<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732462</id><updated>2011-08-05T17:54:20.387-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Closed.</title><subtitle type='html'>To hell with this shit.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10015055256138076672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/miss%20conductcopy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>54</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732462.post-112216700158696642</id><published>2005-07-23T22:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T22:03:21.593-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know what? Forget this Blog. Check out my Livejournal. I have no use for two online journals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/evangelene"&gt;My Livejournal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732462-112216700158696642?l=msconduct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/feeds/112216700158696642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732462&amp;postID=112216700158696642' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/112216700158696642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/112216700158696642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/2005/07/you-know-what-forget-this-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10015055256138076672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/miss%20conductcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732462.post-111689649153874610</id><published>2005-05-23T21:14:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T22:01:31.566-03:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog Theme</title><content type='html'>I have been thinking long and hard about a use for this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already have a livejournal, which serves as the #1 source of Rachelle Goguen news. What good is this blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew it needed a theme, but what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided that, henceforth, it will be my place to praise local bands that I see. There's too much negative in the Halifax music scene. If you want negative, you can go to halifaxlocals. If you want positive, come here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I went to see B.A. Johnston and The Sweet Tenders at Gus's Pub. The Stolen Minks were asked to play this show as well, but we're focusing on recording right now. Plus, we had a heavy weekend last week, and it was nice to just go watch a couple of great acts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to see the official Sweet Tenders CD release show on Friday at the Pavilion (I just learned that Pavilion is spelled with only one L...why is that?). Anyway, I didn't because we were recording that night. Plus I was tired from a long, hard work week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night's show was advertised as Drunk Fest '05. The poster alone made me sorry I wasn't playing the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v475/rachellegoguen/drunkfest.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hilarious. Are there any more of them? I want one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had no chance of winning the Drunk Fest competition for drunkness. There were too many heavyweights. Plus, I had my car. So I drank one bottle of Coke (the thing that rules about Gus's is that they serve Coke in those old-fashioned little glass bottles).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could see B.A. Johnston a hundred times and still laugh at every joke. It doesn't matter if I've heard them all before. Last night I was thinking about how lucky Halifax is to have him here. His CD almost hit the top of the national charts in Exclaim recently. I like him for two main reasons: a) He's really funny, and b) There is absolutely nothing pretentious about his music. The music doesn't even matter. It's all about the lyrics. And the performance. I love watching people see his act for the first time. The same way I like watching The Jerk with someone who has never seen it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sweet Tenders have been getting better and better every time I see them. I love that all of their songs sound like covers, but they are all originals. They totally got that classic 60s sound nailed. And Lyle can play the hell out of the guitar. They were pretty drunk last night, but so was everyone else. I liked it when Joel lost his guitar strap but kept on playing while awkwardly holding the bass.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Matt and I now own their new CD. I love the song Skeleton Key so much. I'm always singing it. Every time I unlock my door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last night was a party. I am looking forward to playing with all those guys (plus The Maynards AND Windom Earle!) on June 11. It will kick off a run of Stolen Minks shows (June 11th, 16th, 21st, 24th and 25th).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732462-111689649153874610?l=msconduct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/feeds/111689649153874610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732462&amp;postID=111689649153874610' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/111689649153874610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/111689649153874610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/2005/05/new-blog-theme.html' title='New Blog Theme'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10015055256138076672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/miss%20conductcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732462.post-110305329238376088</id><published>2004-12-14T14:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T15:47:16.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gladius!</title><content type='html'>It's clear that I have nothing to write about. So I will let you know what's going on in the epic video game I have been playing lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game is &lt;a href="http://www.lucasarts.com/products/gladius/index.html"&gt;Gladius"&lt;/a&gt;and it focusses on a young gladiator, &lt;a href="http://www.lucasarts.com/products/gladius/gameplay.html"&gt;Valens&lt;/a&gt; (voiced by Michael Rosenbaum), who is going to travel all over the place to different towns and fighting in gladiator battles until he gets to the grand championship. Why? Something to do with his father's death. And something about a war of the gods.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, he's got his trusty and loyal asshole friend (read: lover), &lt;a href="http://www.lucasarts.com/products/gladius/ludo.html"&gt;Ludo&lt;/a&gt;, with him. Ludo is voiced by the great voice actor &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0005189/"&gt;Jason Marsden.&lt;/a&gt; You may know him as the guy that played the young Burt Ward in the 2003 CBS movie, "Return to the Batcave." I certainly do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ludo is a straight up asshole. He is basically racist against all people who aren't from Imperia (where they are from). He's a little sexist too. Ludo only looks out for one guy: Ludo. I don't know why Valens keeps him around. He must be a good kisser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so you fight in various towns against a wide array of humans, animals, demon beasts, yetis, witches, monsters, minotaurs, giants, ogres, and undead skeletons (because the game is true to history). Along the way you recruit other fighters into your school. My favourite recruit is one of my earliest recruits. She's a bandit named Angelisca (or something) and she is a wicked good fighter. I have turned her into a level 11 fighter from a level 4. That is because I am amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I win all the battles and championships in Imperia, so I move on to the next land, which is in the North and is called Nordagh. I kind of get the impression that Nordaghians are mocking Canadians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should stop here and mention that Gladius is a game that was created by George Lucas, so you get those awesome ethnic stereotypes that you get in the Star Wars movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in Nordagh you get to add a new recruit to your school, much to the annoyance of Ludo. It's a princess of the North named &lt;a href="http://www.lucasarts.com/products/gladius/ursula.html"&gt;Ursula.&lt;/a&gt; (You can actually choose to play the game as her or Valens, with a different story line for each. I guess that no matter which you choose, you end up joining forces with the other eventually). Ursula has a really annoying voice. I also think that all of the voice acting was pretty phoned in. I am going to say only one take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time I left Nordagh I had a pretty big school, which included the Ursula and Ursula's brother, who is also kind of a dick. Ludo doesn't like him. Valens just wants everyone to get along. He is also clearly falling for Ursula, and that is making me gag. The school also has a Yeti (or at least it did. I got rid of the Yeti. I don't need no damn Yetis in my school), a wolf, and an undead skeleton (as Ludo said, he doesn't eat, so he doesn't cost the school anything, so why not bring him along?