<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561870185435847915</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:42:11.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weirdology</title><subtitle type='html'>Hhhmmmmm</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkattictac.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561870185435847915/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkattictac.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>magfag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16783755543559097440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRoYrNDINMI/AAAAAAAAABA/FcoGcsxSC-k/S220/SuperStock_1804R-2794.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561870185435847915.post-8378351391038100098</id><published>2008-12-26T03:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T03:51:25.802-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeff Soto</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SVTFGn19g7I/AAAAAAAAAEo/7c20PDB5yV8/s1600-h/art2007_thinkofthefuture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SVTFGn19g7I/AAAAAAAAAEo/7c20PDB5yV8/s320/art2007_thinkofthefuture.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284064980377633714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jeffsoto.com/"&gt;Jeff Soto&lt;/a&gt; does art that makes him look like an emo kid. I don't know him personally, but I'm fairly sure that he isn't.&lt;br /&gt;His art looks a bit dark and twisted, although in all his pieces, he contrasts his colors amazingly.&lt;br /&gt;I find that the way he throws bright, gaudy colors into the grays&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Richard/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt; and blacks of his painting make them more interesting to look at.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1561870185435847915-8378351391038100098?l=kitkattictac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkattictac.blogspot.com/feeds/8378351391038100098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561870185435847915&amp;postID=8378351391038100098' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561870185435847915/posts/default/8378351391038100098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561870185435847915/posts/default/8378351391038100098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkattictac.blogspot.com/2008/12/jeff-soto.html' title='Jeff Soto'/><author><name>magfag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16783755543559097440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRoYrNDINMI/AAAAAAAAABA/FcoGcsxSC-k/S220/SuperStock_1804R-2794.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SVTFGn19g7I/AAAAAAAAAEo/7c20PDB5yV8/s72-c/art2007_thinkofthefuture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561870185435847915.post-3709882569835797085</id><published>2008-11-15T03:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T18:54:07.225-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.businessweek.com/lifestyle/travelers_check/sting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 468px; height: 477px;" src="http://www.businessweek.com/lifestyle/travelers_check/sting.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry, I'm doing a lot of posts on solo artists, but hey, I like them. &lt;/div&gt;Sting is Gordon Matthew Thomas Sumner's stage name, and it is awesome. I've been brought up listening to Sting, and I swear that I know all the words to every song of his. I only recently found out that he was in the Sci-fi movie, Dune, which may I say, is now my favorite move aside from Titanic. He was also in Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels. Is that the name of the movie? I think so. Anyway, he seems to be good at playing the mean person, and he is very talented.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1561870185435847915-3709882569835797085?l=kitkattictac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkattictac.blogspot.com/feeds/3709882569835797085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561870185435847915&amp;postID=3709882569835797085' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561870185435847915/posts/default/3709882569835797085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561870185435847915/posts/default/3709882569835797085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkattictac.blogspot.com/2008/11/sting.html' title='Sting'/><author><name>magfag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16783755543559097440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRoYrNDINMI/AAAAAAAAABA/FcoGcsxSC-k/S220/SuperStock_1804R-2794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561870185435847915.post-556853575990459922</id><published>2008-11-15T02:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T02:42:25.238-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Norah Jones</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.uwm.edu/People/kaolkue/images/Norah%20Jones%2001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.uwm.edu/People/kaolkue/images/Norah%20Jones%2001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just before I start ranting about how much I love this and that, I'm going to say that I know how blunt the headings for my posts are. It's because I'm not that clever and witty, so I just think it's safer for me to stick with telling people exactly what my post is about. