<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010252705247679005</id><updated>2009-10-17T17:09:02.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fast Lane</title><subtitle type='html'>By Laura Lane</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethefastlane.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010252705247679005/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethefastlane.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010252705247679005/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Laura Lane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08552705182164408405</uri><email>laura@ridethefastlane.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>177</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010252705247679005.post-4832904849386613606</id><published>2008-12-01T17:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T22:12:00.120-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tina Fey'/><title type='text'>TINA FEY'S MYSTERY REVEALED!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/STSVzmjiSRI/AAAAAAAABhc/3S6HD7eDhOE/s1600-h/tinafey_21313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/STSVzmjiSRI/AAAAAAAABhc/3S6HD7eDhOE/s400/tinafey_21313.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275005777313155346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I remember one day last year, while looking at a picture of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tina Fey&lt;/span&gt; in a magazine, I noticed a fairly large scar in the left side of her face and asked my co-worker, "What is that scar from?" He looked at me baffled, dismayed - as if I had asked why &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Madonna &lt;/span&gt;still has a tooth gap - widely known questions that have no answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/STSVpjKuxbI/AAAAAAAABhU/3f_vPv2d2RM/s1600-h/tina_fey2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/STSVpjKuxbI/AAAAAAAABhU/3f_vPv2d2RM/s400/tina_fey2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275005604605117874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It is the mystery that will never be solved," he explained, at which point he brought me over to his computer and showed pictures of Tina Fey, almost all which are taken of the right side of her face. He then showed me websites dedicated to unearthing the secrets of the Tina Fey scar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My personal favorite is &lt;a href="http://scar-tina-fey.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Tina Fey Scar Detective&lt;/a&gt;, a website that describes itself as the following: "Tina Fey's Scar. A mystery. For some, an obsession. There are more questions than answers. If you crave information regarding Tina Fey's scar, you have come to the right place. This site is dedicated to providing all available information. The truth is out there. Maybe."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today, questions have been answered. Truth has been revealed. In a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vanity Fair &lt;/span&gt;article, Tina Fey's husband explains the mystery saying that a stranger slashed her face when she was 5 years-old outside of her house. How brutal and traumatic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, for those fascinated with the scar's existence and its mystery, fear not. There are still many questions to be unearthed - Who was this brutal stranger? Were they caught? Why did this happen? Did Tina ever get revenge? Will these questions find answers? ... The truth is out there. Maybe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010252705247679005-4832904849386613606?l=ridethefastlane.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010252705247679005/posts/default/4832904849386613606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010252705247679005/posts/default/4832904849386613606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethefastlane.blogspot.com/2008/12/tina-feys-mystery-revealed.html' title='TINA FEY&apos;S MYSTERY REVEALED!'/><author><name>Laura Lane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08552705182164408405</uri><email>laura@ridethefastlane.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05067789251188055977'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/STSVzmjiSRI/AAAAAAAABhc/3S6HD7eDhOE/s72-c/tinafey_21313.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010252705247679005.post-919746632962528749</id><published>2008-12-01T17:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T17:35:05.390-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anderson Cooper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Cooper'/><title type='text'>ANDERSON GETS WET WITH PHELPS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/STSQkE9UjKI/AAAAAAAABhM/5y3NV3_u8uQ/s1600-h/E_AndersonCooper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/STSQkE9UjKI/AAAAAAAABhM/5y3NV3_u8uQ/s400/E_AndersonCooper.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275000013038324898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/STSQh8yUwhI/AAAAAAAABhE/NCPB6MaEARg/s1600-h/Michael_Phelps_SNL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/STSQh8yUwhI/AAAAAAAABhE/NCPB6MaEARg/s400/Michael_Phelps_SNL.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274999976484979218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This why &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anderson Cooper&lt;/span&gt; is one of my favorite anchors - from his impeccable reporting in New Orleans to taking off his clothes and challenging &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michael Phelps&lt;/span&gt; to a swimming duel, its never boring. He can report on anything and it will be magic. Mark my words, if Anderson's on TV, I'll watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure what I like better, his &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kenny Chesney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q66s2_yjjuM"&gt; interview &lt;/a&gt;or his recent Michael Phelps one. Andersonnnnn, you are my hero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/p0HPKHoD1mU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/p0HPKHoD1mU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010252705247679005-919746632962528749?l=ridethefastlane.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010252705247679005/posts/default/919746632962528749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010252705247679005/posts/default/919746632962528749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethefastlane.blogspot.com/2008/12/anderson-gets-wet-with-phelps.html' title='ANDERSON GETS WET WITH PHELPS'/><author><name>Laura Lane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08552705182164408405</uri><email>laura@ridethefastlane.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05067789251188055977'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/STSQkE9UjKI/AAAAAAAABhM/5y3NV3_u8uQ/s72-c/E_AndersonCooper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010252705247679005.post-5577781598380591466</id><published>2008-11-30T11:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T13:03:11.018-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bowling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ESPN'/><title type='text'>IT'S BACK!</title><content type='html'>Thank you ESPN for bringing back bowling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure what I love watching better on ESPN - it's a tough call between spelling bees or bowling. (The hotdog eating contests aren't my thing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/STLzfVERvlI/AAAAAAAABf8/D5EtHKKfxG4/s1600-h/bowling_logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/STLzfVERvlI/AAAAAAAABf8/D5EtHKKfxG4/s400/bowling_logo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274545833160851026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;People ask me why I like sports so much and it really all started when I was 2 years-old and my dad would tape bowling tournaments on TV and we'd watch them together. I loved it! Not much has changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here are 10 reasons to love bowling on ESPN:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The uniforms haven't changed much since the 70's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. It's the only sport where you can legitimately watch a guy throw a perfect strike and think, "Ha, I've totally done that." How many times can you say that after a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lebron James&lt;/span&gt; dunk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/STL28issH7I/AAAAAAAABgU/EAllTes0Ly0/s1600-h/lebron-james-dunk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 335px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/STL28issH7I/AAAAAAAABgU/EAllTes0Ly0/s400/lebron-james-dunk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274549633571102642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/STL4D_TvpYI/AAAAAAAABgc/PFRIbRKXD0M/s1600-h/ken-simard-backswing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 336px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/STL4D_TvpYI/AAAAAAAABgc/PFRIbRKXD0M/s400/ken-simard-backswing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274550861021816194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. It's the only sport where the Champion has to bum a ride to the airport from his competitor. Seriously? No car service for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wes Malott&lt;/span&gt;? He's the Champion! He killed &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kenny Simard&lt;/span&gt; in a grueling bloodfest on the lanes and now he has to bum a ride!!! This is blasphemy! (I'm not making this up either. Malott told the announcers Simard was giving him a ride. No joke.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Commentary includes statements like, "One reason I like Feldman is that she says she loves Chinese food. Not enough people like Chinese food. Gotta get some P.F. Changs before a title game."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/STL-ZE5HuJI/AAAAAAAABgk/le4EZquHFJc/s1600-h/4298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 219px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/STL-ZE5HuJI/AAAAAAAABgk/le4EZquHFJc/s400/4298.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274557820367779986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/STL1kRz5eeI/AAAAAAAABgM/6Um1nx6IEnI/s1600-h/4532.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 146px; height: 219px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/STL1kRz5eeI/AAAAAAAABgM/6Um1nx6IEnI/s400/4532.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274548117209446882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. It is the only sport where a 200 lb woman can compete against a 120 lb woman. (nothing wrong with that but I'm just saying ...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. ESPN showed the championship live!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. It's emotional. Michelle Feldman after winning: "I have no words for this right now. I have no words. It's an unbelievable feeling."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Unlike college football, the actual top two players face each other in the championship.&lt;br /&gt;(The top 10 women bowled nine games of round-robin match play on Friday and the top two advanced to Sunday's live championship. On the men's side, the top 32 men bowled nine games of round-robin match play, then the top 16 play another nine games and the top four advanced to Sunday's final)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/STL--TANKwI/AAAAAAAABgs/UWmWgbm4auc/s1600-h/Oil_Pattern_5.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/STL--TANKwI/AAAAAAAABgs/UWmWgbm4auc/s400/Oil_Pattern_5.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274558459810753282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/STL_J9JiDvI/AAAAAAAABg0/DlhtqXMNhfw/s1600-h/papajohnsbowl_logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 127px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/STL_J9JiDvI/AAAAAAAABg0/DlhtqXMNhfw/s400/papajohnsbowl_logo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274558660102721266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Bowling Championships give Bowl Games a run for "Best Named Game." Not sure what's better - "The CLR Carmen Salvino Scorpion Championship" or Bowl Games like the "PapaJohns.com Bowl." (So they got cleaner CLR to sponsor them but they couldn't they find a car service sponsor?