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am in a land called Windward Steppes, which is a weird name. It is obviously supposed to be Asian because all the people there speak with vague Japanese accents. In this land a new chick joins your team and she is really useful. She is a wicked good archer. And &lt;em&gt;she knows it&lt;/em&gt;. Oh, that plucky archer. Always seducing boys and then shooting poison arrows into their hearts. Ludo isn't impressed, but Valens is clearly smitten. Ursula might get jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of jealous, after one battle a ridiculous-looking porno Cleopatra-style character slinked over to Ludo and oozed praise all over him, trying to entice him into quitting his quest with Valens and to join her in her... palace? Or something. He looked pretty tempted, but refused. Valens didn't like her. I didn't like her. Ludo stood by his friend, but when Valens told him that she was bad news, Ludo got angry. I think we'll be seeing more of evil porno Cleopatra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part of Windward Steppes is that Valens has changed his outfit to one that has him shirtless. I approve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game has a geeky sense of humour to it. And it is as addictive as crack. I will give updates on what happens to this motley crew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732462-110305329238376088?l=msconduct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/feeds/110305329238376088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732462&amp;postID=110305329238376088' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/110305329238376088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/110305329238376088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/2004/12/gladius.html' title='Gladius!'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10015055256138076672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/miss%20conductcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732462.post-110296269560512854</id><published>2004-12-13T14:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-12-13T14:31:35.606-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmmm...</title><content type='html'>This hockey and video games thing isn't going to work out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that I should go back to my original plan and make the blog for local news, and the livejournal for broader, global fan rants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the &lt;em&gt;Blades of Steel&lt;/em&gt; thing looks cool, so I'm gonna keep it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Wow. I can write in different colours without entering code?! Sweet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732462-110296269560512854?l=msconduct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/feeds/110296269560512854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732462&amp;postID=110296269560512854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/110296269560512854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/110296269560512854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/2004/12/hmmmm.html' title='Hmmmm...'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10015055256138076672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/miss%20conductcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732462.post-110262375671030985</id><published>2004-12-09T16:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T16:22:36.710-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hockey and Video Games</title><content type='html'>Ok, I have decided that from now on my Blog will be a place to discuss two things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Hockey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Video Games&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All other items will be discussed in my livejournal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A girl just needs a little place to talk about hockey and video games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732462-110262375671030985?l=msconduct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/feeds/110262375671030985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732462&amp;postID=110262375671030985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/110262375671030985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/110262375671030985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/2004/12/hockey-and-video-games.html' title='Hockey and Video Games'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10015055256138076672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/miss%20conductcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732462.post-110261098351608462</id><published>2004-12-09T13:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T12:49:43.516-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for a change.</title><content type='html'>In case you can't tell, I don't like my Blog as much as my Livejournal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are several reasons. One is that Livejournal (LJ) is far more social, with features such as a Friends List. And you get to use icons and moods and other silly stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the LJ can't really be customized unless you buy an account. And you can't have a list of links.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you probably can. If you buy an account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is much easier to change the Blog template, not that I do it that often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Blog is all but obsolete. I have decided that my blog needs to have a specific theme to make it worthwhile. Any ideas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It should be something with lots of pictures. People love pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it should be a hockey-related Blog. It certainly shouldn't have anything to do with comics and superheros because lord knows I yammer on enough about that shit in my livejournal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe a girl's guide to videogames and hockey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732462-110261098351608462?l=msconduct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/feeds/110261098351608462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732462&amp;postID=110261098351608462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/110261098351608462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/110261098351608462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/2004/12/time-for-change.html' title='Time for a change.'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10015055256138076672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/miss%20conductcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732462.post-109785869673343722</id><published>2004-10-15T13:08:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T13:44:56.733-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mailing Lists and Sunday Shopping</title><content type='html'>Sa-weet. They are playing &lt;em&gt;Papa Was A Rolling Stone&lt;/em&gt; on the radio. Killer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was the third of September. A day I'll always remember.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been seriously neglecting my Blog. And my teeth. I should make a dentist appointment soon. Most of my daily ramblings have taken place in my livejournal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen up Mink fans! There is a new Yahoo Mailing Goup for the band, which was started by our number one supporter, StolenDave. You can go to &lt;a href="http://launch.groups.yahoo.com/group/StolenMinks/"&gt;http://launch.groups.yahoo.com/group/StolenMinks/&lt;/a&gt; to sign up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I got my hair cut at Thumpers last night. Nice place. Hair looks pretty good. Maybe not as drastic as I was hoping, but it looks fine. I enjoyed the Bumble and Bumble hair products they use there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a digital camera and that makes my blog boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to put forth my argument for Sunday shopping here and I will let everyone make their own decision tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday shopping will help more people than it hurts and that is all that matters. In fact, I doubt it will really hurt anyone. The people it will affect the most are part-time workers, and they will benefit. I always worked on Sunday when I worked in retail or restaurants. Matt works on Sundays now in a store. Voting is always about doing things for the greater common good. Sunday shopping is beneficial to most people, including