who don't know, he is one of six!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A major multiple birth story, he has three sisters and two brothers, all from the same "litter". I don't mean that to be rude, but I don't know the PC term. Anyway, he is the youngest of the six sextuplets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, he has all these semi similar siblings (how's THAT for alliteration?) around him! Plus, he has two older twin sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure his dad was trying to explain to him the differences between him and all his sisters. So sweet and so innocent. I love it. What a precious baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dhzLXvndXgs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dhzLXvndXgs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mybloglog.com/buzz/community/chilledwhitewhine/" rel="0ab8e8bb46e05db61986e5c72e9c20072512acc8"&gt;Undergoing MyBlogLog Verification&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(My Blog Log IS a Wiener for deleting me and not adding me back!) BlogLog! Please fix my account!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;I am Nancy Ellyn and I approved this message.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5727278504352475633-4158576237245245835?l=chilledwhitewhine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/gFKE/~4/YOovtEhGZ34" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gFKE/~3/YOovtEhGZ34/my-blog-log-deleted-my-blog.html</link><author>taosunset@aol.com (Nancy Ellyn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://chilledwhitewhine.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-blog-log-deleted-my-blog.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5727278504352475633.post-4518086752714677146</guid><pubDate>Mon, 13 Oct 2008 03:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-15T23:01:53.610-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Valerie Carter</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Jackson Browne</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Lowell George</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Love Needs a Heart</category><title>~Love Needs a Heart~Jackson Browne</title><description>A stunning live performance of "Love Needs a Heart", made even more charming, with Jackson's little mistake at the beginning. Those who have been lucky enough to see him perform live, secretly love seeing his humanity, outside the brilliant perfection of the lyrics and music. This is from 1977. This song first debuted on his &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Running On Empty"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/poccle37w5M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/poccle37w5M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love Needs A Heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(by Lowell George, Valerie Carter &amp;amp; Jackson Browne)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the hardest thing I've ever done&lt;br /&gt;Was to walk away from you&lt;br /&gt;Leaving behind the life that we'd begun&lt;br /&gt;I split myself in two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proud and alone, cold as a stone&lt;br /&gt;Rolling down that hill into the night&lt;br /&gt;I could see the surprise and the hurt in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;From behind each flashing city light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love needs a heart and I need to find&lt;br /&gt;If loves needs a heart like mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love won't come near me, she don't even hear me&lt;br /&gt;She walks past my vacancy sign&lt;br /&gt;Love needs a heart, trusting and blind&lt;br /&gt;I wish that heart was mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proud and alone, cold as a stone&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid to believe the things I feel&lt;br /&gt;I can cry with the best I can laugh with the rest&lt;br /&gt;But I'm never sure when its real&lt;br /&gt;And it may be the hardest thing I've ever done&lt;br /&gt;But apart from all that I hope to find&lt;br /&gt;Where's the heart that's been looking for mine?&lt;br /&gt;I hope it finds me in time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love needs a heart and I need to find&lt;br /&gt;If love needs a heart like mine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5727278504352475633-4518086752714677146?l=chilledwhitewhine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/gFKE/~4/SNFksUFehcg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gFKE/~3/SNFksUFehcg/love-needs-heartjackson-browne.html</link><author>taosunset@aol.com (Nancy Ellyn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://chilledwhitewhine.blogspot.com/2008/10/love-needs-heartjackson-browne.html</feedburner:origLink></item></channel></rss>
