<?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-8339352699621082747</id><updated>2011-10-08T20:06:15.217-07:00</updated><category term='stereotypes'/><category term='extensions'/><category term='crazy folk'/><category term='songs'/><category term='funny showers'/><category term='double standards'/><category term='funny'/><category term='janelle monae'/><category term='random'/><category term='side eye'/><category term='music'/><category term='black women'/><category term='bullshit'/><category term='tramps'/><category term='bumbershoot'/><category term='Z'/><category term='pedophiles'/><category term='hair'/><category term='nail polish'/><category term='Jumparounds'/><category term='memories'/><category term='weaves'/><category term='dancing'/><category term='hot mess'/><category term='jizz'/><category term='play'/><category term='imeem'/><category term='concerts'/><category term='intervention'/><category term='chuck e. cheese'/><category term='fun'/><category term='snow'/><category term='love'/><category term='TV Shows'/><category term='pregnancy'/><category term='BET'/><title type='text'>The Side Eye Gazette</title><subtitle type='html'>Just the random rantings of a rad chick.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicknamedvick.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339352699621082747/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicknamedvick.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Vick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04340842971825097890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FiiFm4OJvmM/Spce9qNRC1I/AAAAAAAAAEE/BDUdWhBUGGw/S220/000_0002.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339352699621082747.post-1163866266653101813</id><published>2009-08-19T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T23:28:07.274-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='janelle monae'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>It's Not Fair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i140.photobucket.com/albums/r24/onimole03/JanelleMonae3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 335px; height: 504px;" src="http://i140.photobucket.com/albums/r24/onimole03/JanelleMonae3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; text-align: center;"&gt;Day and night, I find myself&lt;br /&gt;Trying to figure out a way to make this work somehow&lt;br /&gt;But my emotions always get in the way&lt;br /&gt;Of what I really mean to say&lt;br /&gt;And it only makes things worse, somehow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not fair (it's not fair)&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be there (wanna be there) where you are&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's, it's not fair (it's not fair)&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be there (wanna be there) where you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like every time I talk to you&lt;br /&gt;Things fall right apart again&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I start feeling that emptiness&lt;br /&gt;That lies deep in my heart&lt;br /&gt;And this telephone&lt;br /&gt;It won't change that im still alone&lt;br /&gt;And I wish that things could go&lt;br /&gt;Back to how they used to be before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not fair (it's not fair)&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be there (wanna be there) where you are&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's, it's not fair (it's not fair)&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be there (wanna be there) where you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh even a walk through the park is not the same&lt;br /&gt;When you're not there&lt;br /&gt;Even the picture frame it feels my pain&lt;br /&gt;And who's to blame? All I know,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not fair (it's not fair)&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be there (wanna be there) where you are&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's, it's not fair (it's not fair)&lt;br /&gt;Oooh I wanna be there (wanna be there) where you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SK74JyNSv_M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SK74JyNSv_M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Sincerely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Vick &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8339352699621082747-1163866266653101813?l=chicknamedvick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicknamedvick.blogspot.com/feeds/1163866266653101813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8339352699621082747&amp;postID=1163866266653101813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339352699621082747/posts/default/1163866266653101813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339352699621082747/posts/default/1163866266653101813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicknamedvick.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-not-fair.html' title='It&apos;s Not Fair'/><author><name>Vick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04340842971825097890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FiiFm4OJvmM/Spce9qNRC1I/AAAAAAAAAEE/BDUdWhBUGGw/S220/000_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339352699621082747.post-8489998942409106053</id><published>2009-08-09T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T21:50:47.433-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='black women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BET'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stereotypes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot mess'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weaves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='extensions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bullshit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='side eye'/><title type='text'>Side eye: Celebrity Seaborn</title><content type='html'>I've come across so many different opinions and views on black women and their hair, particularly when it comes to extension/weaves. While it is an individual choice done for personal reasons regardless if they are positive or negative, it's one that I usually defend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this muthafucker right &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/celebrityseaborn"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Celebrity Seaborn. I imagine that if BET were a town, he would live on the intersection of Coon and Stereotype. And apparently there is an abundance of synthetic hair in this sad little town. I don't know what I hate more, the fact that he thinks these hairstyles are...acceptable or that he has women from various strip clubs thinking that there is something right with them too. I mean, how do I defend this shit? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://c2.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/79/l_de7cd8d912ec4ea2a4ecb81a8bac5779.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="http://c2.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/79/l_de7cd8d912ec4ea2a4ecb81a8bac5779.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to think I used to think the average stripper is smart (perhaps a regional thing...who knows).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kL9OGV6j0W8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kL9OGV6j0W8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ig7KML7QIAs&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;feature=player_profilepage&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ig7KML7QIAs&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;feature=player_profilepage&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/E6IIz1esPXI&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;feature=player_profilepage&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/E6IIz1esPXI&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;feature=player_profilepage&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seaborn and all of the $5 Strippers get the SIDE EYE forever and ever and ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8339352699621082747-8489998942409106053?l=chicknamedvick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicknamedvick.blogspot.com/feeds/8489998942409106053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8339352699621082747&amp;postID=8489998942409106053' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339352699621082747/posts/default/8489998942409106053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339352699621082747/posts/default/8489998942409106053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicknamedvick.blogspot.com/2009/08/side-eye-celebrity-seaborn.html' title='Side eye: Celebrity Seaborn'/><author><name>Vick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04340842971825097890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FiiFm4OJvmM/Spce9qNRC1I/AAAAAAAAAEE/BDUdWhBUGGw/S220/000_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339352699621082747.post-3333047883239933566</id><published>2009-07-30T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T21:06:20.443-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concerts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bumbershoot'/><title type='text'>Black Eyed Peas, Rapheal Saadiq, Janelle Monae, De La Soul</title><content type='html'>I'll be there! Finally Bumbershoot has a decent lineup. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.livemusicblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/bs09logo_wh.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lineup for Seattle’s Bumbershoot 2009 was just announced recently, and advanced three-day tickets are on sale now for only $80. Based on the lineup that’s been announced already I’d call that a good deal.&lt;br /&gt;Bumbershoot 2009 Lineup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheryl Crow&lt;br /&gt;Modest Mouse&lt;br /&gt;Katy Perry&lt;br /&gt;Michael Franti &amp; Spearhead&lt;br /&gt;De La Soul&lt;br /&gt;Raphael Saadiq&lt;br /&gt;Isobel Campbell &amp; Mark Lanegan&lt;br /&gt;The Long Winters&lt;br /&gt;Sly &amp; Robbie &amp; the Taxi Gang&lt;br /&gt;World Party&lt;br /&gt;MSTRKRFT&lt;br /&gt;Roy Ayers&lt;br /&gt;Common Market&lt;br /&gt;UH HUH HER&lt;br /&gt;Dave Alvin and The Guilty Women&lt;br /&gt;Eric Hutchinson&lt;br /&gt;No Age&lt;br /&gt;Matt &amp; Kim&lt;br /&gt;Dead Confederate&lt;br /&gt;The Cave Singers&lt;br /&gt;Swollen Members&lt;br /&gt;Vieux Farka Touré&lt;br /&gt;Lenka&lt;br /&gt;Gang Gang Dance&lt;br /&gt;Todd Snider&lt;br /&gt;Holy F**k&lt;br /&gt;DJ Spooky&lt;br /&gt;Iglu &amp; Hartly&lt;br /&gt;Low vs Diamond&lt;br /&gt;Sera Cahoone&lt;br /&gt;Eleni Mandell&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Rodriguez&lt;br /&gt;The Honey Brothers&lt;br /&gt;Natalie Portman’s Shaved Head&lt;br /&gt;Extra Golden&lt;br /&gt;Cordero&lt;br /&gt;Forgive Durden&lt;br /&gt;Hey Marseilles&lt;br /&gt;Adrian Xavier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just added:&lt;br /&gt;The All-American Rejects&lt;br /&gt;The Ting Tings&lt;br /&gt;Brett Dennen&lt;br /&gt;U.S.E.