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now to the ranting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mum introduced me to &lt;a href="http://www.norahjones.com/"&gt;Norah Jones &lt;/a&gt;and my favourite song has always been &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IXiRuSIXbns"&gt;'Seven Years'&lt;/a&gt;, from the album, Çome AwayWith Me''. She hast a really amazing voice, and she's incredibly pretty, and to tell you the truth, I'm almost jealous.. =] She majored in jazz piano, but she also plays soul, blues and folk-based pop, which are all kind of connected, and all genres that I like, thankfully. She is of anglo-american and bangali indian descent, which explains the dark hair and eyes. She writes all her own music, and even though everyone thinks that she changed her name, she only took off the first bit. She was born as Geethali Norah Jones Shankar. Awesome name if you ask me, but a bit of a mouthful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still, I love her work, and she is really impressive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1561870185435847915-556853575990459922?l=kitkattictac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkattictac.blogspot.com/feeds/556853575990459922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561870185435847915&amp;postID=556853575990459922' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561870185435847915/posts/default/556853575990459922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561870185435847915/posts/default/556853575990459922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkattictac.blogspot.com/2008/11/norah-jones.html' title='Norah Jones'/><author><name>magfag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16783755543559097440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRoYrNDINMI/AAAAAAAAABA/FcoGcsxSC-k/S220/SuperStock_1804R-2794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561870185435847915.post-4708492275709943499</id><published>2008-11-13T12:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:42:36.281-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kling By Kling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRyQeG278qI/AAAAAAAAAEg/n2MlkyLaSAs/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 61px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRyQeG278qI/AAAAAAAAAEg/n2MlkyLaSAs/s400/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268244511028146850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRyQYJnWIJI/AAAAAAAAAEY/j9MpXeUsTZI/s1600-h/kloing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 95px; height: 123px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRyQYJnWIJI/AAAAAAAAAEY/j9MpXeUsTZI/s400/kloing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268244408688844946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fashion label created by a London based designer, &lt;a href="http://www.klingbykling.com/"&gt;Karolina Kling&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The brand was established in 2006, and has since claimed international attention for its quirky, unusual designs. Me? I like it. I know, I wouldn't wear it, but I'm a slave to black and white, and she's a genius in designing web pages. Still, it's pretty awesome, and she has some fairly strange ideas that I really like. Her latest collection is called sparKLING night, and I believe it to be my favorite of them all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1561870185435847915-4708492275709943499?l=kitkattictac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkattictac.blogspot.com/feeds/4708492275709943499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561870185435847915&amp;postID=4708492275709943499' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561870185435847915/posts/default/4708492275709943499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561870185435847915/posts/default/4708492275709943499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkattictac.blogspot.com/2008/11/kling-by-kling.html' title='Kling By Kling'/><author><name>magfag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16783755543559097440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRoYrNDINMI/AAAAAAAAABA/FcoGcsxSC-k/S220/SuperStock_1804R-2794.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRyQeG278qI/AAAAAAAAAEg/n2MlkyLaSAs/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561870185435847915.post-5991232478505296688</id><published>2008-11-13T00:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T01:05:49.831-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alanis Morissette</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRvtprwE2iI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D4gdhnnRiHc/s1600-h/dhs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 111px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRvtprwE2iI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D4gdhnnRiHc/s400/dhs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268065489514715682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRvti8E5CuI/AAAAAAAAAEI/4MIRqcGHfoY/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 113px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRvti8E5CuI/AAAAAAAAAEI/4MIRqcGHfoY/s400/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268065373637905122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, sad for me, but I love this woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alanismorissette.com/"&gt;Alanis Nadine Morissette&lt;/a&gt;, Canadian born singer, songwriter, record producer and actress. It amazes me that anyone could do all that when I can only do a few things. It also gives me hope that one day I can be something awesome. 12 Juno awards and seven Grammy awards and over 55 million albums sold worldwide...&lt;br /&gt;She's my inspiration, and her songs are really easy to sing along to as well... I know, Dorky much?&lt;br /&gt;I just watched Sydney White with and it brought out my inner dorkiness. She reminds me a bit of uuum, not Rachel Bilson... erm, Jennifer Aniston... That's it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1561870185435847915-5991232478505296688?l=kitkattictac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkattictac.blogspot.com/feeds/5991232478505296688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561870185435847915&amp;postID=5991232478505296688' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561870185435847915/posts/default/5991232478505296688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561870185435847915/posts/default/5991232478505296688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkattictac.blogspot.com/2008/11/alanis-morissette.html' title='Alanis Morissette'/><author><name>magfag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16783755543559097440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRoYrNDINMI/AAAAAAAAABA/FcoGcsxSC-k/S220/SuperStock_1804R-2794.