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/STL_bct2zmI/AAAAAAAABg8/RtulMutXP8U/s1600-h/WesMalott_h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 162px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/STL_bct2zmI/AAAAAAAABg8/RtulMutXP8U/s400/WesMalott_h.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274558960634351202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The competitors take the game very seriously, which makes you question all those bowling alley birthday parties when you were a kid and your mom told you, "Hunny, it's just a game."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010252705247679005-5577781598380591466?l=ridethefastlane.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010252705247679005/posts/default/5577781598380591466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010252705247679005/posts/default/5577781598380591466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethefastlane.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-back.html' title='IT&apos;S BACK!'/><author><name>Laura Lane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08552705182164408405</uri><email>laura@ridethefastlane.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05067789251188055977'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/STLzfVERvlI/AAAAAAAABf8/D5EtHKKfxG4/s72-c/bowling_logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010252705247679005.post-1269718530786483906</id><published>2008-11-28T21:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T09:13:22.309-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advertising'/><title type='text'>WHEN TIMES ARE TOUGH</title><content type='html'>... You do what you got to do to get by. This is when you know your life's gone down the toilet (no pun intended).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/STDTTYMomGI/AAAAAAAABfs/VhlM5JJg5aM/s1600-h/DSC00333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/STDTTYMomGI/AAAAAAAABfs/VhlM5JJg5aM/s400/DSC00333.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273947493517269090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/STDS_1bF_3I/AAAAAAAABfk/I12vV3a0yo8/s1600-h/DSC00325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 298px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/STDS_1bF_3I/AAAAAAAABfk/I12vV3a0yo8/s400/DSC00325.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273947157765160818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Times Square the other night I ran into this guy who was dressed as a toilet. I have to give this guy props for having some fun with his job. He actually seemed to being enjoying it, which goes to show attitude is all in your head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I'm not so sure many people could have such a positive outlook as The Toilet Man. Watching him made me realize I will never, ever complain about my job (not that I do because I love my job). You know that saying "it could always be worse." Well for those stuck in cubicles or those who've lost their jobs, just remember, you could always be dressed as a toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/STDSuUDaBrI/AAAAAAAABfc/vKTJTPIGTIA/s1600-h/DSC00323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/STDSuUDaBrI/AAAAAAAABfc/vKTJTPIGTIA/s400/DSC00323.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273946856749663922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Advertising in New York city can be difficult especially with the 17-foot advertising posters and bright lights, so the genius people at Charmin decided to open up free restrooms in the middle of Times Square. Usually Starbucks is the only place a person in search of a restroom can find a clean and usable toilet that an establishment will let you use. But that is no longer true. Thank you to the genius people at Charmin who decided to hire Toilet Man to stand out front on the streets of Times Square in the freezing cold and yell, "Party over here! Free restrooms!!! Party time at Charmin!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only in New York ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/STF30gwhttI/AAAAAAAABf0/mLzdk0IYpWo/s1600-h/DSC00337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/STF30gwhttI/AAAAAAAABf0/mLzdk0IYpWo/s400/DSC00337.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274128382657935058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010252705247679005-1269718530786483906?l=ridethefastlane.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010252705247679005/posts/default/1269718530786483906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010252705247679005/posts/default/1269718530786483906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethefastlane.blogspot.com/2008/11/when-times-are-tough.html' title='WHEN TIMES ARE TOUGH'/><author><name>Laura Lane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08552705182164408405</uri><email>laura@ridethefastlane.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05067789251188055977'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/STDTTYMomGI/AAAAAAAABfs/VhlM5JJg5aM/s72-c/DSC00333.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010252705247679005.post-5631720573964942643</id><published>2008-11-23T19:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T20:02:40.072-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='basketball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sasha Vujacic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lakers'/><title type='text'>SASHA "THE MACHINE" IS BACK</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SSolPrXaecI/AAAAAAAABfU/_KTUVZwskpI/s1600-h/Sasha18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SSolPrXaecI/AAAAAAAABfU/_KTUVZwskpI/s400/Sasha18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272067265059781058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been awhile since I've talked about my old friend and favorite Lakers player, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sasha Vujacic&lt;/span&gt;, but then I came across this hilarious video about him via the &lt;a href="http://thelakersnation.com/blog/"&gt;thelakersnation.com&lt;/a&gt; and it brought back all of my memories of pre-game locker room convos, discussions of headbands and Sasha songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I am no longer in Los Angeles covering my beloved Lakers, I highly recommend going to my favorite Lakers Insider, Beto Duran's &lt;a href="http://stevemasonsmog.typepad.com/710_espns_lakers_blog/"&gt;Lakers Blog here. &lt;/a&gt;He also appreciates the amazingness that is Sasha Vujacic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might have heard me talk about my buddy Sasha &lt;a href="http://ridethefastlane.blogspot.com/2008/07/could-sasha-come-to-new-york.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, or &lt;a href="http://ridethefastlane.blogspot.com/2008/06/sasha-songs.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, or &lt;a href="http://ridethefastlane.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-you-didnt-see.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, or &lt;a href="http://ridethefastlane.blogspot.com/2008/05/sasha-and-i-are-coolio-manu-and-i-are.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, or&lt;a href="http://ridethefastlane.blogspot.com/2008/05/welcome-to-city.html"&gt; here&lt;/a&gt;, or &lt;a href="http://ridethefastlane.blogspot.com/2008/05/sasha-is-sad.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, or &lt;a href="http://ridethefastlane.blogspot.com/2008/04/why-lakers-games-are-best.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; ... you get the point. Anyways, this video is hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" id="viddler" height="311" width="437"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.viddler.com/simple_on_site/128698c2"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.viddler.com/simple_on_site/128698c2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" name="viddler" height="311" width="437"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010252705247679005-5631720573964942643?l=ridethefastlane.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010252705247679005/posts/default/5631720573964942643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010252705247679005/posts/default/5631720573964942643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethefastlane.blogspot.com/2008/11/sasha-machine-is-back.html' title='SASHA &quot;THE MACHINE&quot; IS BACK'/><author><name>Laura Lane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08552705182164408405</uri><email>laura@ridethefastlane.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05067789251188055977'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SSolPrXaecI/AAAAAAAABfU/_KTUVZwskpI/s72-c/Sasha18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010252705247679005.post-7407119029404691084</id><published>2008-11-23T12:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T17:13:34.678-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote of the week'/><title type='text'>QUOTE OF THE WEEK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SSm7XBi9JZI/AAAAAAAABfE/E6m1jLxnANQ/s1600-h/Heisman+Trophy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 326px; height: 306px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SSm7XBi9JZI/AAAAAAAABfE/E6m1jLxnANQ/s400/Heisman+Trophy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271950843040310674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SSm8qmFQQFI/AAAAAAAABfM/okByAfvi6i0/s1600-h/lindsay-lohan-on-mtv-trl-may-8-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 306px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SSm8qmFQQFI/AAAAAAAABfM/okByAfvi6i0/s400/lindsay-lohan-on-mtv-trl-may-8-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271952278776987730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The Heisman trophy race is more confusing than Lindsay Lohan's personal life."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Rece Davis on ESPN's College Football Final&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010252705247679005-7407119029404691084?l=ridethefastlane.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010252705247679005/posts/default/7407119029404691084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010252705247679005/posts/default/7407119029404691084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethefastlane.blogspot.com/2008/11/quote-of-week_23.html' title='QUOTE OF THE WEEK'/><author><name>Laura Lane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08552705182164408405</uri><email>laura@ridethefastlane.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05067789251188055977'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SSm7XBi9JZI/AAAAAAAABfE/E6m1jLxnANQ/s72-c/Heisman+Trophy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010252705247679005.post-6444609925053673526</id><published>2008-11-22T17:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T17:22:24.430-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Phelps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Megan Fox'/><title type='text'>MOVE OVER JARED, PHELPS HAS ARRIVRED</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SSiuaKm4lsI/AAAAAAAABeE/ALZje9egI4g/s1600-h/cng9r_jared.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 161px; height: 205px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SSiuaKm4lsI/AAAAAAAABeE/ALZje9egI4g/s400/cng9r_jared.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271655128384444098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SSiuWc9bXsI/AAAAAAAABd8/UZGjCliR1iY/s1600-h/subway-phelps112008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 205px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SSiuWc9bXsI/AAAAAAAABd8/UZGjCliR1iY/s400/subway-phelps112008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271655064591359682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subway just signed &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michael Phelps&lt;/span&gt; to a big exclusive promotions deal. Although Subway &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;loves&lt;/span&gt; to claim they are not in the "fast food" category, the deal prohibits Phelps from signing deals with other fast food. Are you admitting you are fast food Subway? Don't lie!