families. It's completely about choice. I am not using that as a campaign slogan, I mean it seriously. The right-wing people are against Sunday shopping because of religious and imaginary family reasons. The left-wing people are against shopping in general. This leaves only the people in the middle (aka - the sensible people) who are in favour. I hope there are enough of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, come one, it's not like I want to shop all the time and don't know what to do with myself when the malls are closed. I just want to be able to run to Canadian Tire or Sobey's if I need to. I'm a busy person and I would rather do my errands on Sunday than cram them in after work. I can't even tell you how many times I've wanted to get my hair cut on a Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732462-109785869673343722?l=msconduct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/feeds/109785869673343722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732462&amp;postID=109785869673343722' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/109785869673343722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/109785869673343722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/2004/10/mailing-lists-and-sunday-shopping.html' title='Mailing Lists and Sunday Shopping'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10015055256138076672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/miss%20conductcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732462.post-109595498604530096</id><published>2004-09-23T12:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-09-23T12:56:26.046-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For those of you who don't also read my &lt;a href="http:www.livejournal.com/users/evangelene"&gt;livejournal,&lt;/a&gt; I am posting this awesome artwork I made here as well. I had some time to kill at work, so I made an 80s heartthrob-style poster of Montreal Canadiens goalie/superbabe Jose Theodore. Awesome!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/jose80s.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/320/jose80s.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732462-109595498604530096?l=msconduct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/feeds/109595498604530096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732462&amp;postID=109595498604530096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/109595498604530096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/109595498604530096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/2004/09/for-those-of-you-who-dont-also-read-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10015055256138076672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/miss%20conductcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732462.post-109586625882397386</id><published>2004-09-22T12:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-09-22T12:17:38.823-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here's the poster I just made for our show on the 2nd. I am very excited about this show (and this poster). We are also playing on the 1st with Beat Material and Special Noise at the Mic Mac Friendship Centre. Busy busy!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/seahorse%20poster.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/320/seahorse%20poster.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732462-109586625882397386?l=msconduct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/feeds/109586625882397386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732462&amp;postID=109586625882397386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/109586625882397386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/109586625882397386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/2004/09/heres-poster-i-just-made-for-our-show.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10015055256138076672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/miss%20conductcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732462.post-109525519716154456</id><published>2004-09-15T10:24:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-09-15T10:33:17.163-03:00</updated><title type='text'>This should clear a few things up.</title><content type='html'>This will help the thousands of people who invite me to lavish dinner parties. I offer a complete an up-to-date list of the foods that I won't eat beacuse I hate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- all fish and shellfish (to date I have not had food poisoning...coincidence?)&lt;br /&gt;- eggs&lt;br /&gt;- cherries&lt;br /&gt;- mayonnaise&lt;br /&gt;- tofu (unless it's well-disguised)&lt;br /&gt;- rum (but I'll eat rum cake)&lt;br /&gt;- Ranch dressing&lt;br /&gt;- canned meats&lt;br /&gt;- I assume that I hate liver&lt;br /&gt;- raw tomatoes&lt;br /&gt;- olives&lt;br /&gt;- mushrooms&lt;br /&gt;- cranberries&lt;br /&gt;- puffed wheat cereal&lt;br /&gt;- strong cheese&lt;br /&gt;- egg nog&lt;br /&gt;- Tang or Beep&lt;br /&gt;- soy anything&lt;br /&gt;- sour cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there you have it. Pretty much anything else is fair game. Hopefully I will learn to like some of the things on this list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732462-109525519716154456?l=msconduct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/feeds/109525519716154456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732462&amp;postID=109525519716154456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/109525519716154456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/109525519716154456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/2004/09/this-should-clear-few-things-up.html' title='This should clear a few things up.'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10015055256138076672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/miss%20conductcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732462.post-109465294217728419</id><published>2004-09-08T10:55:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-09-08T16:36:26.006-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Look me up on MSN!</title><content type='html'>First order of business: I have joined the msn messenger network. You can look me up as rachellegoguen (&lt;a href="mailto:rachellegoguen@hotmail.com"&gt;rachellegoguen@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;). I only have the internet at work, so I will only be on it at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second order of business: What's up with Chubby C? Chubby Checker is now a rap artist and will be playing at the Casino? Crazy! He must be 400 years old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of the casino. Kim Mitchell will also be playing there soon. How does the casino keep getting these A-list acts?! Who next?! Honeymoon Suite?! Frozen Ghost?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third order of business: The Stolen Minks will be playing with the Urban Surf Kings at The Seahorse NOT on Sept 18 as I previously posted, but on Oct 2. Also, Death By Nostalgia will be playing in Hell on Sept 8 with The Tragedies. DBN guitarist, Jim Cooper, gets married the following day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo...big night on Canadian Idol tonight. The contestants will be singing songs chosen by the judges. I can give you a sneak peak into the song list, but I don't know who is singing what. I will place my guessed by each tune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I Want You to Want Me -&lt;/em&gt; Cheap Trick (Jacob)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For &lt;/em&gt;- U2 (Kalan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ready For Love &lt;/em&gt;- Idia.Arie (Theresa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nature Boy&lt;/em&gt; - Nat King Cole (Theresa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What the World Needs Now&lt;/em&gt; - Jackie DeShannon (Jacob)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If You Don't Know Me By Now - &lt;/em&gt;Simply Red (Kalan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But who knows? I wouldn't choose What The World Needs Now for anyone because it's a bad song. And don't get me started on U2. But whatever. It's a bad show. It will be good for me when it is over and I can get back to my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now I have to get back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732462-109465294217728419?l=msconduct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/feeds/109465294217728419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732462&amp;postID=109465294217728419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/109465294217728419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/109465294217728419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/2004/09/look-me-up-on-msn.html' title='Look me up on MSN!'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10015055256138076672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/miss%20conductcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732462.post-109386668260768833</id><published>2004-08-30T08:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-08-30T08:51:22.606-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I did this weekend.