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRvtprwE2iI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D4gdhnnRiHc/s72-c/dhs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561870185435847915.post-1698153472310462509</id><published>2008-11-13T00:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:47:21.151-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flight of the Conchords</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRvpfYISxrI/AAAAAAAAAD4/aEs2LG9UeSE/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 91px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRvpfYISxrI/AAAAAAAAAD4/aEs2LG9UeSE/s400/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268060914402379442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRvpYG70HPI/AAAAAAAAADw/M8rME4vwLlI/s1600-h/Nookie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 113px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRvpYG70HPI/AAAAAAAAADw/M8rME4vwLlI/s400/Nookie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268060789527551218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jemaine Clement and Bret McKenzie, aka, the greatest.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sad and I watch these guys in '&lt;a href="http://www.conchords.co.nz/"&gt;Flight of the Conchords&lt;/a&gt;' and they never fail to crack me up. Mind you, they're not doing anything for the Kiwi population...&lt;br /&gt;Their series revolves around two New Zealand musicians who have uprooted themselves from their home in new Zealand and gone to make it big as a novelty folk duo in New York. It goes through a series of happiness and sadness, and overall, funniness.  For more of Jemaine, watch Eagle Vs Shark...&lt;br /&gt;If you don't like kiwis, stay away...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1561870185435847915-1698153472310462509?l=kitkattictac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkattictac.blogspot.com/feeds/1698153472310462509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561870185435847915&amp;postID=1698153472310462509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561870185435847915/posts/default/1698153472310462509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561870185435847915/posts/default/1698153472310462509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkattictac.blogspot.com/2008/11/flight-of-conchords.html' title='Flight of the Conchords'/><author><name>magfag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16783755543559097440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRoYrNDINMI/AAAAAAAAABA/FcoGcsxSC-k/S220/SuperStock_1804R-2794.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRvpfYISxrI/AAAAAAAAAD4/aEs2LG9UeSE/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561870185435847915.post-124179030128003534</id><published>2008-11-12T21:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:03:18.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Threadless T-Shirts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRvC2_RF5bI/AAAAAAAAADo/MxlAUVm9aJ0/s1600-h/hero_girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRvC2_RF5bI/AAAAAAAAADo/MxlAUVm9aJ0/s400/hero_girls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268018439091774898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRvChAyjygI/AAAAAAAAADg/wlXY-jakhj8/s1600-h/1517-hero_guys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 198px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRvChAyjygI/AAAAAAAAADg/wlXY-jakhj8/s400/1517-hero_guys.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268018061543459330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Baha, these are so cool. &lt;a href="http://www.threadless.com/"&gt;Threadless&lt;/a&gt; make the coolest T-Shirts in the world. The ones that I like are really detailed, and look a bit Chinese, but they have to many, and they are so great. They're all designed by different people and they all have their own special things about them. They're all so carefully done and I think that if I could do any of the kind of art work that they do on those shirts, I'd be having a party for myself, as stuck up as that sounds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1561870185435847915-124179030128003534?l=kitkattictac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkattictac.blogspot.com/feeds/124179030128003534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561870185435847915&amp;postID=124179030128003534' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561870185435847915/posts/default/124179030128003534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561870185435847915/posts/default/124179030128003534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkattictac.blogspot.com/2008/11/threadless-t-shirts.html' title='Threadless T-Shirts'/><author><name>magfag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16783755543559097440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRoYrNDINMI/AAAAAAAAABA/FcoGcsxSC-k/S220/SuperStock_1804R-2794.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRvC2_RF5bI/AAAAAAAAADo/MxlAUVm9aJ0/s72-c/hero_girls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561870185435847915.post-2621215307967215061</id><published>2008-11-11T20:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:08:00.075-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slinkachu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.onionmag.no/blogg/wp-content/snailgraf1-blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 281px;" src="http://www.onionmag.no/blogg/wp-content/snailgraf1-blog.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this in a magazine also. Slinkachu, an artist in London, has made 2.5 centimeter high figurines and placed them around London all of them doing different things. I saw the pictures and they made me laugh. It's mostly just day to day activities made smaller, but there was one particular one that was a tine person standing on a dock and being eaten by a tiny octopus. It reminded me of Pirates of the Caribbean. His latest piece, &lt;a href="http://innercitysnail.blogspot.com/"&gt;Inner City Snai&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://innercitysnail.blogspot.com/"&gt;l&lt;/a&gt;, is pure genius. Using non-toxic paints, he graffs their shells and introduces them into the little peoples world. I would post a picture but the server is having an unhappy moment, so now you;ve just got to use those wonderful imaginations that I know you have...