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The endorsement king's Olympic fame has fizzled yet. In fact, it's far from over. Michael also promotes Kellogg, Visa, Speedo and Rosetta Stone. He was already making $5 million a year in endorsements before Beijing, and people estimated his endorsements this year could reach over $50 million.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SSiwtENpDAI/AAAAAAAABeM/kn1vxpIZh2s/s1600-h/n3409927_39954457_6218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 393px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SSiwtENpDAI/AAAAAAAABeM/kn1vxpIZh2s/s400/n3409927_39954457_6218.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271657652108725250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Phelps was named one of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;People Mag&lt;/span&gt;'s "Sexiest Men Alive" this week, he made Barbara Walters prestigious &lt;span class="i"&gt;"10 Most Fascinating People&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;list (airs Dec. 4), and he is on a steamy new cover of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;GQ &lt;/span&gt;for their "Men of The Year" issue. In keeping up with the trend, I'm naming him "The Man On The Most Lists Of The Year." Congrats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I interviewed the eight medal winning sexy swimming star at the Golden Goggle Awards last week. Check out&lt;a href="http://sports.espn.go.com/espnmag/story?id=3710358"&gt; my interview &lt;/a&gt;with Phelps where he talks about his crush on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Megan Fox&lt;/span&gt; and his love of her &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;GQ&lt;/span&gt; cover. Which cover do you prefer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SSit1-xEXxI/AAAAAAAABd0/Ft2lgBPbu9g/s1600-h/gq__oPt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 360px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SSit1-xEXxI/AAAAAAAABd0/Ft2lgBPbu9g/s400/gq__oPt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271654506730643218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SSitzS6TmiI/AAAAAAAABds/K7z31wDUlQw/s1600-h/megan-fox-gq-october-2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 362px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SSitzS6TmiI/AAAAAAAABds/K7z31wDUlQw/s400/megan-fox-gq-october-2008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271654460598491682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010252705247679005-6444609925053673526?l=ridethefastlane.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010252705247679005/posts/default/6444609925053673526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010252705247679005/posts/default/6444609925053673526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethefastlane.blogspot.com/2008/11/move-over-jared-phelps-has-arrivred.html' title='MOVE OVER JARED, PHELPS HAS ARRIVRED'/><author><name>Laura Lane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08552705182164408405</uri><email>laura@ridethefastlane.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05067789251188055977'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SSiuaKm4lsI/AAAAAAAABeE/ALZje9egI4g/s72-c/cng9r_jared.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010252705247679005.post-2033586098709872183</id><published>2008-11-22T16:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T17:10:13.790-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='space'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jamie Gold'/><title type='text'>POKER TOURNEYS AND TRIPS TO SPACE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SSisSSGMb1I/AAAAAAAABdk/IOCyo5Px9eM/s1600-h/poker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 252px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SSisSSGMb1I/AAAAAAAABdk/IOCyo5Px9eM/s400/poker.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271652793932607314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SSisPLhXgTI/AAAAAAAABdc/xTTBxmiAO1s/s1600-h/rocket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 335px; height: 251px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SSisPLhXgTI/AAAAAAAABdc/xTTBxmiAO1s/s400/rocket.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271652740627923250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I was at a celebrity charity poker tournament where they auctioned off a trip to space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It went for just under half a million dollars to two gazillionares who both get to go ... and to think I was upset about losing $400 in poker. It still hurts. Seriously though, I felt like I was in the movie Back To The Future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questions - How can we not figure out the BCS? How can we not figure out how warm up my apartment? How can we not figure out public transportation in L.A.? ... But we can auction off trips to space? Really?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The poker was for the Sunflower Children Charity, which was created by the gorgeous model and humanitarian &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Helena Houdova&lt;/span&gt;. The charity helps provide survival and development care for the forgotten children of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The event was held at Gotham Hall in NYC was MC'd by my buddy, 2006 World Series of Poker Winner, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamie Gold&lt;/span&gt;, who I met a few years ago at the Sundance Film Festival, at a poker tournament where I made it to the final table (beginners luck, which I no longer have).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so nervous before the tournament that I made sure to brush up on my poker skills, re-read one of my poker books and called up my little bro who gave me a 45 minute crash course of tips. My brother is amazing. He won $3,600 last night in an online tournament. He's the real deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, when I got to the tournament Jamie said, "This is not a tournament of skill, this is a tournament of survival." Shit. It messes me up playing with a bunch of people who don't know poker and needless to say, I lost $400. It went to a good cause though I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But lets be honest, in comparison to the million dollars they got from the silent auction, did they really need 1/3 of my rent money?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010252705247679005-2033586098709872183?l=ridethefastlane.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010252705247679005/posts/default/2033586098709872183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010252705247679005/posts/default/2033586098709872183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethefastlane.blogspot.com/2008/11/poker-tourneys-and-trips-to-space.html' title='POKER TOURNEYS AND TRIPS TO SPACE'/><author><name>Laura Lane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08552705182164408405</uri><email>laura@ridethefastlane.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05067789251188055977'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SSisSSGMb1I/AAAAAAAABdk/IOCyo5Px9eM/s72-c/poker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010252705247679005.post-2550158421042873102</id><published>2008-11-22T14:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T18:33:15.259-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='basketball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laura lane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Britney Spears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jim Sturgess'/><title type='text'>THE WEEK THAT WAS</title><content type='html'>Things you might have missed from my week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SSi5Isyd6aI/AAAAAAAABek/xxRZpJR9Sas/s1600-h/dating+agency.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SSi5Isyd6aI/AAAAAAAABek/xxRZpJR9Sas/s400/dating+agency.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271666922950093218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-I was de-invited from a date this week. A guy asked me out, I said yes, and then he changed his mind an hour later and said he had plans ... Another unnamed guy professed his three-year crush for me saying he's liked me since the day we met. Really? Well why didn't you just say so? However, I fear, that time has passed. All in all, not sure what I'm looking for, but as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michael Phelps &lt;/span&gt;advised, "no baggage."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SSi7Vl9mewI/AAAAAAAABe0/jAFYWFjPi0Q/s1600-h/y188057711616954.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SSi7Vl9mewI/AAAAAAAABe0/jAFYWFjPi0Q/s400/y188057711616954.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271669343479298818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-I went to work with my shirt inside out and didn't notice until 2:30pm while I was in a screening for the new &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Britney Spears &lt;/span&gt;documentary, which I must say is rather emotional and revealing. It airs on MTV Nov. 30. I forgot to change my shirt following the screening so I went another two hours with it inside out until I realized all my co-workers were staring at me. Of course, I was wearing my cheap Forever 21 sweater to make matters worse. In Brit's documentary she talks about her breakup with Justin, K-Fed and dealing with the crazy paparazzi (all of whom I sadly recognized in the doc while they chased her).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SSi7oSjkdkI/AAAAAAAABe8/BJ1TQ_egWkg/s1600-h/large_large_paulus-duke.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SSi7oSjkdkI/AAAAAAAABe8/BJ1TQ_egWkg/s400/large_large_paulus-duke.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271669664687355458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-I went to the Duke basketball game at Madison Square Garden on Thursday and felt really old when I realized all the college players looked a lot scrawnier and younger than I remembered college guys being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SSi4_a1ob9I/AAAAAAAABeU/_SlFopq0tt4/s1600-h/blog18pix1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SSi4_a1ob9I/AAAAAAAABeU/_SlFopq0tt4/s400/blog18pix1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271666763512704978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-I met the guy who the movie 21 was based off of. His name is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jeff Ma &lt;/span&gt;and he's played by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jim Sturgess&lt;/span&gt; in the movie, who looks nothing like him (Jeff is Asian, for one thing). If I haven't mentioned before, Jim Sturgess is my celebrity crush and I am obsessed with the movie 21. Meeting Jeff Ma made my night. He is super cool, a sports fan and, of course, ridiculously smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SSi5LlSJoSI/AAAAAAAABes/Zjya5Vk7maQ/s1600-h/marioBatali.jpeg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SSi5LlSJoSI/AAAAAAAABes/Zjya5Vk7maQ/s400/marioBatali.jpeg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271666972475105570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-I stupidly decided to go to a book signing for celeb chef &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mario Batali &lt;/span&gt;instead of a Beyonce interview. First off, I am an awful cook so I wasn't even going for the book, but I thought he would be a more interesting interview than Sasha Fierce. I am not a Beyonce fan, sorry. Unfortunately though, I am no longer a Batali fan after his asshole handlers made me wait an hour and a half only to tell me that Mario had to run out after the signing and wouldn't be available for a 3 minute interview. What?! Seriously? You won't give me 3 minutes! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michael Phelps&lt;/span&gt; gave me 3 minutes and he wasn't even promoting anything! Mario was chatting up all the people who bought his stupid book and taking his sweet time. Didn't appear to be in a rush to me. My time, however, is precious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SSi5CKzsOzI/AAAAAAAABec/6BK3bTZAdrI/s1600-h/igloo-upgrades.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SSi5CKzsOzI/AAAAAAAABec/6BK3bTZAdrI/s400/igloo-upgrades.