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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;D0AMSX4yfip7ImA9WhRRFE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036912918125014749</id><updated>2011-11-27T15:16:28.096-08:00</updated><category term="stormtroopers" /><category term="king arthur" /><category term="costuming" /><category term="animals" /><category term="published" /><category term="strange" /><category term="Hair" /><category term="photoshoots" /><category term="Boyfriend" /><category term="Dragon*Con" /><category term="Family" /><category term="Red Vs. 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Life has been this up and down staggered scary place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today...today is Independence Day, in so many ways.  I have embarked on a new business venture, a relationship has ended and a new me is coming about.  I'm all about being a phenoix. Here is to t he journey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036912918125014749-2190173011588335795?l=thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2190173011588335795/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036912918125014749&amp;postID=2190173011588335795&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036912918125014749/posts/default/2190173011588335795?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036912918125014749/posts/default/2190173011588335795?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThePinupCowgirl/~3/ab4wJ9ORksQ/born-on-4th-of-july.html" title="Born on the 4th of July" /><author><name>Pinup Cowgirl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B3KMIGcvmPQ/SL_zcGOl2pI/AAAAAAAAA94/lEO3LCc4wVI/S220/102598902_upHzk9UD_ATL_4582.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/born-on-4th-of-july.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk4NSH0-fip7ImA9WxRQGUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036912918125014749.post-3488890159747612613</id><published>2008-10-13T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T09:23:19.356-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-10-13T09:23:19.356-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="published" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Lady Blackhawk" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pinups" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="costumes" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Crypt Chick" /><title>The Cowgirl is published!</title><content type="html">Pretty neat eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won along with two other girls a spot in &lt;a href="http://www.nexgenpulp.com"&gt;NexGen Pulp Magazine&lt;/a&gt; October/November issue. &lt;a href="http://www.nexgenpulp.com/Subscriptions.html"&gt;Stop by their website and grab a copy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are the pics of mine that made the cut:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/Dragoncon%2008/Colonial%20Marine%20Pinup/ash01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/Dragoncon%2008/Colonial%20Marine%20Pinup/ash01.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;Photo by Dom Beaudoin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/Dragoncon%2008/Lady%20Blackhawk/1718276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/Dragoncon%2008/Lady%20Blackhawk/1718276.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;Photobo By Eurobeat King&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/Dragoncon%2008/Crypt%20Chick/1734707-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/Dragoncon%2008/Crypt%20Chick/1734707-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;Photobo By Eurobeat King&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036912918125014749-3488890159747612613?l=thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3488890159747612613/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036912918125014749&amp;postID=3488890159747612613&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036912918125014749/posts/default/3488890159747612613?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036912918125014749/posts/default/3488890159747612613?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThePinupCowgirl/~3/Vu2b76VWyv4/cowgirl-is-published.html" title="The Cowgirl is published!" /><author><name>Pinup Cowgirl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B3KMIGcvmPQ/SL_zcGOl2pI/AAAAAAAAA94/lEO3LCc4wVI/S220/102598902_upHzk9UD_ATL_4582.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com/2008/10/cowgirl-is-published.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUEDQnc9fyp7ImA9WxRQFkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036912918125014749.post-2534463808783196417</id><published>2008-10-10T07:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T07:07:53.967-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-10-10T07:07:53.967-07:00</app:edited><title>Changes</title><content type="html">The Pinupcowgirl is going through some changes. Sorry we've been so quiet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll be seeing me as the Founder of Posterdames.com very soon. More info coming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036912918125014749-2534463808783196417?l=thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2534463808783196417/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036912918125014749&amp;postID=2534463808783196417&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036912918125014749/posts/default/2534463808783196417?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036912918125014749/posts/default/2534463808783196417?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThePinupCowgirl/~3/CkA3kGhWFGQ/changes.html" title="Changes" /><author><name>Pinup Cowgirl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B3KMIGcvmPQ/SL_zcGOl2pI/AAAAAAAAA94/lEO3LCc4wVI/S220/102598902_upHzk9UD_ATL_4582.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com/2008/10/changes.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0ICQnY8cSp7ImA9WxRREks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036912918125014749.post-1124607717504036642</id><published>2008-09-24T04:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T06:06:03.879-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-24T06:06:03.879-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Lady Blackhawk" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dragoncon" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dragon*Con" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Guri" /><title>Dragon*Con 08 Saturday Pictures</title><content type="html">I know....I suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally getting around to my Saturday pictures.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the Con was a blur, so I'll just post my pictures from here on out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Guri - Saturday Morning/Afternoon&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/Dragoncon%2008/Guri/?action=view&amp;current=DSC01361.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/Dragoncon%2008/Guri/DSC01361.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/Dragoncon%2008/Guri/?action=view&amp;current=1713146.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/Dragoncon%2008/Guri/1713146.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/Dragoncon%2008/Guri/?action=view&amp;current=1713145.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/Dragoncon%2008/Guri/1713145.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/Dragoncon%2008/Guri/?action=view&amp;current=1713144.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/Dragoncon%2008/Guri/1713144.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/Dragoncon%2008/Guri/?action=view&amp;current=1713139.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/Dragoncon%2008/Guri/1713139.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lady Blackhawk - Saturday Night Costume&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/Dragoncon%2008/Lady%20Blackhawk/?action=view&amp;current=1718275.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/Dragoncon%2008/Lady%20Blackhawk/1718275.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/Dragoncon%2008/Lady%20Blackhawk/?action=view&amp;current=2840686846_518cd6601b_o.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/Dragoncon%2008/Lady%20Blackhawk/2840686846_518cd6601b_o.