&lt;br /&gt;=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/Ruth%20Estelle/Desktop/snail2.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/Ruth%20Estelle/Desktop/snail1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1561870185435847915-2621215307967215061?l=kitkattictac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkattictac.blogspot.com/feeds/2621215307967215061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561870185435847915&amp;postID=2621215307967215061' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561870185435847915/posts/default/2621215307967215061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561870185435847915/posts/default/2621215307967215061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkattictac.blogspot.com/2008/11/slinkachu.html' title='Slinkachu'/><author><name>magfag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16783755543559097440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRoYrNDINMI/AAAAAAAAABA/FcoGcsxSC-k/S220/SuperStock_1804R-2794.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561870185435847915.post-3801268177495874147</id><published>2008-11-11T19:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T20:03:26.062-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear God</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRpVWPu7rII/AAAAAAAAADY/u-poOKr-3Aw/s1600-h/twins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 155px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRpVWPu7rII/AAAAAAAAADY/u-poOKr-3Aw/s400/twins.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267616554832080002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not usually into this kind of stuff, but I saw it in a magazine, and I went to the Dear God website and happened to open it on a entry called&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dear-god.net/family/and-that-god-did-not-satisfy-your-demented-agenda/"&gt;'You had your chance already, you cannot change your mind now.'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's written by a guy about his twin brother, and it made me feel so sad. It's humbling to realize what happens in other peoples lives, and that in comparison to theirs, our problems are small and insignificant. And then I realize that no ones problems are insignificant.&lt;br /&gt;But anywho, this is really sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1561870185435847915-3801268177495874147?l=kitkattictac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkattictac.blogspot.com/feeds/3801268177495874147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561870185435847915&amp;postID=3801268177495874147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561870185435847915/posts/default/3801268177495874147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561870185435847915/posts/default/3801268177495874147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkattictac.blogspot.com/2008/11/dear-god.html' title='Dear God'/><author><name>magfag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16783755543559097440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRoYrNDINMI/AAAAAAAAABA/FcoGcsxSC-k/S220/SuperStock_1804R-2794.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRpVWPu7rII/AAAAAAAAADY/u-poOKr-3Aw/s72-c/twins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561870185435847915.post-8239059760350328242</id><published>2008-11-11T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T19:22:44.547-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Antsy Pants</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRpL7-f5XVI/AAAAAAAAADQ/bhYzCvW2LN0/s1600-h/895873074_m.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 167px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRpL7-f5XVI/AAAAAAAAADQ/bhYzCvW2LN0/s400/895873074_m.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267606207924362578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRpLe43rlqI/AAAAAAAAADI/lS7WFBC3FjY/s1600-h/573932772_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 128px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRpLe43rlqI/AAAAAAAAADI/lS7WFBC3FjY/s400/573932772_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267605708197303970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/antsypantskids"&gt;Antsy Pants&lt;/a&gt; are awesome. Folk Rock/Christian Rap/ Comedy is what they are, and when I heard them first on the movie Juno, and sadly, my first thought was, how cute.&lt;br /&gt;(I know, I disgust even myself) I've looked into it though, and now I can think that same thing and feel completely happy with myself. This is a group of people that aren't amazing, but they're pretty great.  The youngest of them all, Leo, was the one that drew their cute little sign. Anyway, they really are sweet. They play on bright red guitars and bongo drums and make people feel happy for funsies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1561870185435847915-8239059760350328242?l=kitkattictac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkattictac.blogspot.com/feeds/8239059760350328242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561870185435847915&amp;postID=8239059760350328242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561870185435847915/posts/default/8239059760350328242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561870185435847915/posts/default/8239059760350328242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkattictac.blogspot.com/2008/11/antsy-pants.html' title='Antsy Pants'/><author><name>magfag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16783755543559097440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRoYrNDINMI/AAAAAAAAABA/FcoGcsxSC-k/S220/SuperStock_1804R-2794.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRpL7-f5XVI/AAAAAAAAADQ/bhYzCvW2LN0/s72-c/895873074_m.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561870185435847915.post-4470771357574551497</id><published>2008-11-11T19:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T19:10:44.