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8339352699621082747-3333047883239933566?l=chicknamedvick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicknamedvick.blogspot.com/feeds/3333047883239933566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8339352699621082747&amp;postID=3333047883239933566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339352699621082747/posts/default/3333047883239933566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339352699621082747/posts/default/3333047883239933566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicknamedvick.blogspot.com/2009/07/black-eyed-peas-rapheal-saadiq-janelle.html' title='Black Eyed Peas, Rapheal Saadiq, Janelle Monae, De La Soul'/><author><name>Vick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04340842971825097890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FiiFm4OJvmM/Spce9qNRC1I/AAAAAAAAAEE/BDUdWhBUGGw/S220/000_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339352699621082747.post-3430558514141699863</id><published>2009-07-30T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T14:22:01.622-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV Shows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jumparounds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Z'/><title type='text'>Children, come get your Parents!</title><content type='html'>So, Side Eye Jr. is three and the TV stays tuned to Nick Jr. and Noggin. And it's my parental duty to watch all of these shows with her as most parents do. So yes, I know all the words to the theme songs for Dora the Explorer, Diego, Max &amp; Ruby, Ni Hao Kai Lan, Yo Gabba Gabba and etc. And naturally I actually &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;like&lt;/span&gt; some of the programming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick Jr. has been advertising for a new show called 'The Jumparounds' for a while now. Group of some twenty-something adults dancing and singing kids songs. Songs that actually aint half bad in my opinion. All of a sudden they stopped showing the commercials and brought them back as 'The Fresh Beat Band'. For some reason this caught my eye and I started paying attention to their little music videos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DUyFEWSD0Sk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DUyFEWSD0Sk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The black guy is always nerdy. The white guy is always...'urban' and rapping or beat boxing or something. And it irritates my &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;soul&lt;/span&gt;. I have never been this bothered by a white man rapping...not even as bothersome as this: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L6jDj5jgcCc"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had to share this with &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SOMEONE&lt;/span&gt;. There is another video with the guy beatboxing and I went on a quest to find it and actually found a very long topic discussion about it on Parent Connect. I naturally assumed it would be parents sharing their appreciation of the show and how their kids are looking forward to it...not so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I have noticed on Noggin they are showing the really horrible 'music videos' by 'The JumpArounds'...what the hell?!?!  Those kids are HORRIBLE!  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;They can't sing and they sure as hell can't dance - I was a dancer and to call what they are doing 'dancing' is offensive to all of us who worked at it for years &lt;/span&gt;- I guess that's why they're called the jump-arounds cause that's all they do!  And why are they showing this on Noggin?  This is not music and videos for preschoolers, this is more Nick Jr. or Nick material.  If it was me, I wouldn't show it on anything!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How did I know I'd find you one here posting a thread about those damn dancers that you hate so much, LOL!!! Of course my girls dance around b/c the tunes are catchy, LOL. For your sake, I hope they snatch them off the air immediately!!! WinkTongue out"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"FireGirl - &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;take a Valium and step away from the TV...please!  You are so freakin annoyed with the video it's disturbing.&lt;/span&gt;   The beauty of owning a television set is that you can make the choice to turn the TV  off or change the channel if you don't like something, so just turn it off already!   I don't think the television gods at Nick Jr. are programming for you or me.   We all think it's corny, because it IS...but to a two year old it's fun and exciting to see these teenagers sing and jump around, no matter how bad the lip syncing or dance routines are.   Heck,  if I put a bucket on my head and walk around, that's pretty darn corny too, but my kid is two years old she laughs her butt off, thinks I should be doing stand up comedy!   Also think again about knocking your kid getting a paying job and doing something you might deem stupid, cause in reality for the demographic they are gearing these videos to, it's not -  a spot on TV like that brings in dinero and could help with their education or a number of things...so don't be so quick to knock it!&lt;br /&gt;On to Max and Ruby, I totally agree, where the heck are the parents?? That has ALWAYS bothered me.  Perhaps they both died in a horrible mowing accident, but if that's the case the old Grandma that lives down the road should have taken them in...not just let them live alone in the house and just stop by for an occasional visit to watch a show they are putting on or drink some lemonade with lady bug candy in it.  Um,  I think I am watching WAY to much Noggin : )&lt;br /&gt;Peace out!