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/Dragoncon%2008/Lady%20Blackhawk/?action=view&amp;current=2824852976_1c5ecd0ee8_b-1-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/Dragoncon%2008/Lady%20Blackhawk/2824852976_1c5ecd0ee8_b-1-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/Dragoncon%2008/Lady%20Blackhawk/?action=view&amp;current=2820079467_dfec50682b.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/Dragoncon%2008/Lady%20Blackhawk/2820079467_dfec50682b.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/Dragoncon%2008/Lady%20Blackhawk/?action=view&amp;current=2830743448_2738212516_o.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/Dragoncon%2008/Lady%20Blackhawk/2830743448_2738212516_o.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/Dragoncon%2008/Lady%20Blackhawk/?action=view&amp;current=l_428734d8a852166566a7dc0651210ab8.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/Dragoncon%2008/Lady%20Blackhawk/l_428734d8a852166566a7dc0651210ab8.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036912918125014749-1124607717504036642?l=thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1124607717504036642/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036912918125014749&amp;postID=1124607717504036642&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036912918125014749/posts/default/1124607717504036642?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036912918125014749/posts/default/1124607717504036642?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThePinupCowgirl/~3/TP1xwvaCeMQ/dragoncon-08-saturday-pictures.html" title="Dragon*Con 08 Saturday Pictures" /><author><name>Pinup Cowgirl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B3KMIGcvmPQ/SL_zcGOl2pI/AAAAAAAAA94/lEO3LCc4wVI/S220/102598902_upHzk9UD_ATL_4582.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com/2008/09/dragoncon-08-saturday-pictures.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkACR305eip7ImA9WxRREUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036912918125014749.post-4587715945959071924</id><published>2008-09-23T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T10:26:06.322-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-23T10:26:06.322-07:00</app:edited><title>The Pinup Cowgirl Birthday Wish List</title><content type="html">Yep, it is that time. I'm posting it here for all to see for those who have requested it and those inclined:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border: #ccc 1px solid; background: #fff; padding: 4px; width:290px; color: #CCCCCC; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;  &lt;div style="background-color: #424542; color: #CCCCCC; padding: 4px 0; width:290px;"&gt;    &lt;div style="float: right; padding-right: 4px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://about.kaboodle.com/slideshows/?m_ep=sl&amp;ruid=000000049a31185b000000000006a31c"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.kaboodle.com/ht/img/kpage/slideshow-klogo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div style="float: left; padding-left: 4px;"&gt;      &lt;a href="http://www.kaboodle.com/divine_ambrosia/divine_ambrosias-wish-list.html?m_ep=sk" style="color: #CCCCCC; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;      divine_ambrosia's Wish List&lt;/a&gt;       by &lt;a href="http://www.kaboodle.com/divine_ambrosia?m_ep=su" style="color: #CCCCCC; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;                    divine_ambrosia                          &lt;/a&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="animageGallery" style="width: 290px; height: 222px;"&gt;                &lt;embed src="http://www.kaboodle.com/ht/flash/kpageAnimateGallery.swf?a=http://www.kaboodle.com/za/collageView?showTitle=true&amp;pid=AAAABJoxGFsAAAAAAAajHQ&amp;scaleMovie=true&amp;ver=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="290" height="222"&gt;&lt;/embed&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/9036912918125014749-4587715945959071924?l=thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4587715945959071924/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036912918125014749&amp;postID=4587715945959071924&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036912918125014749/posts/default/4587715945959071924?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036912918125014749/posts/default/4587715945959071924?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThePinupCowgirl/~3/qUOVSfSVsmQ/pinup-cowgirl-birthday-wish-list.html" title="The Pinup Cowgirl Birthday Wish List" /><author><name>Pinup Cowgirl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B3KMIGcvmPQ/SL_zcGOl2pI/AAAAAAAAA94/lEO3LCc4wVI/S220/102598902_upHzk9UD_ATL_4582.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com/2008/09/pinup-cowgirl-birthday-wish-list.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUIDRX88cCp7ImA9WxRREUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036912918125014749.post-8032104094445388811</id><published>2008-09-23T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T08:26:14.178-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-23T08:26:14.178-07:00</app:edited><title>He had a BBQ stain on his white t-shirt, I was killing him in that mini skirt.</title><content type="html">Thank you Tim McGraw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway - Cpt.Tightpants and myself made our way to the Cumberland County Fair this pat weekend.  Oh, the fun. Firstly, I'm from Texas, we have FAIRS in Texas. Serious hard core, people come from all over the world to go to our fairs.  This...was a pathetic miserable shell of a ghost haunting a dead person. It was bad to say the least. However, I thoroughly enjoyed spending time with my man and seeing the animals, which was really the highlight of the Fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You go to the fair to see the wares (which there were none), ride the carnival rides and eat.  My first rant will begin with the food.  Cpt. Tightpants decided he would consume a corn dog, I however, loving New York hot dogs, decided why the hell not, hot dog it is.  Can I just tell you how hard it was to find a freaking vendor that would put melted nachoesque cheese on my damn hot dog?! I was not pleased, at all.  I finally found one and they were kind and loaded me up with Chili, Cheese and onions, but then put slaw on my hot dog. Ewwww... I'm spoiled from the hot dog vendor in Cpt. Tightpants home town.  I love it, for a matter of a fact, I need to ask his mother if she'll call that lovely woman and see if she'll be there for when we visit over Christmas. Yes, I do love that hot dog vendor that much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I don't mean to get all preachy here, but, I'm annoyed.  My birthday is on Halloween. I love me and therefore I love Halloween and all the fun stuff that comes with it.  Now, Spirit Halloween stores are fun, costuming is awesome (duh....) so, when I walked by Spirit's booth, who paid to advertise at this local fair and someone has plopped down a Bible on the table, I get extremely irritated.  Okay, I'll be honest, flat out pissed.  If you are a Christian, that is fabulous and I've nothing against them in the slightest. However, putting a Bible on a Halloween store table? Really? What do you think is going to happen, people suddenly not want to dress up on Halloween if you do that? Are you kidding me?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It boils my blood.  "Halloween is a Satanic holiday." No. Negative.  End of story. It is NOT. I can not put that more bluntly. People who worship Halloween as an actual holiday and not some marketing scheme by major corporations celebrate it for their deceased loved ones, for their new year and various other reasons.  You don't see those people coming and putting Death Dolls on your nativity scene do you? No, because they typically respect others.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036912918125014749-8032104094445388811?l=thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8032104094445388811/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036912918125014749&amp;postID=8032104094445388811&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036912918125014749/posts/default/8032104094445388811?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036912918125014749/posts/default/8032104094445388811?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThePinupCowgirl/~3/EM6PAW-ZEyI/he-had-bbq-stain-on-his-white-t-shirt-i.html" title="He had a BBQ stain on his white t-shirt, I was killing him in that mini skirt." /><author><name>Pinup Cowgirl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B3KMIGcvmPQ/SL_zcGOl2pI/AAAAAAAAA94/lEO3LCc4wVI/S220/102598902_upHzk9UD_ATL_4582.