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deth P. Sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRpJHVPygZI/AAAAAAAAADA/LdNholXY8Mg/s1600-h/cosmiccreepersthumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 80px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRpJHVPygZI/AAAAAAAAADA/LdNholXY8Mg/s400/cosmiccreepersthumb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267603104474497426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRpI5u3NBgI/AAAAAAAAAC4/G-qysN-CBLc/s1600-h/boatthumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 80px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRpI5u3NBgI/AAAAAAAAAC4/G-qysN-CBLc/s400/boatthumb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267602870832530946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRpIvxXFodI/AAAAAAAAACw/8N6D4h_PVJM/s1600-h/flashlightthumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 80px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRpIvxXFodI/AAAAAAAAACw/8N6D4h_PVJM/s400/flashlightthumb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267602699704443346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a cat enthusiast, I have to do a post on this guy. A long time ago, on a blog far far away, I was thinking of a subject to post on, and a friend told me about &lt;a href="http://www.dethpsun.com/seaghost/"&gt;Deth P. Sun&lt;/a&gt;. I think she knew I;d like him because I love cats so much. But seriously, he's awesome. I love the way his art is quite simple and yet so inspiring. OK, so I;m probably about the only one I know who would say it was inspiring, but it really is. It shows that you don't have to be amazing to do something amazing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1561870185435847915-4470771357574551497?l=kitkattictac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkattictac.blogspot.com/feeds/4470771357574551497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561870185435847915&amp;postID=4470771357574551497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561870185435847915/posts/default/4470771357574551497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561870185435847915/posts/default/4470771357574551497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkattictac.blogspot.com/2008/11/deth-p-sun.html' title='Deth P. Sun'/><author><name>magfag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16783755543559097440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRoYrNDINMI/AAAAAAAAABA/FcoGcsxSC-k/S220/SuperStock_1804R-2794.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRpJHVPygZI/AAAAAAAAADA/LdNholXY8Mg/s72-c/cosmiccreepersthumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561870185435847915.post-5970859890012879552</id><published>2008-11-11T18:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T18:54:56.828-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simply Supra</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRpFTs7kAII/AAAAAAAAACY/MTkaELq1eyg/s1600-h/S32004RED-HO08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 190px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRpFTs7kAII/AAAAAAAAACY/MTkaELq1eyg/s400/S32004RED-HO08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267598918944030850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No &lt;a href="http://www.suprafootwear.com/"&gt;Supra&lt;/a&gt;, not Supre. Every time I mention it, people are like,&lt;br /&gt;" Oh yeah, I just got a white sash belt from there. Their sizes are so weird though!" And I have to explain that the sizes are quite normal, and actually that isn't what I'm talking about. Supra is like the awesomerer alternative to Nike. I mean seriously, everyone loves Nike, but Supra could be way better if people actually knew. I guess Nike has the advantage of age. The  picture is of  Red Suprano Highs. I say that and everyone thinks I'm talking about high pitched sopranos. Its sickening!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1561870185435847915-5970859890012879552?l=kitkattictac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkattictac.blogspot.com/feeds/5970859890012879552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561870185435847915&amp;postID=5970859890012879552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561870185435847915/posts/default/5970859890012879552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561870185435847915/posts/default/5970859890012879552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkattictac.blogspot.com/2008/11/simply-supra.html' title='Simply Supra'/><author><name>magfag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16783755543559097440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRoYrNDINMI/AAAAAAAAABA/FcoGcsxSC-k/S220/SuperStock_1804R-2794.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRpFTs7kAII/AAAAAAAAACY/MTkaELq1eyg/s72-c/S32004RED-HO08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561870185435847915.post-4720130214828639225</id><published>2008-11-11T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T18:49:47.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frankie Magazine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRpEKBab6DI/AAAAAAAAACQ/yZMmKmGO54o/s1600-h/cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 350px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRpEKBab6DI/AAAAAAAAACQ/yZMmKmGO54o/s400/cover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267597653131913266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently I'm slow, and everyone is already reading &lt;a href="http://www.frankie.com.au/index.php/fashion"&gt;Frankie Magazine&lt;/a&gt;, but hey, I just found out about it, so I;m allowed to be excited. I got sick of reading Dolly and Girlfriend and No Idea, I mean, New Idea, and I found this at a friends place, so naturally I went to read it, and 'shock horror' I actually liked it. (people seem to have a special way of underestimating my ability to like things that no one thought I would). Its sarcastic and quirky and gives everyone a break from stupid gossip magazines. No Brad and Angie boringness here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1561870185435847915-4720130214828639225?l=kitkattictac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkattictac.blogspot.com/feeds/4720130214828639225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561870185435847915&amp;postID=4720130214828639225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561870185435847915/posts/default/4720130214828639225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561870185435847915/posts/default/4720130214828639225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkattictac.blogspot.com/2008/11/frankie-magazine.html' title='Frankie Magazine'/><author><name>magfag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16783755543559097440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRoYrNDINMI/AAAAAAAAABA/FcoGcsxSC-k/S220/SuperStock_1804R-2794.