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271666810749205298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-My apartment is a refrigerator. The heat won't work. They've tried to fix it three different times already. So I spend most of the night in my over-sized &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Barry Zito&lt;/span&gt; sweatshirt, some pink granny slippers and a blanket in the fetal position. However, this beats living in the sauna my apartment turns into in the summer. Oh, New York.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010252705247679005-2550158421042873102?l=ridethefastlane.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010252705247679005/posts/default/2550158421042873102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010252705247679005/posts/default/2550158421042873102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethefastlane.blogspot.com/2008/11/week-that-was.html' title='THE WEEK THAT WAS'/><author><name>Laura Lane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08552705182164408405</uri><email>laura@ridethefastlane.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05067789251188055977'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SSi5Isyd6aI/AAAAAAAABek/xxRZpJR9Sas/s72-c/dating+agency.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010252705247679005.post-7333299633444767001</id><published>2008-11-15T13:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T20:08:28.801-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brett Favre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='basketball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shaun White'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nate Robinson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Knicks'/><title type='text'>KNICKS ARE SO H'WOOD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SSDq0mbqp9I/AAAAAAAABdM/KAac4ZcQ2GQ/s1600-h/shaun-white-400a031307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 322px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SSDq0mbqp9I/AAAAAAAABdM/KAac4ZcQ2GQ/s400/shaun-white-400a031307.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269469753414166482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SSDqyA0hyOI/AAAAAAAABdE/7PjCiHHkM58/s1600-h/BrettJetFavre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 322px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SSDqyA0hyOI/AAAAAAAABdE/7PjCiHHkM58/s400/BrettJetFavre.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269469708958157026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to think I thought that moving to New York, I would stop seeing celebrities at basketball games. Last week I met &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michael Jordan &lt;/span&gt;and then tonight I ran into my buddy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shaun White&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was an even bigger surprise than &lt;a href="http://ridethefastlane.blogspot.com/2008/03/on-road-again-run-in-with-shaun-white.html"&gt;the time&lt;/a&gt; I ran into him at the airport. The Olympic snowboarder and X-Game medalist was sitting front row at the game. I chatted for a bit with Shaun at half time and caught up on our old days at the X-Games and causing trouble at the Standard in L.A. Shaun was originally supposed to be sitting next &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brett Favre&lt;/span&gt; but Brett was a no-show. He did however get to sit next to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kerry Rhodes&lt;/span&gt;. Shaun’s in NYC until Sunday promoting his new video game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SSDr-i8aTwI/AAAAAAAABdU/oLjKO0bBK_M/s1600-h/nate-robinson-dunk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 379px; height: 291px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SSDr-i8aTwI/AAAAAAAABdU/oLjKO0bBK_M/s400/nate-robinson-dunk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269471023788084994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the game they showed the clip from the Jets amazing win Thursday night and Kerry Rhodes stood up and waved to the crowd who went wild. Even &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nate Robinson &lt;/span&gt;pointed at him and gave a nod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nate is being mic’d tonight for the first time for television. Coach &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mike D'Antoni &lt;/span&gt;gave the TV crew the okay (what doesn't he say no to though with the media? He's a full access kinda guy) and Nate got taped up with a tiny mic underneath his jersey. It's so reality show-ish... but kinda cool. Speaking of which, I don’t know why reality show mics can’t be that discreet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knicks beat Oklahoma City 116-106, barely. The Thunder were seriously making a run for it at the end. The Thunder are the former Seattle Sonics before they moved to Oklahoma City. In the deal the Sonics were allowed the keep their name in case they ever wanted to build a franchise again. I still haven't gotten used to the name Thunder though ... at least it's better than the Yard Dawgs. &lt;a href="http://ridethefastlane.blogspot.com/2008/07/so-long-sonics-so-long-newspapers.html"&gt;I've already expressed&lt;/a&gt; my feeling about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've actually started to really enjoy Knicks games. Dare I admit I am &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;much of a New Yorker? However, they seriously need some energy in the fourth quarter. Every single game they give away the lead. I don't get it. It's like how I was running the 800 in high school track. Huge lead until I burnt out at the end. Thank god I decided to be a writer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010252705247679005-7333299633444767001?l=ridethefastlane.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010252705247679005/posts/default/7333299633444767001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010252705247679005/posts/default/7333299633444767001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethefastlane.blogspot.com/2008/11/knicks-are-so-hwood.html' title='KNICKS ARE SO H&apos;WOOD'/><author><name>Laura Lane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08552705182164408405</uri><email>laura@ridethefastlane.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05067789251188055977'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SSDq0mbqp9I/AAAAAAAABdM/KAac4ZcQ2GQ/s72-c/shaun-white-400a031307.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010252705247679005.post-4845041544770524023</id><published>2008-11-14T07:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T07:07:00.384-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Justin Timberlake'/><title type='text'>SAY HELLO TO YOUR NEW NEIGHBOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SR0V3oPF2fI/AAAAAAAABc8/InMLdxGW9E8/s1600-h/DSC00311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 277px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SR0V3oPF2fI/AAAAAAAABc8/InMLdxGW9E8/s400/DSC00311.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268391184531053042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Picture snapped by yours truly, Laura Lane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Justin Timberlake&lt;/span&gt; said yesterday at an event I was at that he's moving to New York. He really needs to stop following me everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JT noted that he liked the weather here in the Big Apple. Hmmm ... is there some unknown city in Cali named New York? I'm confused. Because I just moved from Cali three months ago, and while I am in love with the city, the weather absolutely sucks. And supposedly I haven't seen anything yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe he never gets cold because he's so sizzlin' hot ... okay, okay I promise never to attempt at lame jokes again. Welcome to NYC JT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010252705247679005-4845041544770524023?l=ridethefastlane.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010252705247679005/posts/default/4845041544770524023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010252705247679005/posts/default/4845041544770524023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethefastlane.blogspot.com/2008/11/say-hello-to-your-new-neighbor.html' title='SAY HELLO TO YOUR NEW NEIGHBOR'/><author><name>Laura Lane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08552705182164408405</uri><email>laura@ridethefastlane.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05067789251188055977'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SR0V3oPF2fI/AAAAAAAABc8/InMLdxGW9E8/s72-c/DSC00311.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010252705247679005.post-8400920983351607415</id><published>2008-11-13T22:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:06:55.829-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brett Favre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jets'/><title type='text'>JETS BLAST TO #1 IN AFC EAST</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SR0UFBrUvpI/AAAAAAAABc0/3XM4HeoQdGw/s1600-h/bd48c258605c04fa0228728ccc825cf0-getty-81706930jr001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SR0UFBrUvpI/AAAAAAAABc0/3XM4HeoQdGw/s400/bd48c258605c04fa0228728ccc825cf0-getty-81706930jr001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268389215675399826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Hey man, maybe you shouldn't play with so many fingers messed up."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Jets beat the Patriots 34-31 in overtime to claim first place in the AFC East. It's a sad night in New England. However, those Jets need to re-fuel instead of de-fuel at the half. They almost gave up the game despite having a huge lead, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;. Well, a "W" is a "W." So smile on New York, smile on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010252705247679005-8400920983351607415?l=ridethefastlane.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010252705247679005/posts/default/8400920983351607415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010252705247679005/posts/default/8400920983351607415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethefastlane.blogspot.com/2008/11/jets-blast-to-1.html' title='JETS BLAST TO #1 IN AFC EAST'/><author><name>Laura Lane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08552705182164408405</uri><email>laura@ridethefastlane.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05067789251188055977'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SR0UFBrUvpI/AAAAAAAABc0/3XM4HeoQdGw/s72-c/bd48c258605c04fa0228728ccc825cf0-getty-81706930jr001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010252705247679005.post-7962628526771287821</id><published>2008-11-13T13:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T18:04:26.963-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Soup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='television'/><title type='text'>BABIES + OLBERMANN + JOEL = AMAZINGNESS</title><content type='html'>If you haven't seen the cutest baby in the entire world, here is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Isaac McHale&lt;/span&gt; on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Keith Olbermann&lt;/span&gt;'s show with his dad, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joel McHale&lt;/span&gt;. His brother &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eddie&lt;/span&gt; is just as adorable. This is the best video I have seen in a long, long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They should have all news anchors hold babies while they read the news. Ratings jump guaranteed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/22425001/vp/27669819#27669819" frameborder="0" height="339" scrolling="no" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010252705247679005-7962628526771287821?l=ridethefastlane.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010252705247679005/posts/default/7962628526771287821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010252705247679005/posts/default/7962628526771287821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethefastlane.blogspot.com/2008/11/why-babies-make-news-exciting.html' title='BABIES + OLBERMANN + JOEL = AMAZINGNESS'/><author><name>Laura Lane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08552705182164408405</uri><email>laura@ridethefastlane.