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com/2008/09/he-had-bbq-stain-on-his-white-t-shirt-i.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkQBRn8yfip7ImA9WxRSFko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036912918125014749.post-7966224920273905169</id><published>2008-09-17T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T09:52:37.196-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-17T09:52:37.196-07:00</app:edited><title>New Signature</title><content type="html">A lovely guy made this for me, which I greatly appreciate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/User%20Icons/?action=view&amp;current=ashiasig-1.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/User%20Icons/ashiasig-1.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you all think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DC Saturday and Sunday coming.....I just, have been so swamped at work that I haven't felt inspired to write it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also - some new things coming up, will post more later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036912918125014749-7966224920273905169?l=thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7966224920273905169/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036912918125014749&amp;postID=7966224920273905169&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036912918125014749/posts/default/7966224920273905169?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036912918125014749/posts/default/7966224920273905169?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThePinupCowgirl/~3/iT7OLiordnw/new-signature.html" title="New Signature" /><author><name>Pinup Cowgirl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B3KMIGcvmPQ/SL_zcGOl2pI/AAAAAAAAA94/lEO3LCc4wVI/S220/102598902_upHzk9UD_ATL_4582.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/User%20Icons/th_ashiasig-1.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-signature.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEEMQX08fCp7ImA9WxRSEU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036912918125014749.post-7430181736892622522</id><published>2008-09-11T04:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T04:31:20.374-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-11T04:31:20.374-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sci-fi" /><title>The 50 Hottest Women Of Sci-Fi</title><content type="html">I have to agree with some of the list.  Though, Ripley that low to the bottom? I don't think so.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ugo.com/movies/top-50-hottest-sci-fi-girls/"&gt;Who Is Hot To You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell me who is your # 1 pick?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036912918125014749-7430181736892622522?l=thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7430181736892622522/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036912918125014749&amp;postID=7430181736892622522&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036912918125014749/posts/default/7430181736892622522?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036912918125014749/posts/default/7430181736892622522?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThePinupCowgirl/~3/GYoRByehPq4/50-hottest-women-of-sci-fi.html" title="The 50 Hottest Women Of Sci-Fi" /><author><name>Pinup Cowgirl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B3KMIGcvmPQ/SL_zcGOl2pI/AAAAAAAAA94/lEO3LCc4wVI/S220/102598902_upHzk9UD_ATL_4582.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com/2008/09/50-hottest-women-of-sci-fi.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkAFQ3k_fCp7ImA9WxRSEE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036912918125014749.post-1221553873852324106</id><published>2008-09-09T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T15:51:52.744-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-09T15:51:52.744-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pinups" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Military" /><title>Something For The Troops</title><content type="html">I still have a massive Dragon*con 08 post to do, but I've been a little preoccupied with work. That and I'm going to Vancouver in November,so I need to stay on top of my work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the mean time, Please help me help my dear friend &lt;a href="http://www.nekap.net/"&gt;Neil Kaplan&lt;/a&gt; help out the Troops.  Neil is proposing an awesome idea called &lt;a href="http://ideablob.com/ideas/3154-Audio-Theater-for-the-Troops"&gt;Audio Theater For The Troops"&lt;/a&gt;.  Please take the time to sign up and vote. The website will not spam your e-mail box, I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you know the troops are near and dear to my heart.  So please give him the support he needs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pinup Cowgirl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3199/2826358266_9684f93b7d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3199/2826358266_9684f93b7d.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036912918125014749-1221553873852324106?l=thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1221553873852324106/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036912918125014749&amp;postID=1221553873852324106&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036912918125014749/posts/default/1221553873852324106?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036912918125014749/posts/default/1221553873852324106?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThePinupCowgirl/~3/NojDTJC8qL4/something-for-troops.html" title="Something For The Troops" /><author><name>Pinup Cowgirl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B3KMIGcvmPQ/SL_zcGOl2pI/AAAAAAAAA94/lEO3LCc4wVI/S220/102598902_upHzk9UD_ATL_4582.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3199/2826358266_9684f93b7d_t.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com/2008/09/something-for-troops.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0EGQn05eSp7ImA9WxRTF0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036912918125014749.post-3641591911887237948</id><published>2008-09-07T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T06:53:43.321-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-07T06:53:43.321-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cons" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="anime" /><title>Anime, Why I Think I Hate It</title><content type="html">This post isn't going to be long. But after having been to a 501st event yesterday that was to support a mini con, that was mostly anime related, I really do think I hate anime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it because it is a cartoon that it appeals to 10 year olds? One of the panels was, "It's A Trick! Gender Bending In Anime." WTF? Seriously? Not that I have a problem with it, do what ya feel I say, but in such a straight and narrow bible belted down like Fayetteville? I am surprised people with torches and pitch forks didn't' show up in the building and try to rush all the kids watching. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, with my mind still being in Dragoncon mode, I was on about Dragoncon fun and we all know what Dragoncon fun is all about (if you don't....then shame on you). Cpt. Tightpants made fun of me about it the majority of the time. He just stands silent like a statue, but I'm a social butterfly apparently and it's hard to be social when well, there are 10 year old gender bending anime children around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dragon*Con 08 Saturday and Sunday posts coming, I promise.  I just haven't felt like writing them. :X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036912918125014749-3641591911887237948?l=thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3641591911887237948/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036912918125014749&amp;postID=3641591911887237948&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036912918125014749/posts/default/3641591911887237948?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036912918125014749/posts/default/3641591911887237948?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThePinupCowgirl/~3/sgAG6J6W-xc/anime-why-i-think-i-hate-it.html" title="Anime, Why I Think I Hate It" /><author><name>Pinup Cowgirl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B3KMIGcvmPQ/SL_zcGOl2pI/AAAAAAAAA94/lEO3LCc4wVI/S220/102598902_upHzk9UD_ATL_4582.