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRpEKBab6DI/AAAAAAAAACQ/yZMmKmGO54o/s72-c/cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561870185435847915.post-4391783154899389066</id><published>2008-11-11T18:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T18:39:11.805-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Crumpler Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRpBISysT2I/AAAAAAAAACI/fO3-V-CWRG8/s1600-h/FH03A_img011e517c43-ed12-4103-ac21-7da74cd5015c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 356px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRpBISysT2I/AAAAAAAAACI/fO3-V-CWRG8/s400/FH03A_img011e517c43-ed12-4103-ac21-7da74cd5015c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267594324902432610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRpAel4YJLI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ffJQ_xcA80A/s1600-h/CSP001-img01-browse-f60239c5-c89a-48cb-ba1b-744443fe3749.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 104px; height: 92px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRpAel4YJLI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ffJQ_xcA80A/s400/CSP001-img01-browse-f60239c5-c89a-48cb-ba1b-744443fe3749.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267593608472044722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Crumpler Man is a well known symbol in my household.  Mum wanted a bag that she could carry everywhere, so she got one of these. I've always fancied that the bags look like little people themselves. The little silver pendant (above) is for their tenth anniversary of bag making. Personally, I like them, but not everyone will. They're certainly very strong and carry a lot of stuff, as I found when I cleaned out mums.&lt;br /&gt;One of the quirky things about them is that fact that in their advertisements, someone has written something for each of them. What the bag says, if you will. For the red beanbag said person wrote this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I been bagged so much I feel like a bean chucked out the window by Jack’s Mum. Stalked by giant white bean bag fillers in my dreams, I need to lie down in myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1561870185435847915-4391783154899389066?l=kitkattictac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkattictac.blogspot.com/feeds/4391783154899389066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561870185435847915&amp;postID=4391783154899389066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561870185435847915/posts/default/4391783154899389066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561870185435847915/posts/default/4391783154899389066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkattictac.blogspot.com/2008/11/crumpler-man.html' title='The Crumpler Man'/><author><name>magfag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16783755543559097440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRoYrNDINMI/AAAAAAAAABA/FcoGcsxSC-k/S220/SuperStock_1804R-2794.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRpBISysT2I/AAAAAAAAACI/fO3-V-CWRG8/s72-c/FH03A_img011e517c43-ed12-4103-ac21-7da74cd5015c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561870185435847915.post-1401477464683263605</id><published>2008-11-11T16:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T16:56:32.829-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Presets</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRooxnJVJ3I/AAAAAAAAABo/hhKfCEKz2zE/s1600-h/page6_blog_entry5_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 376px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRooxnJVJ3I/AAAAAAAAABo/hhKfCEKz2zE/s400/page6_blog_entry5_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267567546950035314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does everyone say that The Presets are 'almost famous'?&lt;br /&gt;These guys rock!!!! Half my friends didn't even know they were from Adelaide but loved them anyway, and the other half didn't know they existed at all and when they did, they hated them! How could you hate them?&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, I still think that they should have used Girl and the Sea as their first single. I love that song, it's  so catchy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1561870185435847915-1401477464683263605?l=kitkattictac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkattictac.blogspot.com/feeds/1401477464683263605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561870185435847915&amp;postID=1401477464683263605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561870185435847915/posts/default/1401477464683263605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561870185435847915/posts/default/1401477464683263605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkattictac.blogspot.com/2008/11/presets.html' title='The Presets'/><author><name>magfag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16783755543559097440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRoYrNDINMI/AAAAAAAAABA/FcoGcsxSC-k/S220/SuperStock_1804R-2794.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRooxnJVJ3I/AAAAAAAAABo/hhKfCEKz2zE/s72-c/page6_blog_entry5_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561870185435847915.post-749724654710162599</id><published>2008-11-11T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T17:19:16.