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05067789251188055977'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010252705247679005.post-2207130332033392771</id><published>2008-11-13T06:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T06:24:11.190-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Game'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>PICKUP ARTISTS IN NYC</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SRw3VytLMhI/AAAAAAAABb0/VnWNGOnviqY/s1600-h/9963452.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SRw3VytLMhI/AAAAAAAABb0/VnWNGOnviqY/s400/9963452.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268146511644668434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Three years ago I read a book called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Game&lt;/span&gt;, by&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Neil Strauss&lt;/span&gt;. It's about an underground society of pickup artists. Neil Strauss was a writer for the New York Times and was asked to write an article about these guys who taught other men how to pickup women through various techniques. Instead, Neil travels around the world meeting the best pickup artists and learning various techniques until he becomes the best pickup artist in the world. It's a true story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read the book because a guy I was dating in L.A. had mentioned reading it and I was curious to find out if he'd been using these techniques on me. It became my favorite book, which is the last book you'd think a girl would like, especially because these guys are manipulative and deceiving. But on a larger level the book is really a fascinating sociology experiment and a lesson in human nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence, my favorite quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Usually, what you wish for doesn't fall in your lap; it falls somewhere nearby, and you have to recognize it, stand up, and put in the time and work it takes to get it. This isn't because the universe is cruel. It's because the universe is smart. It has its own cat-string theory and knows we don't appreciate things that fall into our laps."&lt;br /&gt;-The Game, by Neil Strauss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SRw3cZ1Z-KI/AAAAAAAABcE/cGzWfwksaak/s1600-h/the-pickup-artist-vh1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SRw3cZ1Z-KI/AAAAAAAABcE/cGzWfwksaak/s400/the-pickup-artist-vh1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268146625227389090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You might be familiar with the Pickup Artist reality show. Well it turns out &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mystery &lt;/span&gt;(a main character from the novel) and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matador &lt;/span&gt;(from the reality show) are in New York. And I get to meet them this week! It's like my book coming to life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was college, I met a guy at a party and within five seconds of speaking with him, I knew he was a pickup artist and had read &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Game&lt;/span&gt;. All he did was shake my hand and say, "You have an interesting handshake." Not everyone that says this is a pickup artist and I don't even think that line was in the book, but I'm telling you, I just knew it. After a couple minutes I smiled and asked if he had read &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Game&lt;/span&gt;. He was shocked and said I was the first girl to ever call him out. It was a very proud moment for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all you pickup artist fans, Mystery is signing copies of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Mystery Method&lt;/span&gt; today at Borders Books in Penn Plaza, New York at 7pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for all you women out there, beware. The pickup artists are in the city ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SRw3fAtJoAI/AAAAAAAABcM/GlR6SFl9Y9s/s1600-h/The-Mystery-Method-L6X412L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SRw3fAtJoAI/AAAAAAAABcM/GlR6SFl9Y9s/s400/The-Mystery-Method-L6X412L.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268146670021484546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010252705247679005-2207130332033392771?l=ridethefastlane.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010252705247679005/posts/default/2207130332033392771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010252705247679005/posts/default/2207130332033392771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethefastlane.blogspot.com/2008/11/pickup-artists-in-nyc.html' title='PICKUP ARTISTS IN NYC'/><author><name>Laura Lane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08552705182164408405</uri><email>laura@ridethefastlane.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05067789251188055977'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SRw3VytLMhI/AAAAAAAABb0/VnWNGOnviqY/s72-c/9963452.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010252705247679005.post-7256262407964975932</id><published>2008-11-11T02:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T02:44:00.234-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ricky Gervais'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote of the week'/><title type='text'>QUOTE OF THE WEEK</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SRi5WjjGJmI/AAAAAAAABbE/4CMqNcVEW3Y/s1600-h/new-york-page-full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SRi5WjjGJmI/AAAAAAAABbE/4CMqNcVEW3Y/s400/new-york-page-full.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267163561360500322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“Most people are proud of where they're born. In New York, they're proud of where they live.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ricky Gervais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. If you ever told me I’d be quoting Ricky Gervais (let alone a quote he said to Cindy Adams!) I would have told you you’re nuts. But it’s rather moving.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010252705247679005-7256262407964975932?l=ridethefastlane.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010252705247679005/posts/default/7256262407964975932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010252705247679005/posts/default/7256262407964975932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethefastlane.blogspot.com/2008/11/quote-of-week_11.html' title='QUOTE OF THE WEEK'/><author><name>Laura Lane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08552705182164408405</uri><email>laura@ridethefastlane.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05067789251188055977'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SRi5WjjGJmI/AAAAAAAABbE/4CMqNcVEW3Y/s72-c/new-york-page-full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010252705247679005.post-2099662192685989229</id><published>2008-11-11T01:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T01:48:00.680-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James Bond'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>007 RUMOR CONTROL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SRi6W8zJDII/AAAAAAAABbU/pRVUefS7yX4/s1600-h/i-JamesBond.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 350px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SRi6W8zJDII/AAAAAAAABbU/pRVUefS7yX4/s400/i-JamesBond.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267164667650313346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m so sick of this “what if” talk when it comes to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;James Bond&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James Bond was &lt;a href="http://nymag.com/daily/entertainment/2008/11/"&gt;going to&lt;/a&gt; have a kid in the new movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James Bond &lt;a href="http://www.nydailynews.com/entertainment/movies/2008/11/10/2008-11-10_daniel_craig_says_were_ready_for_black_0.html"&gt;should be&lt;/a&gt; black in the next movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just leave Bond alone! It’s worked for over 50 years and I don’t think&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Ian Fleming&lt;/span&gt; would appreciate you ruining his fictional masterpiece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I get to go to the James Bond premiere in New York tonight so I’ll get the dish! Sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SRi6bRXrn3I/AAAAAAAABbc/JqrIKb-uJp4/s1600-h/literature_moore_bio_preview.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SRi6bRXrn3I/AAAAAAAABbc/JqrIKb-uJp4/s400/literature_moore_bio_preview.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267164741891759986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. For all you super James Bond fans in NYC, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sir Roger Moore&lt;/span&gt;, also known as James Bond and the Saint will be signing copies of My Word Is My Bond on Friday 11/14/08 at 6:30pm at Borders Books (Second Avenue. Manhattan, NY).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010252705247679005-2099662192685989229?l=ridethefastlane.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010252705247679005/posts/default/2099662192685989229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010252705247679005/posts/default/2099662192685989229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethefastlane.blogspot.com/2008/11/007-rumor-control.html' title='007 RUMOR CONTROL'/><author><name>Laura Lane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08552705182164408405</uri><email>laura@ridethefastlane.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05067789251188055977'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SRi6W8zJDII/AAAAAAAABbU/pRVUefS7yX4/s72-c/i-JamesBond.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010252705247679005.post-4451063870676030268</id><published>2008-11-10T14:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T15:03:44.066-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><title type='text'>FINANCIAL CRISIS SURVIVOR - FOREVER 21?!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SRi7O9DwM3I/AAAAAAAABbk/L9G_Fgvlv3M/s1600-h/forever_21_052603.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 326px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SRi7O9DwM3I/AAAAAAAABbk/L9G_Fgvlv3M/s400/forever_21_052603.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267165629792662386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amid the financial crisis, one victor emerges – Forever 21.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While every other company is stuck in a shit hole, turns out things have never looked better for cheap-chain-store-turned-H&amp;amp;M knockoff- turned-chic-shopping-haven, Forever 21.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least 15,000 jobs &lt;a href="http://money.cnn.com/2008/11/07/news/economy/november_layoffs/index.htm"&gt;were cut&lt;/a&gt; in the first week of November in various companies across America and fashion companies including Escada, Galliano, Just Cavalli, Prada and others are in &lt;a href="http://nymag.com/daily/fashion/2008/11/debt_threatens_prada_escada_an.html?mid=fashion-alert--20081110"&gt;serious threat &lt;/a&gt;of going bankrupt (but might be saved by investors in Dubai, who invest in anything and I am seriously convinced they plan to take over the world. This is why they teach Monopoly to kids - if one person owns the board, they win!!!), there is however, still hope and it’s name is Forever 21.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In high school, you were embarrassed to shop there. Their clothes fell apart and they looked trashy. Now it’s a stylish and affordable brand. It's like how shopping at Target used to be like K-Mart until they completely did an advertising 360 and made Target super cool (K-Mart still sucks).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while even the great-two-on-every-block-mandatory Starbucks are closing stores, Forever 21 is just beginning its world domination, starting with &lt;a href="http://www.wwd.com/retail-news/forever-21-to-open-in-times-square-1853899?navSection=retail-news"&gt;the plan&lt;/a&gt; to open a 100,000-square-foot store in Times Square at the building that Tower Records used to occupy (before the music industry came to an end). So while the nation woes this financial crisis there is but one small beacon of hope – while you cry over your lost wages, you can still look super stylish doing it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010252705247679005-4451063870676030268?l=ridethefastlane.