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com/2008/09/anime-why-i-think-i-hate-it.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D08BRX8zfip7ImA9WxRTFkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036912918125014749.post-2940487298913705770</id><published>2008-09-05T04:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T04:57:34.186-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-05T04:57:34.186-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="guns" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="personal protection" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Texas" /><title>Texas......I love you.  Thank you for the Pwng.</title><content type="html">How many times must I tell you people? You do not and I repeat do not fuck with Texans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,417122,00.html"&gt;Take this lesson to the bank, you bitches.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036912918125014749-2940487298913705770?l=thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2940487298913705770/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036912918125014749&amp;postID=2940487298913705770&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036912918125014749/posts/default/2940487298913705770?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036912918125014749/posts/default/2940487298913705770?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThePinupCowgirl/~3/PYq3rSXBRQA/texasi-love-you-thank-you-for-pwng.html" title="Texas......I love you.  Thank you for the Pwng." /><author><name>Pinup Cowgirl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B3KMIGcvmPQ/SL_zcGOl2pI/AAAAAAAAA94/lEO3LCc4wVI/S220/102598902_upHzk9UD_ATL_4582.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com/2008/09/texasi-love-you-thank-you-for-pwng.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D08HR3Y4eip7ImA9WxRTF0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036912918125014749.post-5781297770497828618</id><published>2008-09-04T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T06:57:16.832-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-07T06:57:16.832-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dragoncon" /><title>Friday Dragon*Con 08</title><content type="html">My favorite night of the convention. Room parties, drinking, dessert costumes, Ghost Hunter boys and elevator rides. Oh yeah, super fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam and Jenni got up and out the door fairly early in their Trenches armour. They rawked the casba in them. I however was a lazy bastard and decided to lounge in the room before getting dressed for the day. Hehe. I didn't really feel like putting on my enterprise costume, but managed to anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Dea however was making it difficult to keep on.......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/Dragoncon%2008/2820710724_7f64813d52.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/Dragoncon%2008/2820710724_7f64813d52.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly I wandered around for a bit talked to Colin and a couple of the wrestler boys in the walk of fame. I also was given an experimental hug. Now, I tell you, beware...cause, wow, the reaction my body had was unexpected to say the least! But super fun.  It should be noted Cpt. Tightpants was off doing Cpt. Tightpants type things. LOL - Meaning, I had no clue where he was half the time cause he was partying it up somehwere where I wasn't. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was time for the huge over the top, Dessert costume!!!!!! We all had a good time getting ready together in the room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We stepped out in high fashion, immediately the camera's were on us, not that we minded!&lt;/strong&gt;, Dea, Sam, Me, Carmen, Sagrira, Jenni:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/Dragoncon%2008/Dessert/2822405601_2de645bd0a_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/Dragoncon%2008/Dessert/2822405601_2de645bd0a_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me being cheesy!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/Dragoncon%2008/Dessert/2822600120_5bacf1ed3b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/Dragoncon%2008/Dessert/2822600120_5bacf1ed3b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Roomies Striking A Pose!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/Dragoncon%2008/Dessert/2825090456_23e2391957_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/Dragoncon%2008/Dessert/2825090456_23e2391957_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While taking pictures in my dessert, I noticed a good looking man giving me some naughty looks, so, when I made eye contact I realized who he was! It was Rob Demarest with Ghost Hunter's International! W00t! We exchanged, some, very polite conversation, apparently, I was his pick of women. A lady will never tell what we discussed however.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rob had asked for his picutre to be taken with me on his camera. I said yes and obviously we exchanged photos for each other.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/Dragoncon%2008/Dessert/pureftpd_48c006e1_aa_0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/Dragoncon%2008/Dessert/pureftpd_48c006e1_aa_0007.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the evening was spent with old friends and new. Some, who I just adore completely. I had a lovely evening at a small room party. Got lots of compliments, as we all did and in general rocked. I also enjoyed my elevator rides, cause that damn thing goes fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My favorite candid shot of the night!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/Dragoncon%2008/Dessert/2823146266_26b76c5383_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/Dragoncon%2008/Dessert/2823146266_26b76c5383_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me and Traci looking fabu!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/Dragoncon%2008/Dessert/2823243984_7127cb311e_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/Dragoncon%2008/Dessert/2823243984_7127cb311e_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Awwwww!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/Dragoncon%2008/Colin%20Corrington/2822321915_36bb24d1ab_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/Dragoncon%2008/Colin%20Corrington/2822321915_36bb24d1ab_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036912918125014749-5781297770497828618?l=thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5781297770497828618/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036912918125014749&amp;postID=5781297770497828618&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036912918125014749/posts/default/5781297770497828618?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036912918125014749/posts/default/5781297770497828618?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThePinupCowgirl/~3/DGaVz0-xquI/friday-dragoncon-08.html" title="Friday Dragon*Con 08" /><author><name>Pinup Cowgirl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B3KMIGcvmPQ/SL_zcGOl2pI/AAAAAAAAA94/lEO3LCc4wVI/S220/102598902_upHzk9UD_ATL_4582.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/Dragoncon%2008/th_2820710724_7f64813d52.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com/2008/09/friday-dragoncon-08.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkYHRns7eCp7ImA9WxRTFU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036912918125014749.post-2682196655652111492</id><published>2008-09-03T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T05:08:57.500-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-04T05:08:57.500-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dragoncon" /><title>Thursday Night Of Dragon*Con 08</title><content type="html">How to even begin summing up Dragon*Con. It’s such an experience. It is such a contradiction in so many ways. Sometimes, you are all alone, standing among 30,000 people and then other times, you feel like you are the only one those same 30,000 are paying attention to. You are happy to be there and then sad to leave. You are tired, but won’t go to bed. You are hungry, but can’t time find to eat. It’s like, some strange conglomeration of a Mecca hike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenni and I began our track early Thursday morning, so early in fact, we started con on con sleep. We checked on Sam multiple times to make sure she was actually surviving the drive since she got like, no sleep. After a few pit stops on the road, which led us to no store or no gas hell we finally made it to DC. Once we got our room, and got unloaded the very first thing I did was plop down on the bed all giddy like. The suite we stayed in rocked our socks. I think we’ll be getting another next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the badges episode where we made fun of a many people and decided which celebrities we would drool over, we began the preparations for dinner. Here we are before we headed into the restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/Dragoncon%2008/?action=view&amp;current=2819821951_925a77b53f.