</title><content type='html'>1. Bought some new pants. Rating: 7/10&lt;br /&gt;2. Watched all but the last of the the final five episodes of Smallville, season 3, on my parents' computer. 9/10&lt;br /&gt;3. Saw Kaleb Simmonds live at Key Largo's. 10/10&lt;br /&gt;4. Saw Garden State 9.5/10&lt;br /&gt;5. Watched the closing ceremonies of the Olympics. 7/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I said in my Livejournal, watching Kaleb Simmonds live is like having the best sex of your life seven times. My mind is blown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, Key Largo's made me feel that I had been transported to a tropical paradise island, rather than Lower Sackville. Until the barfights started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like now to mention that Thursday, September 2 is my 24th birthday. To celebrate, I invite everyone to come to Bearly's on Wednesday night for karaoke. I haven't been there in a really long time, so it will be a triumphant return. All of the Minks will be there. Come on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732462-109386668260768833?l=msconduct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/feeds/109386668260768833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732462&amp;postID=109386668260768833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/109386668260768833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/109386668260768833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/2004/08/things-i-did-this-weekend.html' title='Things I did this weekend.'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10015055256138076672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/miss%20conductcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732462.post-109346345785324918</id><published>2004-08-25T16:50:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T16:50:57.853-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Look out!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/sep4.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/320/sep4.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732462-109346345785324918?l=msconduct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/feeds/109346345785324918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732462&amp;postID=109346345785324918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/109346345785324918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/109346345785324918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/2004/08/look-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10015055256138076672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/miss%20conductcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732462.post-109326167408347405</id><published>2004-08-23T08:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-08-23T08:47:54.083-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another week, another poster! This one is totally awesome again! I am really looking forward to this show! I think that EVERYONE should come see this show! It will be the danciest night ever!  &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/tribecca%20poster.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/320/tribecca%20poster.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732462-109326167408347405?l=msconduct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/feeds/109326167408347405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732462&amp;postID=109326167408347405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/109326167408347405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/109326167408347405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/2004/08/another-week-another-poster-this-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10015055256138076672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/miss%20conductcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732462.post-109267713571367854</id><published>2004-08-16T14:13:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-08-23T08:41:56.086-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Rachelle's Wish List</title><content type='html'>I want the following things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A new frying pan (or two);&lt;br /&gt;2. an Ikea to open in Halifax;&lt;br /&gt;3. a cat;&lt;br /&gt;4. a new electric mixer (mine snapped);&lt;br /&gt;5. an awesome keyboard that is also free;&lt;br /&gt;6. a haircut;&lt;br /&gt;7. The Monkees DVD boxsets;&lt;br /&gt;8. more shelves in my apartment;&lt;br /&gt;9. a new car stereo to replace the one that was stolen;&lt;br /&gt;10. the guy who stole my stereo's ass on a stick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The yard sale was a pretty slow yesterday. I blame the weather forcing us to postpone it so many times. I think it would have gone better if we were able to have it last weekend. I actually made more money selling my books at Back Pages that didn't sell at the sale than I did at the sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday I went to an estate auction with Steph and my mom. Mom and I try to go to all the auctions that come to town. I love them. I wish I had a big house that I could fill with auction items. It was crazy. Entire antique bedroom sets going for $100-$200. Nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of Matt and my furniture was bought at auctions. I got my big tv for $80 at one. That was exciting. And our entire dining room set was $100. Auctions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was at one right now, but alas I am at work. I am going to be trained to take over from someone who is leaving this week. I think that I will hate training, but I won't hate the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Minks take the stage in just four days! Look out, Halifax!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will also be playing with The Urban Surfkings at The Seahorse on the 18th of September. I am really excited about that. It's a real honour that they asked us to play with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are looking up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732462-109267713571367854?l=msconduct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/feeds/109267713571367854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732462&amp;postID=109267713571367854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/109267713571367854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/109267713571367854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/2004/08/rachelles-wish-list.html' title='Rachelle&apos;s Wish List'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10015055256138076672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/miss%20conductcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732462.post-109232272301360940</id><published>2004-08-12T11:58:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T11:58:43.013-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here is the amazing poster that someone made for the upcoming Literati show (featuring The Stolen Minks!). Does anyone know who made this? It's fantastic!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/litposter.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/320/litposter.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732462-109232272301360940?l=msconduct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/feeds/109232272301360940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732462&amp;postID=109232272301360940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/109232272301360940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/109232272301360940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/2004/08/here-is-amazing-poster-that-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10015055256138076672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/miss%20conductcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732462.post-109206462111805865</id><published>2004-08-09T12:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T12:17:01.116-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here's the poster I made for the Literati show. I am going to add ALL AGES to it, and verify the time and price, but this is more or less it. What do you think?&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/Legs%20Poser%20Literati.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/320/Legs%20Poser%20Literati.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732462-109206462111805865?l=msconduct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/feeds/109206462111805865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732462&amp;postID=109206462111805865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/109206462111805865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/109206462111805865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/2004/08/heres-poster-i-made-for-literati-show.