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010252705247679005/posts/default/4451063870676030268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010252705247679005/posts/default/4451063870676030268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethefastlane.blogspot.com/2008/11/financial-crisis-survivor-forever-21.html' title='FINANCIAL CRISIS SURVIVOR - FOREVER 21?!?'/><author><name>Laura Lane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08552705182164408405</uri><email>laura@ridethefastlane.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05067789251188055977'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SRi7O9DwM3I/AAAAAAAABbk/L9G_Fgvlv3M/s72-c/forever_21_052603.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010252705247679005.post-8890559421106283755</id><published>2008-11-10T14:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T12:40:51.064-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barack Obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Name'/><title type='text'>HOT NEW BABY NAME: BARACK OBAMA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SRi5v4TcBFI/AAAAAAAABbM/szG7LrogQQ8/s1600-h/123533018v16_350x350_Front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 310px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SRi5v4TcBFI/AAAAAAAABbM/szG7LrogQQ8/s400/123533018v16_350x350_Front.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267163996428698706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyways – according to the&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/11/10/us/politics/10babies.html?nl=pol&amp;amp;emc=pola2"&gt; New York Times&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Barack Obama&lt;/span&gt; is the new hip, hot, trendy, cool, all the rage, popular, baby name! Apparently, there were a few people who actually gave birth as he won and decided it was destined that their kid be named Barack Obama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shhh – don’t tell them that a baby is born ever 4.2 seconds in the world. Let it be destiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn’t anything revolutionary that a name becomes common after a popular figure emerges, but up until the election I had never heard of someone named Barack. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michelle, Malia &lt;/span&gt;and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Sasha&lt;/span&gt; have also gained popularity. I'm all for unique names that are also easy to spell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For fun, here are the top ten most popular names of last year and the most popular 23 years ago (when I was born). In 1985 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Laura &lt;/span&gt;was the 14th most popular name. If I was a boy, my parents were planning to name me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ryan&lt;/span&gt; (12th), which I personally think would have been a hot name for a girl anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Top 10 Names for 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    Male name      Female name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1     Jacob                      --- Emily&lt;br /&gt;2     Michael ---          Isabella&lt;br /&gt;3     Ethan ---                     Emma&lt;br /&gt;4     Joshua ---                     Ava&lt;br /&gt;5     Daniel                      --- Madison&lt;br /&gt;6     Christopher ---        Sophia&lt;br /&gt;7     Anthony ---               Olivia&lt;br /&gt;8     William ---            Abigail&lt;br /&gt;9     Matthew               ---Hannah&lt;br /&gt;10     Andrew ---              Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Top 10 Names for 1985&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  Male name     Female name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1     Michael ---                 Jessica&lt;br /&gt;2     Christopher ---          Ashley&lt;br /&gt;3     Matthew                ---Jennifer&lt;br /&gt;4     Joshua ---                     Amanda&lt;br /&gt;5     Daniel ---                       Sarah&lt;br /&gt;6     David                         --- Stephanie&lt;br /&gt;7     James                         --- Nicole&lt;br /&gt;8     Robert                       --- Heather&lt;br /&gt;9     John ---         Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;10     Joseph         --- Megan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010252705247679005-8890559421106283755?l=ridethefastlane.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010252705247679005/posts/default/8890559421106283755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010252705247679005/posts/default/8890559421106283755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethefastlane.blogspot.com/2008/11/hot-new-baby-name-barack-obama.html' title='HOT NEW BABY NAME: BARACK OBAMA'/><author><name>Laura Lane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08552705182164408405</uri><email>laura@ridethefastlane.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05067789251188055977'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SRi5v4TcBFI/AAAAAAAABbM/szG7LrogQQ8/s72-c/123533018v16_350x350_Front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010252705247679005.post-479237311445391808</id><published>2008-11-10T05:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T07:53:56.204-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesomeness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Banksy'/><title type='text'>BANKSY OR NOT?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SRepABg8cUI/AAAAAAAABa0/485XxLTqNH8/s1600-h/PB010056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SRepABg8cUI/AAAAAAAABa0/485XxLTqNH8/s400/PB010056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266864107104792898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Is this picture I took in SoHo a Banksy or not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's not so underground anymore, but he's still underground enough where you and only one other person at a dinner table might know who he is. And that makes you feel cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am, of course, talking about the great &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Banksy&lt;/span&gt;. An artist I first learned of back in L.A. by a DJ I was dating from London who shared my love of graffiti art. &lt;a href="http://www.banksy.co.uk/"&gt;Bansky &lt;/a&gt;is a mysterious British street artist who has turned his mischievous street graffiti into a multi-million dollar art career (Brad Pitt is a huge fan). No one knows who Bansky actually is. As Wikipedia puts it best in the oxymoron description of him, he is "a well-known pseudo-anonymous British graffiti artist."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His work, which by some is considered vandalism, can be meaningful or meaningless, political or politically incorrect and it aways undoubtedly sparks curiousity and wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banksy currently has an exhibit in town called the Pet Shop, which has the weirdest mechanical animals and things in the world - chicken nuggets eating their sauce in a chicken pen, monkeys watching money porn and random other mysterious creatures. The people who work there swore to me they've never met Banksy and say the place was already set up when they were hired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SRerOwIByzI/AAAAAAAABa8/v5ce2xI4r0M/s1600-h/banksy-pet-store.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 350px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SRerOwIByzI/AAAAAAAABa8/v5ce2xI4r0M/s400/banksy-pet-store.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266866559158176562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once rumors swirled that Banksy was in town, mysterious Banksy work suddenly started to appear all around NYC. And I became curious to find them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am 99.9% positive there is a Banksy (there have been known to be fakes) over an advertisement on Houston street of a huge rat holding a paint brush as if he is painting his own picture down my where I play soccer. I forget my camera every time I'm over there, but I will take a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the other day as I walking down in SoHo, I suddenly realized that this painting might too be a Banksy. It looks just like one, has some sort of weird meaning that I don't quite get right away and is purposefully placed (I assume) behind barbed wire. Which begs the question, is this or is this not a Banksy??? (picture at top of blog post)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure if these are truly Banksy quotes, but if they are, I'm obsessed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="templatequote"&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;"People say graffiti is ugly, irresponsible and childish... but that's only if it's done properly."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="templatequotecite"&gt;—&lt;cite&gt;Banksy&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;blockquote class="templatequote"&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;"Think outside the box, collapse the box, and take a fucking sharp knife to it."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="templatequotecite"&gt;—&lt;cite&gt;Banksy&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010252705247679005-479237311445391808?l=ridethefastlane.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010252705247679005/posts/default/479237311445391808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010252705247679005/posts/default/479237311445391808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethefastlane.blogspot.com/2008/11/banksy-or-not.html' title='BANKSY OR NOT?'/><author><name>Laura Lane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08552705182164408405</uri><email>laura@ridethefastlane.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05067789251188055977'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SRepABg8cUI/AAAAAAAABa0/485XxLTqNH8/s72-c/PB010056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010252705247679005.post-2153172039452343286</id><published>2008-11-09T16:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T18:51:58.925-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brett Favre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jets'/><title type='text'>HE'S STILL GOT "IT"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SReD9B4Nz4I/AAAAAAAABas/7xgTI3aeQhs/s1600-h/capt.b7ad0dcbd69a479894b923a0f71a01b0.rams_jets_football_eru211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 354px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SReD9B4Nz4I/AAAAAAAABas/7xgTI3aeQhs/s400/capt.b7ad0dcbd69a479894b923a0f71a01b0.rams_jets_football_eru211.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266823373732564866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I say "He" I mean &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brett Favre&lt;/span&gt;, and when I say "It," I'm talking skills like a tractor truck that ran over the St. Louis Rams on Sunday. It was a 47-3 beating. Ouch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite part of the game was when the crowd booed after the Rams scored the 3-point field goal - when New York already had 40 points on the board!!! Guess they were hoping for a shutout. I got to talk to Brett after the game for a minute and he was definitely more upbeat than the last home game against the Chiefs where they barely squeezed out a win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Winning = Happy players = Good interviews = Happy editors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SReD3d0J_aI/AAAAAAAABac/StKIgRj67lE/s1600-h/capt.ba783ec8ea9b41fd9253efb2b5c84545.rams_jets_football_eru103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SReD3d0J_aI/AAAAAAAABac/StKIgRj67lE/s400/capt.ba783ec8ea9b41fd9253efb2b5c84545.rams_jets_football_eru103.