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/Dragoncon%2008/2819821951_925a77b53f.jpg" width="500" height="350" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/Dragoncon%2008/?action=view&amp;current=2821627195_ff296fc5e6_o.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/Dragoncon%2008/2821627195_ff296fc5e6_o.jpg" width="400" height="600" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Fitness Femmes met for din-din in the Sears restaurant right next to The Pulse Bar in the Marriott. It was fairly tasty. Best of all, the big pants, provided us a giant piece of chocolate cake for all of us to enjoy. It was sinfully delicious..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here we are being sinful&lt;/em&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/Dragoncon%2008/?action=view&amp;current=2821640779_03ac4b3a75.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/Dragoncon%2008/2821640779_03ac4b3a75.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, I proceeded to the Wolf Pack Elite pajama party, where I checked things out, "out of PJ's" before getting into them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Colin, Toby, Jason, Chris and Aaron that night too. We took all but Aaron back to our suite and hung out till the wee hours of the morn. It was awesome. We had a lovely evening. Some of us became smitten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More of Dragon*Con 08 To come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Before at the PJ party&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/Dragoncon%2008/?action=view&amp;current=l_c5f304152cb4b208c69e04a4a0e3cfc8.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/Dragoncon%2008/l_c5f304152cb4b208c69e04a4a0e3cfc8.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now in PJ's but no longer at the PJ party, because someone who shall remained un-named showed up to the Pulse bar and I made a mad dash to the bar to catch a glimpse. Only to find out later, I wasn't so smitten with him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jenni and I PJ's vs. Glam!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/Dragoncon%2008/?action=view&amp;current=2823086001_4252d81aa4_o.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/Dragoncon%2008/2823086001_4252d81aa4_o.jpg" width="500" height="400" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Us Bitches, lounging it out in the Pulse Bar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/Dragoncon%2008/?action=view&amp;current=Copyof2821596271_1418f4d94e_o.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/Dragoncon%2008/Copyof2821596271_1418f4d94e_o.jpg" width="500" height="300" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036912918125014749-2682196655652111492?l=thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2682196655652111492/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036912918125014749&amp;postID=2682196655652111492&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036912918125014749/posts/default/2682196655652111492?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036912918125014749/posts/default/2682196655652111492?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThePinupCowgirl/~3/bNq2xL61EEY/thursday-night-of-dragoncon-08.html" title="Thursday Night Of Dragon*Con 08" /><author><name>Pinup Cowgirl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B3KMIGcvmPQ/SL_zcGOl2pI/AAAAAAAAA94/lEO3LCc4wVI/S220/102598902_upHzk9UD_ATL_4582.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/Dragoncon%2008/th_2819821951_925a77b53f.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com/2008/09/thursday-night-of-dragoncon-08.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkACR34zeip7ImA9WxRTE0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036912918125014749.post-2116000630696221031</id><published>2008-09-02T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T15:32:46.082-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-02T15:32:46.082-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dragoncon" /><title>Back From Dragon*Con 08.</title><content type="html">Wow what a whirl wind. I will write up a full report, complete with pictures later.  Not today.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I am having various post con blues.  I really had a fabulous time this year.  I met some new people, some I had a wonderful connection with and others that were just fun to be around.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My DC ending didn't go as well as I had planned, but, I can still say, this is the best Dragon*Con ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You still owe me an elevator ride. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036912918125014749-2116000630696221031?l=thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2116000630696221031/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036912918125014749&amp;postID=2116000630696221031&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036912918125014749/posts/default/2116000630696221031?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036912918125014749/posts/default/2116000630696221031?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThePinupCowgirl/~3/D3udLZI0-BA/back-from-dragoncon-08.html" title="Back From Dragon*Con 08." /><author><name>Pinup Cowgirl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B3KMIGcvmPQ/SL_zcGOl2pI/AAAAAAAAA94/lEO3LCc4wVI/S220/102598902_upHzk9UD_ATL_4582.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com/2008/09/back-from-dragoncon-08.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEMCSX4_eSp7ImA9WxdaF0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036912918125014749.post-7262967237043237760</id><published>2008-08-25T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T19:07:48.041-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-08-25T19:07:48.041-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Things My Boyfriend Says" /><title>Things My Boyfriend Says, Pt. 8</title><content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;TPC:&lt;/strong&gt; "Gerard Way is rumored to be going to Dragon Con this year. I'm so excited."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cpt. Tightpants:&lt;/strong&gt; "If I see him there I'm going to punch him in the back of the head and then right, fuck you on his face and see if he gets that tattooed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TPC:&lt;/strong&gt; "Why the jelousy, why the violence honey? There is no need."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cpt. Tightpants:&lt;/strong&gt; "Okay, does he have a girlfriend? I'll just piss on her instead, you know marking my territory and all."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;face palm&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036912918125014749-7262967237043237760?l=thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7262967237043237760/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036912918125014749&amp;postID=7262967237043237760&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036912918125014749/posts/default/7262967237043237760?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036912918125014749/posts/default/7262967237043237760?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThePinupCowgirl/~3/WXbldpomWdM/things-my-boyfriend-says-pt-7_25.html" title="Things My Boyfriend Says, Pt. 8" /><author><name>Pinup Cowgirl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B3KMIGcvmPQ/SL_zcGOl2pI/AAAAAAAAA94/lEO3LCc4wVI/S220/102598902_upHzk9UD_ATL_4582.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com/2008/08/things-my-boyfriend-says-pt-7_25.