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10015055256138076672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/miss%20conductcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732462.post-109206451193845306</id><published>2004-08-09T12:07:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T12:18:49.470-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok, the yardsale didn't work out this weekend. It was pouring rain on Saturday, and then Steph was sick on Sunday. So...next weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Matt and my anniversary. We did the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ate breakfast at The Greek House&lt;br /&gt;- went to the flea market at The Forum&lt;br /&gt;- went to see The Bourne Supremacy&lt;br /&gt;- taught Matt how to drive a little&lt;br /&gt;- Let Matt drive from Bayer's Lake to Pinky Skoopmore's for ice cream&lt;br /&gt;- ate dinner at Baan Thai&lt;br /&gt;- went to Melissa's farewell burlesque show at Club Vortex last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good day. Here's to another year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our big gift is that we are going to Florida this November. We'll stay with my parents and also zip up to Orlando for a couple of days to hit Universal Studios. It's my favourite place on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Stolen Minks are playing at The Mic Mac Friendship Centre (all ages) on Friday, Aug 20 with The Literati. We are playing again at The Tribecca on, I believe, Aug 27 with the Sweet Tenders. Woosh! Mink-a-thon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732462-109206451193845306?l=msconduct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/feeds/109206451193845306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732462&amp;postID=109206451193845306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/109206451193845306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/109206451193845306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/2004/08/ok-yardsale-didnt-work-out-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10015055256138076672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/miss%20conductcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732462.post-109156263174901224</id><published>2004-08-03T16:50:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-08-03T16:50:31.750-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yard Sale Poster&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/sale.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/320/sale.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732462-109156263174901224?l=msconduct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/feeds/109156263174901224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732462&amp;postID=109156263174901224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/109156263174901224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/109156263174901224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/2004/08/yard-sale-poster.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10015055256138076672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/miss%20conductcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732462.post-109154346586766427</id><published>2004-08-03T10:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-08-03T11:31:05.866-03:00</updated><title type='text'>THE STOLEN MINKS YARDSALE</title><content type='html'>Alright everyone, the wait is over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Stolen Minks are having a band yardsale this Saturday, August 7th at 5273 Kent Street (that's in the South End, right across from the Queen Street Sobeys...or the Barrington SuperStore).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are going to be selling all sorts of great stuff, including clothes (you KNOW you've been wanting to buy Steph's clothes!), music, movies, books, accessories, furniture (Steph has a coffee table and a bedframe!), and some useful household items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt is going to be selling some great stuff too, including a skateboard, at least one pair of rollerskates, photo paper, and old band merchandise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No word yet as to what the other minks might be selling, but it'll be great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is also a possibility of baked goods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'll go down around 10 AM, so come on over after or before the Farmer's Market!  You won't regret it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Sunday will be Matt and my one year anniversary so we are looking at this as an anniversary sale.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732462-109154346586766427?l=msconduct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/feeds/109154346586766427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732462&amp;postID=109154346586766427' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/109154346586766427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/109154346586766427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/2004/08/stolen-minks-yardsale.html' title='THE STOLEN MINKS YARDSALE'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10015055256138076672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/miss%20conductcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732462.post-109112170909719306</id><published>2004-07-29T14:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-07-29T14:21:49.096-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here's an adorable picture of Matt and I.  Damn.  So cute.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/Matt%20and%20Me.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/320/Matt%20and%20Me.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732462-109112170909719306?l=msconduct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/feeds/109112170909719306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732462&amp;postID=109112170909719306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/109112170909719306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/109112170909719306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/2004/07/heres-adorable-picture-of-matt-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10015055256138076672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/miss%20conductcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732462.post-109112162232477243</id><published>2004-07-29T14:20:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-07-29T14:20:22.323-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We found this graffiti in Cape Breton.  It was a totally weird coincidence.  It's even how Matt spells his last name!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/Matt%20Badass.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/320/Matt%20Badass.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732462-109112162232477243?l=msconduct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/feeds/109112162232477243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732462&amp;postID=109112162232477243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/109112162232477243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/109112162232477243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/2004/07/we-found-this-graffiti-in-cape-breton.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10015055256138076672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/miss%20conductcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732462.post-109095717879274638</id><published>2004-07-27T16:39:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2004-07-28T14:33:50.030-03:00</updated><title type='text'>I hope he Turned It Loose.</title><content type='html'>Nothing cheers me up like a picture of Mike Reno holding a big fish! So here's three of them!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/Mike%20Reno%20Fish.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660066 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660066 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660066 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660066 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/320/Mike%20Reno%20Fish.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732462-109095717879274638?l=msconduct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/feeds/109095717879274638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732462&amp;postID=109095717879274638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/109095717879274638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/109095717879274638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/2004/07/i-hope-he-turned-it-loose.html' title='I hope he Turned It Loose.'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10015055256138076672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/miss%20conductcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732462.post-109095714584488354</id><published>2004-07-27T16:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-07-27T16:39:05.843-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Picture #2!