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIDE EYE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a show for the kids...not your adult ass. Stop over analyzing every detail of the show...kids, especially toddlers, could care less. Didn't know these actors needed to attend Juliard and have personal sessions with voice coaches to do a show on Nick Jr. for kids ages 6 mos to 4 years old. Silly me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8339352699621082747-3430558514141699863?l=chicknamedvick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicknamedvick.blogspot.com/feeds/3430558514141699863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8339352699621082747&amp;postID=3430558514141699863' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339352699621082747/posts/default/3430558514141699863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339352699621082747/posts/default/3430558514141699863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicknamedvick.blogspot.com/2009/07/children-come-get-your-parents.html' title='Children, come get your Parents!'/><author><name>Vick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04340842971825097890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FiiFm4OJvmM/Spce9qNRC1I/AAAAAAAAAEE/BDUdWhBUGGw/S220/000_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339352699621082747.post-8922930285169504753</id><published>2009-05-01T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T09:47:36.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah i'm going update soon</title><content type='html'>Don't know why i've been gone so long. I literally have had tons of time but really not much to say, or it just wouldn't manifest itself into what I wanted it to be. But I need to get back into the groove of blogging. So expect something this weekend. Toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8339352699621082747-8922930285169504753?l=chicknamedvick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicknamedvick.blogspot.com/feeds/8922930285169504753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8339352699621082747&amp;postID=8922930285169504753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339352699621082747/posts/default/8922930285169504753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339352699621082747/posts/default/8922930285169504753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicknamedvick.blogspot.com/2009/05/yeah-im-going-update-soon.html' title='Yeah i&apos;m going update soon'/><author><name>Vick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04340842971825097890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FiiFm4OJvmM/Spce9qNRC1I/AAAAAAAAAEE/BDUdWhBUGGw/S220/000_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339352699621082747.post-3042097290135240328</id><published>2009-02-15T22:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T00:10:04.299-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='double standards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pedophiles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bullshit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='side eye'/><title type='text'>Side Eye: Pediphemales</title><content type='html'>I know. Where the hell have I been? I've been around lazy as hell dealing with some crap and working on a side eye to bring you folks then got distracted. But I had to come out of hiding for this one because I'm tired of this double standard even though it a plus for my people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing okay with a grown woman fucking a child. Period. I have no idea why these chicks get a slap on the wrist 90% of the time but it is just sickening. I could care less about how crappy you feel about your wrinkles and your tired ass husband doesn't want to screw your baggy ass anymore and little Tommy said you were pretty and you felt compelled to give him a hummer. NOT COOL. People don't think that crap is all high fives and chest bumps when it's a young girl and a middle aged man now do they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.thesun.co.uk/multimedia/archive/00732/SNN1305AA-380_732314a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 380px; height: 431px;" src="http://img.thesun.co.uk/multimedia/archive/00732/SNN1305AA-380_732314a.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now I know this chick is technically only two years older than this boy, but&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; look&lt;/span&gt; at him. This kid looks no older than 8 years old, shit is creepy. And now they have a baby. Just disturbing on way too many levels...I wonder if this boy is even 13 like they're reporting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8339352699621082747-3042097290135240328?l=chicknamedvick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicknamedvick.blogspot.com/feeds/3042097290135240328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8339352699621082747&amp;postID=3042097290135240328' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339352699621082747/posts/default/3042097290135240328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339352699621082747/posts/default/3042097290135240328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicknamedvick.blogspot.com/2009/02/side-eye-pediphemales.html' title='Side Eye: Pediphemales'/><author><name>Vick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04340842971825097890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FiiFm4OJvmM/Spce9qNRC1I/AAAAAAAAAEE/BDUdWhBUGGw/S220/000_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339352699621082747.post-3569688554357374764</id><published>2009-01-12T18:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T19:21:44.698-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Side Eye: Myspace</title><content type='html'>Back when I was 20 or 21 I was in LOVE with myspace. Adorning my profile with videos, all my sexy angle shots with my awesome rockin' tits, the bajillion friends, leaving stupid comments. Yes that was a fun year or whatever. But somewhere along the way I got really tired of the same creepy guys adding me to see my photos and that oh so classic first line &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"What's good wit you ma?"