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUQFSHczfyp7ImA9WxdaFko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036912918125014749.post-5302989332501937022</id><published>2008-08-25T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T07:08:39.987-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-08-25T07:08:39.987-07:00</app:edited><title>Almost There</title><content type="html">It's almsot DC, I'll be posting lots more once I get back. But with work and trying to finish everything up, I've been too busy to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I did try to relax. I did so by sitting down and watching the full first season of "Secret Diary of a Call Girl".  I love it.  I don't think she's HAWT the call girl, but pretty and I do think it seems fairly realistic.  I am in love with her love interest/ex boyfriend/best mate, Ben.  He's adorable.  I recommend watching it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be my last post, again, till after DC.  Please e-mail me if you'd like meet up at DC.  I'll give you meeting info then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036912918125014749-5302989332501937022?l=thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5302989332501937022/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036912918125014749&amp;postID=5302989332501937022&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036912918125014749/posts/default/5302989332501937022?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036912918125014749/posts/default/5302989332501937022?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThePinupCowgirl/~3/lukdNGH0BG8/almost-there.html" title="Almost There" /><author><name>Pinup Cowgirl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B3KMIGcvmPQ/SL_zcGOl2pI/AAAAAAAAA94/lEO3LCc4wVI/S220/102598902_upHzk9UD_ATL_4582.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com/2008/08/almost-there.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEEFQ3g4fyp7ImA9WxdbGUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036912918125014749.post-5387741669436776937</id><published>2008-08-17T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T08:23:32.637-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-08-17T08:23:32.637-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Star Wars" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dragoncon" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="501st" /><title>Ack!</title><content type="html">Sorry for the silence.  It's that time of year when my brain and energy are completely dedicated to Dragoncon.  Which is...I belive for me now...10 days away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to meet at DC please shoot me an e-mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now I give you a little bit of geeky goodiness.  Last night Cpt. Tightpants and myself headed out with our local 501st group (&lt;a href="http://www.carolina501st.com"&gt;Carolina 501st &lt;/a&gt;) to a viewing of the Clone Wars.  We stood in line for over two hours while kids asked us for our autographs and pictures.  The kids were fun, but the adults....hehe that is where the hilarity ensued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was one guy who was so excited to take a picture wih me that his wife actually told him no. :X It was hysterical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of pics for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/501st%20Photoshoot/DSC01288-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/501st%20Photoshoot/DSC01288-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;Ash, Star Wars fan and Sara&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/501st%20Photoshoot/JeffJimAshia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/501st%20Photoshoot/JeffJimAshia.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036912918125014749-5387741669436776937?l=thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5387741669436776937/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036912918125014749&amp;postID=5387741669436776937&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036912918125014749/posts/default/5387741669436776937?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036912918125014749/posts/default/5387741669436776937?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThePinupCowgirl/~3/QUjtF56WOeU/ack.html" title="Ack!" /><author><name>Pinup Cowgirl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B3KMIGcvmPQ/SL_zcGOl2pI/AAAAAAAAA94/lEO3LCc4wVI/S220/102598902_upHzk9UD_ATL_4582.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/501st%20Photoshoot/th_DSC01288-1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com/2008/08/ack.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0YGQXkyfCp7ImA9WxdbFEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036912918125014749.post-4003330875702853700</id><published>2008-08-11T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T11:58:40.794-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-08-11T11:58:40.794-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Things My Boyfriend Says" /><title>Things My Boyfriend Says, Pt. 7</title><content type="html">Set up:  I'm not feeling too well.  He is being silly and charming trying to cheer me up and make me perky. So it begins;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TPC:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;"I don't feel good, ya know? Not grumpy, just kinda drained honey. I think I am PMS'ing....."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cpt. Tightpants:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;"PMS'ing? You've been PMS'ing like two weeks now. Hell, by the time you are done PMS'ing, it'll be time for you to start PMS'ing again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TPC:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;"That's why it's called PMS goober, ya know...the PRE part means before. *snicker*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cpt. Tightpants, with the biggest grin ever:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;"No honey, that just makes you a bitch."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how I love this man. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036912918125014749-4003330875702853700?l=thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4003330875702853700/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036912918125014749&amp;postID=4003330875702853700&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036912918125014749/posts/default/4003330875702853700?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036912918125014749/posts/default/4003330875702853700?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThePinupCowgirl/~3/w1O6vRhCqTk/things-my-boyfriend-says-pt-7.html" title="Things My Boyfriend Says, Pt. 7" /><author><name>Pinup Cowgirl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B3KMIGcvmPQ/SL_zcGOl2pI/AAAAAAAAA94/lEO3LCc4wVI/S220/102598902_upHzk9UD_ATL_4582.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com/2008/08/things-my-boyfriend-says-pt-7.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEUESHk-fSp7ImA9WxdbEUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036912918125014749.post-26496906407983780</id><published>2008-08-08T04:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T04:50:09.755-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-08-08T04:50:09.755-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Crypt Chick" /><title>Crypt Chick Update # 4</title><content type="html">So my darling seamstress (who I can not wait to meet cause I think she is awesome) sent me the outline of my Crypt Chick crosses for the bra and skirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/Crypt%20Chick/?action=view&amp;current=cross.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/Crypt%20Chick/cross.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woot! 20 days till Dragoncon. I don't know if I'm scared or excited at this point.  I don't really have any more research or costume stuff to do, after this weekend, so I'm kinda bored now actually.   I do need some really cute vintage looking shoes, but can't find anything that suits my fancy. Heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036912918125014749-26496906407983780?l=thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/26496906407983780/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036912918125014749&amp;postID=26496906407983780&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036912918125014749/posts/default/26496906407983780?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036912918125014749/posts/default/26496906407983780?