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/Mike%20Reno%20Fish%203.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/320/Mike%20Reno%20Fish%203.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732462-109095714584488354?l=msconduct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/feeds/109095714584488354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732462&amp;postID=109095714584488354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/109095714584488354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/109095714584488354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/2004/07/picture-2_27.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10015055256138076672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/miss%20conductcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732462.post-109095710709862541</id><published>2004-07-27T16:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-07-27T16:38:27.096-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Picture #3!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/Mike%20Reno%20Fish%202.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/320/Mike%20Reno%20Fish%202.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732462-109095710709862541?l=msconduct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/feeds/109095710709862541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732462&amp;postID=109095710709862541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/109095710709862541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/109095710709862541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/2004/07/picture-3.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10015055256138076672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/miss%20conductcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732462.post-109041808632572089</id><published>2004-07-21T10:54:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T10:54:46.326-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here is a rather nice picture that Matt took of me in Prince Edward Island on July 10.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/Rachelle.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/320/Rachelle.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732462-109041808632572089?l=msconduct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/feeds/109041808632572089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732462&amp;postID=109041808632572089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/109041808632572089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/109041808632572089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/2004/07/here-is-rather-nice-picture-that-matt.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10015055256138076672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/miss%20conductcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732462.post-109024710541376815</id><published>2004-07-19T11:25:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T11:25:05.413-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here's my Burlesque Glamshot, thanks to Laura!  It's pretty great.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/miss%20conductcopy.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/320/miss%20conductcopy.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732462-109024710541376815?l=msconduct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/feeds/109024710541376815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732462&amp;postID=109024710541376815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/109024710541376815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/109024710541376815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/2004/07/heres-my-burlesque-glamshot-thanks-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10015055256138076672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/miss%20conductcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732462.post-108999158943948211</id><published>2004-07-16T12:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-07-16T12:26:29.440-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Double weekend excitement with Death By Nostalgia opening for By Divine Right tonight at Stage Nine, and The Stolen Minks opening for The Sweet Tenders at Stage Nine on Saturday night!&amp;nbsp; It's going to be great!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I was cleaning out an office here at work and found a $75 gift certificate for MacAskill's.&amp;nbsp; So I am getting everyone here at the office to go there for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be at work.&amp;nbsp; Too much to look forward to this weekend!&amp;nbsp; I am going to watch the pride parade tomorrow too.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Excitement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732462-108999158943948211?l=msconduct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/feeds/108999158943948211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732462&amp;postID=108999158943948211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/108999158943948211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/108999158943948211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/2004/07/double-weekend-excitement-with-death.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10015055256138076672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/miss%20conductcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732462.post-108980688537650731</id><published>2004-07-14T08:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-07-14T09:08:05.376-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Stolen Minks will be trying for a third time to play with The Sweet Tenders this Saturday.  This time for sure!  Nothing can go wrong!  It will be at Stage Nine, and that's, like, our home field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played the open mic there last night.  That's always a good time.  I like that open mic a lot.  It's a sampler of local bands rather than a bunch of guys with acoustic guitars doing Dave Matthews Band covers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to PEI over the weekend.  I needed a vacation badly after the two months of busy hell I went through.  Between the burlesque show, my new job organizing a golf tournament and more, and my band, I was exhausted.  The golf tournament was last Thursday, so I took off on Saturday morning with Matt to go camping.  You know what?  Camping isn't that relaxing.  Especially when it is really windy, cold and raining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, it was a nice trip, despite the weather for the first half.  Matt and I had never been anywhere together, and I hadn't really left town in almost two years.  I hadn't been to PEI in 14 years.  Not much had changed, except they've got this giant bridge now.  And it cost me $53 to leave the damn island!  $53!!  Robbery!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am back at work, tying up loose golf tournament ends.  The good news is that the job here was tentative when I started.  They asked me to organize this tournament, and then they would see if they still needed me.  Everyone was pleased with the job I did on the tournament so I am staying!  On to the next exciting event or project.  Right now I am working on the merchandise for the Keltic Brewing Company.  They are in Truro and will have their beer in liquor stores soon.  I would recommend the McCeol's Irish Red Ale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I doubt that I will be going to Sackville for the burlesque tour.  I don't know what act I would do.  I feel like I should go, for two reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) I went to university there, and know Jana, who is organizing it;&lt;br /&gt;b) I have a car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any suggestions anyone?  If you were me what act would you do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732462-108980688537650731?l=msconduct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/feeds/108980688537650731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732462&amp;postID=108980688537650731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/108980688537650731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/108980688537650731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/2004/07/stolen-minks-will-be-trying-for-third.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10015055256138076672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/miss%20conductcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732462.post-108905440587383619</id><published>2004-07-05T16:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-07-05T16:06:45.873-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some dickless piece of shit stole my car stereo last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My car was parked right outside my house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't a great stereo or anything.  