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266823278152514978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some gems from a message board I was checking out during the game:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;redscapswizfan:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; damn is this a college game lol!!! jets are kicking some butt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;nxbombers111:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Clemens is going to play I bet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YankeesJets2375: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clemens? Roger Clemens could beat these Rams. Without HGH too. How did we lose to the Raiders? What a crazy season.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YankeesJets2375:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Mangini, is letting his inner Belichick come out, I dont like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SReD6YAjZRI/AAAAAAAABak/JqtnAjkwF9Y/s1600-h/bbd45cf94437d7ddf24bfa424f7e1e87-getty-81706952nl017_st_louis_rams.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SReD6YAjZRI/AAAAAAAABak/JqtnAjkwF9Y/s400/bbd45cf94437d7ddf24bfa424f7e1e87-getty-81706952nl017_st_louis_rams.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266823328133506322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This Thursday the Jets play the Patriots in New England who they are currently tied with in the AFC East 6-3.&lt;br /&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/8010252705247679005-2153172039452343286?l=ridethefastlane.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010252705247679005/posts/default/2153172039452343286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010252705247679005/posts/default/2153172039452343286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethefastlane.blogspot.com/2008/11/hes-still-got-it.html' title='HE&apos;S STILL GOT &quot;IT&quot;'/><author><name>Laura Lane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08552705182164408405</uri><email>laura@ridethefastlane.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05067789251188055977'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SReD9B4Nz4I/AAAAAAAABas/7xgTI3aeQhs/s72-c/capt.b7ad0dcbd69a479894b923a0f71a01b0.rams_jets_football_eru211.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010252705247679005.post-6944904203483419611</id><published>2008-11-09T15:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T18:54:40.505-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote of the week'/><title type='text'>QUOTE OF THE WEEK</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SRd1HtHoecI/AAAAAAAABZc/lQKPW_tkr40/s1600-h/fedora.php"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SRd1HtHoecI/AAAAAAAABZc/lQKPW_tkr40/s400/fedora.php" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266807064464226754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;your hat! You look absolutely fabulous in it - but dahhhling, it's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;winter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Some douche bag guy at NYC hotspot Rose Bar Friday night to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I was so taken back I actually said, "thanks." Five minutes later a guy with his entourage walks into the lounge wearing the same "winter" hat. Ha! I'm not the only person who thinks - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;knows&lt;/span&gt;- they're still stylish. If I was mean I would have said something along the lines of, "Thank you for your style tips but from the looks of it you aren't someone who should be giving them. If you had any fashion sense at all I might actually be offended, but you don't, so I won't waste any more of my time. Have a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fabulous&lt;/span&gt; night." But unfortunately that would only lower me to the level of "douche." Hence, my evil alter ego can't have it's way... nor does my evil alter ego think of things to say on the spot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010252705247679005-6944904203483419611?l=ridethefastlane.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010252705247679005/posts/default/6944904203483419611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010252705247679005/posts/default/6944904203483419611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethefastlane.blogspot.com/2008/11/quote-of-week.html' title='QUOTE OF THE WEEK'/><author><name>Laura Lane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08552705182164408405</uri><email>laura@ridethefastlane.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05067789251188055977'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SRd1HtHoecI/AAAAAAAABZc/lQKPW_tkr40/s72-c/fedora.php' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010252705247679005.post-7216670021129728500</id><published>2008-11-09T13:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T17:25:54.372-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Juicy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hollywood'/><title type='text'>LET THEM EAT CAKE VS. WE ALL EAT CAKE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SReAdzZby8I/AAAAAAAABZk/5Zg5HKP2rkw/s1600-h/6a00d83452491d69e2010535e0e4a3970c.jpg"&gt; &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SReAdzZby8I/AAAAAAAABZk/5Zg5HKP2rkw/s400/6a00d83452491d69e2010535e0e4a3970c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266819538734533570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There is a huge difference between the L.A. and NYC celebrity soiree scene, which I realized at the Juicy Couture store opening on 5th Avenue the other night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I breezed past the glamorous Juicy Couture designers &lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Pamlea Skaist-Levy &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b style=""&gt;Gela Nash-Taylor &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and headed upstairs during the extravagant bash, I thought, this would never happen in L.A.! In Hollywood, nearly ever A-list event has a V.I.P. area which always ends up becoming over crowded and messy. People feel left out, people that should be in there aren't and people that shouldn't get in find a way. It's never good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In New York, while celebrities will usually have booths or tables at clubs, at the upscale cocktail parties, socialites, musicians, celebrities and us normal folk mix and mingle among the masses. Granted, not just anyone can get in the party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SReAjgut5zI/AAAAAAAABZs/d_Wv1ZhSAyc/s1600-h/56130211Mahalofashion117200873827PM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SReAjgut5zI/AAAAAAAABZs/d_Wv1ZhSAyc/s400/56130211Mahalofashion117200873827PM.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266819636802742066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extravagant, is an understatement for this bash. Balloons flooded the ceiling, ballerinas were dancing in tutus throughout the store, there were violin players, hundreds of cupcakes and 5-tiered cakes, appetizers, champagne and at least 30 young guys dressed in top hats, suit jackets and boots over jeans holding umbrellas lined up along the red carpet in place of a gate. It was magnificent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SReBEy1owtI/AAAAAAAABaU/HrD6xxwSMW4/s1600-h/Leighton-gallery_e_d495eefeea2ea6a272e41b3555012dad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 276px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SReBEy1owtI/AAAAAAAABaU/HrD6xxwSMW4/s400/Leighton-gallery_e_d495eefeea2ea6a272e41b3555012dad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266820208599286482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SReA975cZmI/AAAAAAAABaM/OsvpaaEchJ0/s1600-h/CWP-00304940085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 275px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SReA975cZmI/AAAAAAAABaM/OsvpaaEchJ0/s400/CWP-00304940085.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266820090772088418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SReA2D-I7aI/AAAAAAAABZ8/cgBeC7BR99U/s1600-h/CWP-00304040085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 274px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SReA2D-I7aI/AAAAAAAABZ8/cgBeC7BR99U/s400/CWP-00304040085.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266819955500314018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I politely asked &lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Blake Lively &lt;/b&gt;and boyfriend &lt;b style=""&gt;Penn    Badgley&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; if I could sneak by them, scooted past &lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Sarah Michelle Gellar&lt;/b&gt;, passed by &lt;b style=""&gt;Sarah Silverman, Emma Roberts, Jason Lewis&lt;/b&gt; and&lt;b style=""&gt; Jessica Szohr,&lt;/b&gt; chatted up &lt;b style=""&gt;Molly Sims &lt;/b&gt;on the carpet and was just feet away from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Martha S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tewart &lt;/span&gt;who popped by for a quick photo op with the Juicy girls to show her support ("She's our idol!" one gushed. "Juicy loves Martha!" shreaked the other. "Martha loves Juicy!" Martha smiled back before whispering, "Your store is very cute."), I realized, this is how it should be. Equals. Granted none of us really are the same. The socialites have more money than the celebs, the celebs have more fame than the socialites, the musicians have the real talent, and we journalists, document it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, we are all individually important. While in Los Angeles, the "Let them eat cake" mentality exists, in New York, everyone secretly knows they need each other. Thus, we all ate the cake - and cupcakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SReAn4uCpCI/AAAAAAAABZ0/2a-LcFJ00FA/s1600-h/56130229Mahalofashion117200873816PM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SReAn4uCpCI/AAAAAAAABZ0/2a-LcFJ00FA/s400/56130229Mahalofashion117200873816PM.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266819711961834530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010252705247679005-7216670021129728500?l=ridethefastlane.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010252705247679005/posts/default/7216670021129728500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010252705247679005/posts/default/7216670021129728500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethefastlane.blogspot.com/2008/11/let-them-eat-cake-vs-we-all-eat-cake.html' title='LET THEM EAT CAKE VS. WE ALL EAT CAKE'/><author><name>Laura Lane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08552705182164408405</uri><email>laura@ridethefastlane.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05067789251188055977'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SReAdzZby8I/AAAAAAAABZk/5Zg5HKP2rkw/s72-c/6a00d83452491d69e2010535e0e4a3970c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010252705247679005.post-198846477829405544</id><published>2008-11-05T22:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T18:59:30.888-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Vartan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barry Zito'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spike Lee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Jordan'/><title type='text'>THE GREATEST OF THE GREAT</title><content type='html'>I met ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SRKXJFCSEvI/AAAAAAAABZU/bWkqavIxOeI/s1600-h/040522_jordan_vmed.widec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SRKXJFCSEvI/AAAAAAAABZU/bWkqavIxOeI/s400/040522_jordan_vmed.widec.