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wiccan  Gifts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRonsUoBOOI/AAAAAAAAABg/vS9mBbQ_L9I/s1600-h/FRK01-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 105px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRonsUoBOOI/AAAAAAAAABg/vS9mBbQ_L9I/s320/FRK01-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267566356567505122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, but sometimes the Wiccan religion confuses me. I mean, I have nothing against the actual wiccans. The people that really believe it all and have it as their chosen religion. I admire those people in a way. No, what really irritates me is the superficial Wiccans that like selling foolish little bits and pieces that are  giving a bad name to the Wiccan society.  I was just looking on a website and it was &lt;a href="http://www.unclefesters.com.au/"&gt;'Uncle Festers'&lt;/a&gt; and it was for irresistible wiccan gifts...&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I should give 'Sulfur the Phone Freak' to my beloved mother as a birthday present. And yes, that was actually the little things name!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1561870185435847915-749724654710162599?l=kitkattictac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkattictac.blogspot.com/feeds/749724654710162599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561870185435847915&amp;postID=749724654710162599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561870185435847915/posts/default/749724654710162599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561870185435847915/posts/default/749724654710162599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkattictac.blogspot.com/2008/11/wiccan-gifts.html' title='Wiccan  Gifts'/><author><name>magfag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16783755543559097440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRoYrNDINMI/AAAAAAAAABA/FcoGcsxSC-k/S220/SuperStock_1804R-2794.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRonsUoBOOI/AAAAAAAAABg/vS9mBbQ_L9I/s72-c/FRK01-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561870185435847915.post-947533803393753130</id><published>2008-11-11T15:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T17:17:10.255-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Name Your Book</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRouIjPhA2I/AAAAAAAAABw/VHj3MejOmZc/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 99px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRouIjPhA2I/AAAAAAAAABw/VHj3MejOmZc/s400/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267573438597366626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the books Karl Vonnegut wrote was 'Breakfast of Champions'. We can all agree that that title is a bit strange, just like the titles of many other books. My question is, if you wrote a book, what would it be about, and what would you call it. I know, this is a bit weird, but my purpose is... Well,&lt;br /&gt;I kind of don't have a purpose here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if I write a book, which I am, it would be about a world in a bucket. and the world wouldn't actually just be one world. There would be a world for everything in the bucket. Kind of like Alice In Wonderland, except this would be called...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;The Fantasmagorical Bucket World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;So give me something to work with here.&lt;br /&gt;What would you call your novel?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1561870185435847915-947533803393753130?l=kitkattictac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkattictac.blogspot.com/feeds/947533803393753130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561870185435847915&amp;postID=947533803393753130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561870185435847915/posts/default/947533803393753130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561870185435847915/posts/default/947533803393753130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkattictac.blogspot.com/2008/11/name-your-book.html' title='Name Your Book'/><author><name>magfag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16783755543559097440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRoYrNDINMI/AAAAAAAAABA/FcoGcsxSC-k/S220/SuperStock_1804R-2794.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRouIjPhA2I/AAAAAAAAABw/VHj3MejOmZc/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561870185435847915.post-5193563531277561879</id><published>2008-11-11T14:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T15:06:48.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shuzzzzzzz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRoPPXXfInI/AAAAAAAAAA4/djRAc4J7J6Q/s1600-h/291940380_d9062723cc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRoPPXXfInI/AAAAAAAAAA4/djRAc4J7J6Q/s400/291940380_d9062723cc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267539470808195698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, some nice hand painted shoes. I know they're not like works of total genius, but you've gotta admit they're nice. Personally I like the first attempt (Above. awesome much?). &lt;a href="http://yukister.com/wordpress/?p=185"&gt;Yuki,&lt;/a&gt; the girl who painted them, is original, if not in the idea of painting shoes, but in the idea of what she paints. At least they don't have weird World of Warcraft figures painted on them like some I found. =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1561870185435847915-5193563531277561879?l=kitkattictac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitkattictac.blogspot.com/feeds/5193563531277561879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561870185435847915&amp;postID=5193563531277561879' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561870185435847915/posts/default/5193563531277561879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561870185435847915/posts/default/5193563531277561879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitkattictac.blogspot.com/2008/11/shuzzzzzzz.html' title='Shuzzzzzzz'/><author><name>magfag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16783755543559097440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRoYrNDINMI/AAAAAAAAABA/FcoGcsxSC-k/S220/SuperStock_1804R-2794.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7bcX2xifaho/SRoPPXXfInI/AAAAAAAAAA4/djRAc4J7J6Q/s72-c/291940380_d9062723cc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