I'm so angry.  I can't afford this!  I was going to go to PEI this weekend because I haven't been there in 14 years and now I don't know if I can.  I have to replace the stereo so there isn't a huge hole in my dashboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I have the hic-ups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One good thing is that they didn't steal the speakers out of the trunk because the trunk is jam packed with burlesque stuff.  They opened it, but then probably decided to forget about the speakers when they saw all the hockey gear, shoes, make-up, clothes, posters and beavers in the trunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid fucking punk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732462-108905440587383619?l=msconduct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/feeds/108905440587383619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732462&amp;postID=108905440587383619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/108905440587383619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/108905440587383619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/2004/07/some-dickless-piece-of-shit-stole-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10015055256138076672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/miss%20conductcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732462.post-108801816956040857</id><published>2004-06-23T16:16:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-06-23T16:16:09.560-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Check out the poster that we don't get to put up around town because there is no show anymore.  Pretty sweet, eh?&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/minks%20colour.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/320/minks%20colour.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732462-108801816956040857?l=msconduct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/feeds/108801816956040857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732462&amp;postID=108801816956040857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/108801816956040857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/108801816956040857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/2004/06/check-out-poster-that-we-dont-get-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10015055256138076672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/miss%20conductcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732462.post-108801593872159114</id><published>2004-06-23T15:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-06-23T15:38:58.720-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This city has no good lingerie shops.  The only thing that I found for a costume piece for the burlesque show was at Night Magic and was $90.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I thought it would be a challenge to find acceptable lingerie in my size (40D).  After looking around, I have discovered that it is hard to find nice burlesque pieces in ANY size around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the next show I am going to have to use the internet I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have no idea what to wear under my costume as the sexy finishing piece for my act.  I don't want pasties because my parents will be there.  I was thinking bra and panties, which really isn't any more comfortable to strip down to in front of your parents.  I dunno.  Maybe I could do pasties on the night that they aren't there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the photo shoot at Point Pleasant went pretty well last night.  The mosquitos were no fun, but the odd looks from people walking their dogs were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Stolen Minks were scheduled to play tomorrow night at The Khyber but we had to cancel as our bass player has to go to a funeral in Toronto.  It's too bad that we can't play, but the show is not nearly as important as the circumstances that forced us to cancel it.  We're all very sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kind of don't mind having a bit of a break these next couple of days, though.  I have been so crazy busy these past few weeks that I haven't felt like myself.  I'm going to watch Kaleb on Canadian Idol tonight instead of practice with my band.  I need to relax.  I'll check out prime time Coronation Street too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought the Franz Ferdinand CD today.  I think I'll like it.  They have a great name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so bored.  My job is boring.  Why am I never happy no matter where I work?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732462-108801593872159114?l=msconduct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/feeds/108801593872159114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732462&amp;postID=108801593872159114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/108801593872159114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/108801593872159114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/2004/06/this-city-has-no-good-lingerie-shops.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10015055256138076672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/miss%20conductcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732462.post-108698263495082000</id><published>2004-06-11T16:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-06-11T16:37:14.950-03:00</updated><title type='text'>STOLEN MINKS STAGE DEBUT!</title><content type='html'>My all-girl rock-a-billy band, The Stolen Minks, is taking the stage for the first time on Tuesday night.  We will be at the open mic at Stage Nine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come check us out!  It's free and we are gonna be cool!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732462-108698263495082000?l=msconduct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/feeds/108698263495082000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732462&amp;postID=108698263495082000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/108698263495082000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/108698263495082000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/2004/06/stolen-minks-stage-debut.html' title='STOLEN MINKS STAGE DEBUT!'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10015055256138076672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/miss%20conductcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732462.post-108626370302937629</id><published>2004-06-03T08:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T08:55:03.030-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woah.  It's been so long since I used blogger and now it's all different!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still don't have the internet at home.  I am holding out for a whole new computer, then I'll get internet.  My PC is so old and slow.  Last time I got high speed interent on it the installer told me he wasn't supposed to put the net on computers that ass.  Plus, at Value Village the other day I saw at least four of my current printer.  That's a bad sign.  I want a new Dell with a new Dell printer.  Computers are cheaper now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to see The Day After Tomorrow last friday.  It was actually a lot of fun.  I thought it would be gross and hyper-American, but it was pretty left-wing.  I was into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The really exciting thing is that tomorrow night I will be seeing The Prisoner of Azkaban, after an eternity of waiting.  I have tickets to opening night in the IMAX theatre.  I am psyched.  It's the first time I've had someone to go with to a Harry Potter movie opening.  I went alone to the other two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a new job now.  I am working in Burnside again for a promotions company.  I used to work here in promotional product sales, but now I am working in events.  Currently I am in charge of organizing the upcoming NHL charity golf tournament that we are doing July 8th.  Lots to do there.  I like working with hockey again.  It's what I know.  Plus I have my own office with a computer and (yay!) internet.  So I'll be able to check in with my email and such from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll have to miss tonight's game because Matt's band Death By Nostalgia is playing at the Khyber.  Everyone should go because it is their first show since January (due to the acquisition of a new drummer) and because they are totally awesome.  I'm not just saying that.  I don't see the band because of Matt; I see Matt because of the band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a juicer yesterday.  I haven't tried it yet, but I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, gotta go.  