&lt;/span&gt;, come to think of it, I am being kind even paraphrasing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;with&lt;/span&gt; correct punctuation. The end all happened when my ex boyfriend started tracking all my activity within myspace and posting stupid bulletins and blogs about me I decided to log off and stay off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only reason I even kept my profile is because I like the idea of old friends from school and my family having a way to contact me. I was logging on maybe once every 3 months to check messages and crap. Over the weekend I decided I would start logging on to myspace again since I had my cousins and friends pressuring me to do so. That was friday/saturday-ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is Monday. And I swear it didn't even take me a week to figure out why I had left. Classic bullshit like this:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FiiFm4OJvmM/SWwFQWIyuEI/AAAAAAAAACs/pjMgrY1z_8M/s1600-h/myspacebs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 163px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FiiFm4OJvmM/SWwFQWIyuEI/AAAAAAAAACs/pjMgrY1z_8M/s320/myspacebs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290609440631994434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tHatT bUlLsHyt l00Ks fUcKiN dUmB. I don't care what anyone says anyone that takes the time out of their life to purposely type in that fashion should get poked in the eye with a pencil dripping with tabasco. Seriously, it grinds my gears. There is nothing cute about illeteracy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have about 40 friends on Myspace. And I know almost all of them personally. I try to give people that message me out of nowhere the benefit of the doubt that they aren't creepy panty sniffers but i'm losing hope:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FiiFm4OJvmM/SWwHKFqyo5I/AAAAAAAAAC0/7Y_jc0IQj0w/s1600-h/myspacebs3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 277px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FiiFm4OJvmM/SWwHKFqyo5I/AAAAAAAAAC0/7Y_jc0IQj0w/s320/myspacebs3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290611532155233170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;really dude? I ask how you are and you ask me if I am looking to screw you or I assume be in an exclusive fuck buddy relationship with you. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Insert Blank Stare Here.&lt;/span&gt; Really? Like seriously? Sigh. But it only gets better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FiiFm4OJvmM/SWwIKFYbv6I/AAAAAAAAAC8/i6JV3G93FRc/s1600-h/myspacebs2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 178px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FiiFm4OJvmM/SWwIKFYbv6I/AAAAAAAAAC8/i6JV3G93FRc/s320/myspacebs2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290612631589863330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SIDE EYE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8339352699621082747-3569688554357374764?l=chicknamedvick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicknamedvick.blogspot.com/feeds/3569688554357374764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8339352699621082747&amp;postID=3569688554357374764' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339352699621082747/posts/default/3569688554357374764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339352699621082747/posts/default/3569688554357374764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicknamedvick.blogspot.com/2009/01/side-eye-myspace-three-reasons-i-hate.html' title='Side Eye: Myspace'/><author><name>Vick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04340842971825097890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FiiFm4OJvmM/Spce9qNRC1I/AAAAAAAAAEE/BDUdWhBUGGw/S220/000_0002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FiiFm4OJvmM/SWwFQWIyuEI/AAAAAAAAACs/pjMgrY1z_8M/s72-c/myspacebs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339352699621082747.post-4785750548734293194</id><published>2008-12-18T13:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T14:03:31.239-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Z'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><title type='text'>Snow Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FiiFm4OJvmM/SUrHTgJUXkI/AAAAAAAAABw/tw-flll_vkw/s1600-h/snow+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FiiFm4OJvmM/SUrHTgJUXkI/AAAAAAAAABw/tw-flll_vkw/s320/snow+003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281252650905787970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's about damn time. We have had snow in the forecast since Saturday and i've been waiting to slide on down the hills with Side Eye Jr. It has been snowing since 1am off and on and I couldn't be happier. I lived in California until I was 13 years old. As I child I always wished for snow. I thought it was the most precious substance that God could provide a bored child. About two months after we moved to Oklahoma I saw snow for the very first time in my life. It was a November morning and I opened up the door to walk to school and saw beautiful white powder everywhere. And I love my ever loving mind. I rolled around, made snow men, threw snow balls, it was fantastic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and the kid had tons of fun. Once our tattered cardboard boxes were ripped to shreds we packed it back to the house. I'm offically snowed in and loving it. Though i'm almost out of eggs, lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8339352699621082747-4785750548734293194?l=chicknamedvick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicknamedvick.blogspot.com/feeds/4785750548734293194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8339352699621082747&amp;postID=4785750548734293194' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339352699621082747/posts/default/4785750548734293194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339352699621082747/posts/default/4785750548734293194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicknamedvick.blogspot.com/2008/12/snow-day.html' title='Snow