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThePinupCowgirl/~3/hUKxeE3caaw/crypt-chick-update-4.html" title="Crypt Chick Update # 4" /><author><name>Pinup Cowgirl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B3KMIGcvmPQ/SL_zcGOl2pI/AAAAAAAAA94/lEO3LCc4wVI/S220/102598902_upHzk9UD_ATL_4582.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/Crypt%20Chick/th_cross.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com/2008/08/crypt-chick-update-4.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck4BSH4ycSp7ImA9WxdbEUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036912918125014749.post-3021677759892606117</id><published>2008-08-07T05:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T05:09:19.099-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-08-07T05:09:19.099-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="geeks" /><title>what kind of geek are you?</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://s45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/?action=view&amp;current=funny-picture-1405-4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f78/CowgirlAshia/funny-picture-1405-4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well which one are you? I never really gave much thought to it, since I just classify myself as geek. I'm a cosplay geek, that is for sure, Trek geek, Imperial/Jedi geek to name a few.  Hmmmm maybe I'm a Master Geek. I like the ring of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I'm crazy busy getting ready for DC. I'm on my way to Richmond, VA this weekend to finish up a few projects.  It'll be a nice break from the house, but I'll miss Cpt. Tightpants.  Lord knows he'll have a few things to say when I get back about....whatever :P LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036912918125014749-3021677759892606117?l=thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3021677759892606117/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036912918125014749&amp;postID=3021677759892606117&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036912918125014749/posts/default/3021677759892606117?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036912918125014749/posts/default/3021677759892606117?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThePinupCowgirl/~3/5-TwBoNz8dc/what-kind-of-geek-are-you.html" title="what kind of geek are you?" /><author><name>Pinup Cowgirl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B3KMIGcvmPQ/SL_zcGOl2pI/AAAAAAAAA94/lEO3LCc4wVI/S220/102598902_upHzk9UD_ATL_4582.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-kind-of-geek-are-you.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0YBQXw4cCp7ImA9WxdUGUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036912918125014749.post-8248468569176600929</id><published>2008-08-05T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T12:39:10.238-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-08-05T12:39:10.238-07:00</app:edited><title>Sick Like Mick</title><content type="html">Yep.  The Cowgirl is -sick-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been trying to pretend I wasn't, or at least, kinda. The nasty fever I've had for two days is still here and I'm exhausted. No amount of sleep is making it better. I went ahead and worked out yesterday and regret it something awful today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've little to update you with since I'm icky.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036912918125014749-8248468569176600929?l=thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8248468569176600929/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036912918125014749&amp;postID=8248468569176600929&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036912918125014749/posts/default/8248468569176600929?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036912918125014749/posts/default/8248468569176600929?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThePinupCowgirl/~3/2xSEkJVmzNI/sick-like-mick.html" title="Sick Like Mick" /><author><name>Pinup Cowgirl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B3KMIGcvmPQ/SL_zcGOl2pI/AAAAAAAAA94/lEO3LCc4wVI/S220/102598902_upHzk9UD_ATL_4582.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com/2008/08/sick-like-mick.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0UHR3g5fCp7ImA9WxdUGEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036912918125014749.post-7310628094122550154</id><published>2008-08-04T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T07:13:56.624-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-08-04T07:13:56.624-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="guns" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Family" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Cats" /><title>Family, Guns and Cats</title><content type="html">Seriously, this weekend was a whirl wind.  Cpt. Tightpants family came in, which always makes things crazy.  This time however, it was his mother, brother, grandmother, grandfather and his two cousins, aged 19 and 17.  Great people, loving caring family. After they left, we turned off the T.V. sat on the couch and just enjoyed the silence for a few moments.  It was nice to see them and have them here, but it was also nice to just be still for a few minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the cats, Marty, gets really anxious when people are around other than me and the Tightpants. So he typically hides.  However, he keeps me up at night, so I needed to remove him from where he was hiding, which was under our bed.  He panicked and ran under the bed, I stopped him by pressing down on his back to hold him in place till I could grab him.  I didn't want to tug on his tail or anything. So anyway - he is pissed and hissing and mrowling and I pick him up. Where he proceeds to hiss and moan and then....suddenly he freakking sprays me! Like a defensive spray! Like what a skunk would do. I felt like I was in that episode of South Park where everyone gets high on cat piss and sees Heavy Metal.  It was so gross and all Cpt. Tightpants could do was laugh at me. He just kept laughing. Bastard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, we went to a gun show. I saw a gun I really liked, its a Walthar, but they only had it in a .22 caliber at the gun show. I'm pretty sure I saw it in a .32 cal at a few other stores, but no go there. .22 just isn't big enough for me. If I shoot at you, I'd like it to not just initially piss you off if I don't hit a major organ on the first try. Ya know? If I'm shooting I'm shooting to take your ass out. Remember that. Oh and now I'm a card carrying memeber of the NRA. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah not a lot of geekiness going on this weekend. Sorry guys. But I did have a great time with Cpt. Tightpant's mom and the rest of his family.  Got a new shirt from his mum and two pairs of shoes from his Grandmother, which was unexpected, but very kind of them and I highly appreciate it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I have some Cpt. Tightpantsisims coming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036912918125014749-7310628094122550154?l=thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7310628094122550154/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036912918125014749&amp;postID=7310628094122550154&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036912918125014749/posts/default/7310628094122550154?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036912918125014749/posts/default/7310628094122550154?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThePinupCowgirl/~3/gKZZH_X5lJM/family-guns-and-cats.html" title="Family, Guns and Cats" /><author><name>Pinup Cowgirl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B3KMIGcvmPQ/SL_zcGOl2pI/AAAAAAAAA94/lEO3LCc4wVI/S220/102598902_upHzk9UD_ATL_4582.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com/2008/08/family-guns-and-cats.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkYERHo7eCp7ImA9WxdUFkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036912918125014749.post-8793472337661486330</id><published>2008-08-01T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T10:01:45.400-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-08-01T10:01:45.400-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Stargate" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Things My Boyfriend Says" /><title>Stargate Continuum Review and "Things My Boyfriend Says, Pt. 6"</title><content type="html">Watched the newest (I guess last?) &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0929629/"&gt; Stargate&lt;/a&gt; movie, Continuum, last night.  