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265437096575898354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michael Jordan&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a believer in the Secret per say (that book/movie), but am a believer in energy and positive thinking and when you say something, it happens. Like the time I told my friend I'd &lt;a href="http://ridethefastlane.blogspot.com/2008/07/playboy-mansion-and-michael-vartan.html"&gt;introduce her&lt;/a&gt; to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michael Vartan &lt;/span&gt;and totally did. Like the time I said I would move to New York in six months and I moved five and a half months later. Like the time I wrote a blog about Michael Jordan and then met him a couple days later - oh yeah, that was tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. I met Michael Jordan. I grew up watching the Bulls. My dad is from Chicago. My little brother's room growing up had Chicago Bulls wall paper. For my dad's birthday when I was ten, I got him a lazer pen (back when those were cool) that had a bulls logo so we could pretend we were at the stadium when we watched games since they always had a red lazer bull logo on the court when the Bulls theme song came on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There aren't many icons I get excited about meeting, but I quickly texted my friend afterwards and called my dad. It doesn't get bigger than Mike (And this is after I spent the day walking next to Katie Holmes and Suri). I kept my cool though, introduced myself and said hi. He was in New York for the Knicks v Charlotte game. Mike works behind the scenes at the Charlotte organization but has been known to join in at practice every now and then. Also at the game was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chris Rock, Ethan Hawke &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spike Lee&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010252705247679005-198846477829405544?l=ridethefastlane.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010252705247679005/posts/default/198846477829405544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010252705247679005/posts/default/198846477829405544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethefastlane.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-met-greatest-athlete-of-all-time.html' title='THE GREATEST OF THE GREAT'/><author><name>Laura Lane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08552705182164408405</uri><email>laura@ridethefastlane.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05067789251188055977'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SRKXJFCSEvI/AAAAAAAABZU/bWkqavIxOeI/s72-c/040522_jordan_vmed.widec.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010252705247679005.post-613419078098952068</id><published>2008-11-05T10:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T23:21:21.282-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John McCain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barack Obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elections'/><title type='text'>YES WE CAN</title><content type='html'>As Johnny Drama from Entourage would say, "Victory!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Barack Obama&lt;/span&gt; has defeated &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;John McCain&lt;/span&gt;. This is a huge historical landmark and I wanted to celebrate the election in a historical way so I went to Rockefeller Center and celebrated with thousands of others New Yorkers. The energy of the crowd was insane and it truly felt like I was a part of something important. Here's some pics I took to document the night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SRKLoLtyq3I/AAAAAAAABY8/IT61_uCjMxg/s1600-h/n3409927_39780115_7921.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SRKLoLtyq3I/AAAAAAAABY8/IT61_uCjMxg/s400/n3409927_39780115_7921.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265424436805413746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom actually called me on the phone and told me to go to Rockefeller Center because she saw it on CNN and said it looked like a crazy cool place to be. I don't think she used the words "crazy cool" but I'm sure that's what she meant. And she was right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SRKLrwqydPI/AAAAAAAABZE/vPr_-IyfW7w/s1600-h/n3409927_39780118_8598.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SRKLrwqydPI/AAAAAAAABZE/vPr_-IyfW7w/s400/n3409927_39780118_8598.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265424498264536306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had many indicators as to who was ahead in the election. One was the U.S. map on the ice skating rink where they would paint each state red or blue when the results came in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SRKLlJXYg4I/AAAAAAAABY0/J9KqEItnjvE/s1600-h/n3409927_39780113_7683.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SRKLlJXYg4I/AAAAAAAABY0/J9KqEItnjvE/s400/n3409927_39780113_7683.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265424384634946434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other was this amazing building where the Obama and McCain elevator (or decorated window washer thing) would rise with the results. It was a race to the top - well, to 270.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SRKLwk74cfI/AAAAAAAABZM/k1B7kc7nMMA/s1600-h/n3409927_39780121_9044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SRKLwk74cfI/AAAAAAAABZM/k1B7kc7nMMA/s400/n3409927_39780121_9044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265424581014352370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that night I went to NYC hotspot Haven where Obama Girl was hosting a party. Um yeah, I said Obama Girl. Remember that You-Tube video with the girl singing her affection for Obama and dancing seductively? Well she still has love for her man and she was hosting a party. Good times, good times. Check out my interview with &lt;a href="http://www.okmagazine.com/news/view/10120"&gt;Obama Girl here&lt;/a&gt;. She was awesome. Even though Obama was expected to win, seeing this announcement on TV felt surprisingly powerful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is some video of the scene at Rockefeller Center. The crowd goes crazy when Obama rises and boos when McCain's does. It is New York people. At the end there is an adorable kid who starts jumping up and down when Obama wins New York. 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This morning after she finished voting at a polling place in Wasilla, Alaska a reporter asked her outside who she voted for and she replied, "I am also exercising my right to privacy and I don't have to tell anybody who I voted for and nobody does. And that's really cool about America, also." There were also a lot of Japanese reporters who started asking her about Japan. It was a bit awkward for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SRDntmeUVQI/AAAAAAAABXs/uedSSOhKC1c/s1600-h/cnn-large.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 190px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SRDntmeUVQI/AAAAAAAABXs/uedSSOhKC1c/s400/cnn-large.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264962735003948290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is CNN really that desperate for advertisers that they're allowing Fox news to advertise on their channel? I seriously thought I accidentally put on FOX News when I heard an ad saying, "The most watched, the most trusted election headquarters ... Fox News!" But nope, I was watching CNN News. CNN must be so confident they're the best, they don't believe any of their viewers will actually change the channel to laughable FOX. Or perhaps they figure any ad is better than Viagra and Diabetes medicine commercials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SRDtcct4OMI/AAAAAAAABYs/zmMn01BcPYg/s1600-h/voting_booth.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 326px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SRDtcct4OMI/AAAAAAAABYs/zmMn01BcPYg/s400/voting_booth.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264969037396850882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voting booths are very confusing. It looked like I was trying to fly a plane in there with that huge board with 500 nobs and levers. I don't remember it looking like that at my polling place four years ago in Cali. This was so old school! Who came up with this system?! I thought I had to pull the lever after each vote so I pulled it after I voted for President and then couldn't vote for anything else! On top of that, my polling place didn't have the "I voted" stickers! What's up with that? I don't understand how we can have crazy databases, fly to the moon and be so technologically advanced but then have voting booths from the 1960's. Update your shit America! Simplicity + Efficiency = Accuracy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SRDnmvYDQXI/AAAAAAAABXk/yiFhaCVXioE/s1600-h/34634537.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 382px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SRDnmvYDQXI/AAAAAAAABXk/yiFhaCVXioE/s400/34634537.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264962617134498162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The robo calls that the Republicans have been doing today are desperate and pathetic. Total lies. They made calls about how Vidal Castro endorses &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Obama &lt;/span&gt;and how voting for Obama will turn the US into a Cuban dictatorship. Give me a break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking the streets of New York I hear everyone talking about the elections. There was a young girl with her mom standing in front of me at the polls and the little girls was telling her mom how in school all the students had to choose who they would vote for. "Every one of the kids picked Obama mom."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SRDpchRAgSI/AAAAAAAABYM/F4G3EI-T7dA/s1600-h/DSC00232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 135px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SRDpchRAgSI/AAAAAAAABYM/F4G3EI-T7dA/s400/DSC00232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264964640571425058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SRDpHCqTTJI/AAAAAAAABYE/ZT3GR4gMW94/s1600-h/DSC00228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 136px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SRDpHCqTTJI/AAAAAAAABYE/ZT3GR4gMW94/s400/DSC00228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264964271578762386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SRDorAMHhWI/AAAAAAAABX8/KtXAAYLG1l0/s1600-h/DSC00238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 136px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SRDorAMHhWI/AAAAAAAABX8/KtXAAYLG1l0/s400/DSC00238.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264963789878953314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Union Square there are a ton of people selling different Obama t-shirts but I don't see any booths selling McCain shirts. Do McCain voters not represent?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SRDrlmUUHVI/AAAAAAAABYk/dttfcE0Xpws/s1600-h/brady_quinn_mh0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SRDrlmUUHVI/AAAAAAAABYk/dttfcE0Xpws/s400/brady_quinn_mh0004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264966995569548626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In sports news, today the Cleveland Browns announced they're benching QB &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Derek Anderson&lt;/span&gt;, and will finally be starting &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brady Quinn&lt;/span&gt;. I've been a Brady Quinn fan since his early days at Notre Dame and I was lucky to meet him at the ESPY's this year. This move is long over due. He already has a million endorsements and he's never even started a game. He'll make his first starting appearance against the Broncos on Thursday night. However, I was disappointed when I discovered this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SRDrItXAAjI/AAAAAAAABYc/q-HvqXLgFQ8/s1600-h/ALeqM5juunf7R4YxJWHqxcLv0YrrcIv4gg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 199px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SRDrItXAAjI/AAAAAAAABYc/q-HvqXLgFQ8/s400/ALeqM5juunf7R4YxJWHqxcLv0YrrcIv4gg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264966499243655730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Ok, leaving for an elections viewing party. Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010252705247679005-7980450126720402859?l=ridethefastlane.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010252705247679005/posts/default/7980450126720402859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010252705247679005/posts/default/7980450126720402859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethefastlane.blogspot.com/2008/11/elections-blog.html' title='ELECTIONS BLOG'/><author><name>Laura Lane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08552705182164408405</uri><email>laura@ridethefastlane.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05067789251188055977'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q67_P0orBB0/SRDpw47-WPI/AAAAAAAABYU/wD4_sLCac28/s72-c/DSC00224.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>