Day'/><author><name>Vick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04340842971825097890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FiiFm4OJvmM/Spce9qNRC1I/AAAAAAAAAEE/BDUdWhBUGGw/S220/000_0002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FiiFm4OJvmM/SUrHTgJUXkI/AAAAAAAAABw/tw-flll_vkw/s72-c/snow+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339352699621082747.post-8060660109289935730</id><published>2008-12-14T11:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T11:50:22.351-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy folk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='play'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chuck e. cheese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Z'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tramps'/><title type='text'>The Devil's Playground</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FiiFm4OJvmM/SUVgJM6b9zI/AAAAAAAAABg/3VRJADM2RgU/s1600-h/december13+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FiiFm4OJvmM/SUVgJM6b9zI/AAAAAAAAABg/3VRJADM2RgU/s320/december13+008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279731849363191602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to take Side Eye Jr. to Chuck E. Cheese this saturday so she could play with the mass of children she is used to. Daycare has been closed all week and I can tell she is tired of hanging out with me. That woman in the back was weird. When we were in line waiting to buy our lunch and tokens she kept saying "Why is it this crowded on a Saturday?" and "Why do they only have teenagers working here?" then after we sat down she kept complaining about the number of children that wouldn't calm down. Hence the look on my kid's face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FiiFm4OJvmM/SUViZ9qG57I/AAAAAAAAABo/3ERkGD5N2Po/s1600-h/epQlbX_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FiiFm4OJvmM/SUViZ9qG57I/AAAAAAAAABo/3ERkGD5N2Po/s320/epQlbX_large.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279734336349202354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The one thing that I always notice about Chuck E. Cheese is how often there are women there dressed like they are auditioning to be on some random 'love' VH1 show looking for a man in the only place where a kid can be a kid. I saw more stretch marks, clevage, and c-section scars then I have seen at the bar. Looking for your future baby daddy at your nephews birthday party: Ultimate Fail.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8339352699621082747-8060660109289935730?l=chicknamedvick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicknamedvick.blogspot.com/feeds/8060660109289935730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8339352699621082747&amp;postID=8060660109289935730' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339352699621082747/posts/default/8060660109289935730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339352699621082747/posts/default/8060660109289935730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicknamedvick.blogspot.com/2008/12/devils-playground.html' title='The Devil&apos;s Playground'/><author><name>Vick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04340842971825097890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FiiFm4OJvmM/Spce9qNRC1I/AAAAAAAAAEE/BDUdWhBUGGw/S220/000_0002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FiiFm4OJvmM/SUVgJM6b9zI/AAAAAAAAABg/3VRJADM2RgU/s72-c/december13+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339352699621082747.post-1466463029218503602</id><published>2008-12-08T19:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:02:31.037-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dancing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny showers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intervention'/><title type='text'>So i'm not the only one....</title><content type='html'>Sigh, so earlier this morning &lt;a href="http://andgrad.blogspot.com/"&gt;Fema&lt;/a&gt; told me that Jizz In My Pants has been yanked from youtube. At that moment there was an icebox where my heart used to be. A feeling of numbness settled over my soul knowing that I wouldn't hear the familiar tune and see those funny fuck faces. So I did what usually cheers me up, I watched dope fiends on television!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i199.photobucket.com/albums/aa62/Designstarphotos/intervention-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 478px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 365px" alt="" src="http://i199.photobucket.com/albums/aa62/Designstarphotos/intervention-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I can't tell you exactly how long i've been watching Intervention but I can honestly tell you something. My name is Vick and i'm addicted to this show. I've dealt with addiction in my family for many many years so I have never had the desire to do drugs. Sure i've had the occasional blunt and a drink here or there but I have never been interested in anything outside of that. This show along with New Jack City have kept me drug free practically my entire life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one thing I really love about the show is how un-edited it is. If you are gonna fight your butt naked sister while she is under the influence of meth then by all means A&amp;amp;E isn't going to edit it out. You get to see how crazy and disgusting addictions can be. Some of the addictions I have seen on the show (self mutilation, OCD, bulimia) really