It was a fun movie. Obviously not breath taking by any stretch of the imagination, but nice to see the 'gang' back together if you are a Stargate fan.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't throw out any spoilers, I'm kind like that but I will make these couple of likes/dislikes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I still maintain that "Vala" is a filler character and I really don't 'get' her often.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I &lt;3 Ba'al.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I hate that they made Ba'al badass and then immodestly pussified him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. There was too much "OMG Richard Dean Anderson is in this one!!!" and not enough actual Jack in this. :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love me some Richard Dean Anderson.  He is starting to get up there in years, but I don't care, I still would let him practice baby making with me (yeah..I'm nice like that ;) ). Anyway, NOT ENOUGH freaking Richard Dean Anderson as Jack in this film.  I was lied to. Completely, I was even told that Jack and Carter are together in this one.  I saw this to you, my inside Stargate source, I no longer trust you. &lt;insert Cowgirl frowny face here&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on to the second part of this post's title: "Things My Boyfriend Says"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people know this story, because I tell it all the time. Its one of my favorite Cpt. Tightpants moments.  You have to remember that Cpt. Tightpants is possibly the most manly man you'll ever meet (short of his love affair with cats....which does inhibit the manliness sometimes, but I digress). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was our second or third date.  We are sitting on his couch (the death trap couch) when we flip on the TV and Stargate is on.  Richard Dean Anderson is on screen and thus begins the conversation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TPC:&lt;/b&gt; Damn, R.D. Anderson is like fine wine.  He keeps getting better with age. He is a very attractive man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cpt. Tightpants:&lt;/b&gt; Indeed he is.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*insert my smirk and blink, then Cpt. Tightpants realizes what he has said and panics quickly following with*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cpt. Tightpants:&lt;/b&gt; And I mean that in the most non gay way possible! I gotta go clean a gun now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036912918125014749-8793472337661486330?l=thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8793472337661486330/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036912918125014749&amp;postID=8793472337661486330&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036912918125014749/posts/default/8793472337661486330?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036912918125014749/posts/default/8793472337661486330?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThePinupCowgirl/~3/AwmcZpsF980/stargate-continuum-review-and-things-my.html" title="Stargate Continuum Review and &quot;Things My Boyfriend Says, Pt. 6&quot;" /><author><name>Pinup Cowgirl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B3KMIGcvmPQ/SL_zcGOl2pI/AAAAAAAAA94/lEO3LCc4wVI/S220/102598902_upHzk9UD_ATL_4582.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com/2008/08/stargate-continuum-review-and-things-my.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEQMRngzeSp7ImA9WxdUFEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036912918125014749.post-5704962800942115974</id><published>2008-07-30T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T11:26:27.681-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-30T11:26:27.681-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Things My Boyfriend Says" /><title>Things My Boyfriend Says Pt. 5</title><content type="html">Apparently, people think Cpt. Tightpants is funny. I do too. But Cpt. Tightpants does not think he is funny.  I have gotten numerous e-mails from people requesting more "Things My Boyfriend Says" comments.  I made mention of this and Cpt. Tightpants wanted me to remind you not to, and I quote, "rush his brilliance".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, while waiting for him to come up with his, uh, brilliance; I came across &lt;a href="http://www.thingsmyboyfriendsays.com"&gt; this gem&lt;/a&gt;.  Nope its not mine.  Its that girls and her boyfriend is just, "the boyfriend" and apparently rather funny.  I would agree, he is a brilliant bastard.  I want to make sure she knows, I am not stealing her man's thunder, Cpt. Tightpants is, with his 'brilliance'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I give you, "Things My Boyfriend Says Pt. 5"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cpt. Tightpants:&lt;/b&gt; I took a zombie apocalypse survival test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TPC:&lt;/b&gt; Oh yeah? How well did you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cpt. Tightpants:&lt;/b&gt; Fairly well, but not good enough. I only got a 90% survival rate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TPC:&lt;/b&gt; Only 90% huh?  Cause, everyone else in the world scored that high. So why did you only get 90%?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cpt. Tightpants:&lt;/b&gt; Being the awesome boyfriend I am, I answered one of the questions which involved going back to get you, even if you were on the opposite side of town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TPC:&lt;/b&gt; You are blaming me for your 10% possible failure rate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cpt. Tightpants:&lt;/b&gt; Indeed - so I'll just go ahead and kill you now. It'll save me later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036912918125014749-5704962800942115974?l=thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5704962800942115974/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036912918125014749&amp;postID=5704962800942115974&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036912918125014749/posts/default/5704962800942115974?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036912918125014749/posts/default/5704962800942115974?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThePinupCowgirl/~3/rjLXstTPPS8/things-my-boyfriend-says-pt-5.html" title="Things My Boyfriend Says Pt. 5" /><author><name>Pinup Cowgirl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B3KMIGcvmPQ/SL_zcGOl2pI/AAAAAAAAA94/lEO3LCc4wVI/S220/102598902_upHzk9UD_ATL_4582.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thepinupcowgirl.blogspot.com/2008/07/things-my-boyfriend-says-pt-5.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEUFQXc8fCp7ImA9WxdUE0k.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036912918125014749.post-9171927524396826547</id><published>2008-07-29T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T07:36:50.974-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-29T07:36:50.974-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rvb" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="costumes" /><title>Blarg, Honk Blarg</title><content type="html">Yep, I've been powerhousing Red Vs. Blue again the last few days. I freaking love Crunchbite. I think I should name my first born that. Heh. Okay..anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm already sick of two specific costumes this year.  Indiana Jones, anything, and Iron Man. Seriously, Indy isn't even a costume. And Iron Man? Uggg...lame (the costume, not the movie).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might ask me, why am I not hating on Batman or Superman? Well because they are freaking Batman and Superman! So many variations, they dont' really get boring or old.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my advice to you geeks.  If you are going to wear Indy, make sure you wear Indy. Do it well, every last detail.  If not, than don't do it. Cause you piss people like me off and then I end up having to create a game based around you.  Like I did, last year at DC, with Jack Sparrow.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It goes like this.  You punch the person next to you, everytime you see a Jack Sparrow.  Eventually, everyone will be knocked the hell out because there were soo many damn Jack Sparrows, everyone would be KO'd.  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