opened my eyes and shattered all the perceptions of what I thought they were. And at the end of the intervention it is never guarunteed that the person is going to get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you're never watched, I encourage you to do so. I always feel better and lucky I don't suffer from addiction. For whatever twisted reason it's always an instant pick me up. And to put the cherry on top of all that raw emotion I have found my shower dancing twin:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BplSoTSmKx0&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BplSoTSmKx0&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I thought I was the only one that did this! I have the little non-slip things in my bathtub so that I don't hurt myself but this boy has me beat. And be sure to watch to the very end when you see his mother hand him a towel. Why must I cry?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8339352699621082747-1466463029218503602?l=chicknamedvick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicknamedvick.blogspot.com/feeds/1466463029218503602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8339352699621082747&amp;postID=1466463029218503602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339352699621082747/posts/default/1466463029218503602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339352699621082747/posts/default/1466463029218503602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicknamedvick.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-im-not-only-one.html' title='So i&apos;m not the only one....'/><author><name>Vick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04340842971825097890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FiiFm4OJvmM/Spce9qNRC1I/AAAAAAAAAEE/BDUdWhBUGGw/S220/000_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339352699621082747.post-954945885248010570</id><published>2008-12-07T17:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T17:11:21.854-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jizz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Jizz In My Pants</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/j8HB252MeAI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/j8HB252MeAI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I think the funniest thing to me about this video is the fact that this has happened to me before. Not the part about jizzing in my pants but a guy I was with jizzed in his pants. We were kissing and all I did was put my hand on his knee and he JIZZED IN HIS PANTS. The look on his face was priceless and so was my laughter. With all that booty tootin' and dry humping in the clubs this must be a sight to see...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8339352699621082747-954945885248010570?l=chicknamedvick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicknamedvick.blogspot.com/feeds/954945885248010570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8339352699621082747&amp;postID=954945885248010570' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339352699621082747/posts/default/954945885248010570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339352699621082747/posts/default/954945885248010570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicknamedvick.blogspot.com/2008/12/jizz-in-my-pants.html' title='Jizz In My Pants'/><author><name>Vick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04340842971825097890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FiiFm4OJvmM/Spce9qNRC1I/AAAAAAAAAEE/BDUdWhBUGGw/S220/000_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339352699621082747.post-2816394747867351520</id><published>2008-12-05T19:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T19:24:11.851-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imeem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nail polish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='side eye'/><title type='text'>Popping my blogger cherry</title><content type='html'>Howdy! So i'm finally getting around to posting on here. I have honestly has plenty of time to post, more than ever, and didn't feel like it. But here I am about to fall asleep dancing and had to post. So some random things about me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I side eye a lot of things, usually fuckery.&lt;br /&gt;I have an unnatural love for breakfast cereal.&lt;br /&gt;I am a nail polish fiend. I openly stan for China Glaze.&lt;br /&gt;I love hair.&lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep with socks on.&lt;br /&gt;I like buying old items from thrift stores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it. If you want to get to know me a little better and you have imeem *wink* then take a listen at my favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/dialogs/standaloneplaylist/?u=Gwm-g4"&gt;http://www.imeem.com/dialogs/standaloneplaylist/?u=Gwm-g4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8339352699621082747-2816394747867351520?l=chicknamedvick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicknamedvick.blogspot.com/feeds/2816394747867351520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8339352699621082747&amp;postID=2816394747867351520' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339352699621082747/posts/default/2816394747867351520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339352699621082747/posts/default/2816394747867351520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicknamedvick.blogspot.com/2008/12/popping-my-blogger-cherry.html' title='Popping my blogger cherry'/><author><name>Vick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04340842971825097890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FiiFm4OJvmM/Spce9qNRC1I/AAAAAAAAAEE/BDUdWhBUGGw/S220/000_0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