I'll be at the burlesque meeting tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732462-108626370302937629?l=msconduct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/feeds/108626370302937629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732462&amp;postID=108626370302937629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/108626370302937629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/108626370302937629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/2004/06/woah.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10015055256138076672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/miss%20conductcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732462.post-108387793148311531</id><published>2004-05-06T18:07:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T18:16:38.623-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm all moved now.  I feel so out of it because I don't have the internet.  The new place is great, though.  Matt and I really like it.  We are both suffering from allergies due to the season and the amount of dust that is in the apartment from the boxes.  It also has carpet, so that isn't helping.  I am worried that the carpet will mean that we can't get a cat because we'll just sneeze all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never want to move again.  Moving day was the worst day ever.  I know it was an extreme move, with three people and four apartments involved, but still.  NEVER AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm at the library using the internet here for the first time.  Not too bad.  I gotta go to the burlesque meeting soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess I will see everyone at the meeting.  So...see you there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732462-108387793148311531?l=msconduct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/feeds/108387793148311531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732462&amp;postID=108387793148311531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/108387793148311531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/108387793148311531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/2004/05/im-all-moved-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10015055256138076672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/miss%20conductcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732462.post-108303075143055816</id><published>2004-04-26T22:49:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-26T22:56:45.293-03:00</updated><title type='text'>She Wants to Move</title><content type='html'>I lose my internet service tomorrow and then I am moving later this week to the west end.  My phone number will be 431-4106.  My cell number is 440-3230.  I don't expect to have internet at the new apartment for awhile, but I will try to keep up with my various online communities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I'll make it to the burlesque meeting this week, but I hope to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, see you around, everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732462-108303075143055816?l=msconduct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/feeds/108303075143055816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732462&amp;postID=108303075143055816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/108303075143055816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/108303075143055816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/2004/04/she-wants-to-move.html' title='She Wants to Move'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10015055256138076672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/miss%20conductcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732462.post-108272067923226053</id><published>2004-04-23T08:24:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-23T08:48:47.496-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts on the Burlesquefesto</title><content type='html'>The burlesque meeting last night was kinda productive, I think.  Going over the manifesto was a good idea.  Here are some thoughts that I have on it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I'm a lot happier with "We believe in live entertainment outside of the BOX," rather than "versus the BOX."  I always felt that line was alienating and unnecessary.  To me, the "box" was television.  Now it seems to encompass more.  Before it seemed to say "television is wrong," which has nothing to do with our shows.  It's like "We believe in live entertainment versus George Bush."  Yeah, no kidding, but that really has nothing to do with us.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I like it better now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I had to leave before a decision was made on the eigth and final item in the manifesto.  Personally, while I can see all sorts of ways to interpret it wrong, or be offended by it, I think it should stay.  Changing "mink" to lace or something would be fine, but I think leather should stay because it represents bad-assedness.  &lt;br /&gt;I like the wording of the statement because it says that we are both low-brow and high class.  We ballroom dance while flashing our crotches.  There is a duality, and duality is a big part of what we do.  We have all adopted second identities for the show.  We go to school or work by day, and once every few months we get together to arouse the people of Halifax.&lt;br /&gt;Mostly I think this part of the manifesto is important because it is funny, and this list needs humour, especially after a serious list.  It will assure people that, while we are serious about what we do, we also have fun and want you to have fun.  We aren't uptight about it.&lt;br /&gt;My only concern with it is that maybe it gives the wrong kind of person the wrong idea.  There are always creeps at the shows, and I worry that implying that we are promicuous sluts that can't go too low is the wrong message.  I think some men see it as a green light to treat us like prostitutes.  I know I've dealt with some creeps after shows, and other girls have too.  It's just a thought.  Perhaps we should have more emphasis on the empowerment and less on the promiscuity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Finally, I stressed at the meeting that it is important that the society decide which way it's going to go in regard to dealing with the community.  We have two choices: we can say "we believe that what we are doing is important and positive and we want to tell you why" or we can say "we put on shows for our own enjoyment and we hope you enjoy them too."  In other words, we enage in dialogue with the community to educate them on what we are doing, and embrace our role as activists, or we respond to criticism by saying basically that we are just putting on shows, and it's not for everyone, and we aren't trying to be a feminist movement, we just want to have some fun.&lt;br /&gt;Either way, something has to be added to the manifesto that states our position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta go to work.  Let me know what you think!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732462-108272067923226053?l=msconduct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/feeds/108272067923226053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732462&amp;postID=108272067923226053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/108272067923226053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/108272067923226053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/2004/04/thoughts-on-burlesquefesto.html' title='Thoughts on the Burlesquefesto'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10015055256138076672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/miss%20conductcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732462.post-108231220988127391</id><published>2004-04-18T15:03:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-18T15:20:52.030-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a really good day off.  Matt and I went out to Herring Cove to walk around near the ocean for awhile.  Then we went to Mexico Lindo's for lunch, which is so good.  Then Matt had a band practice and I chilled out at home and packed a little.  Then we went to the Atlantic Streetdance Competition, which was the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were there for four hours, but we didn't want to leave.  It was so entertaining.  I want to go to one of those every weekend.  There were so many hot dancers.  And there were 17-year-old breakdancing twins!  Something is hot about that.  I mean...in a few years something is hot about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an awesome way to spend a Saturday evening.  It's a good thing that Matt and I ate a big lunch, though, because the competition ran longer than we expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's such a nice day.  I want to go outside and enjoy it a little.  I just got home from work, so I'm really tired.  It's always so busy at work on Sundays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In crazy hockey news, a player for St Louis was arrested for hiring a hitman to kill a "male acquaintance" whom many believe was actually a gay lover.  Crazy!  That just isn't the sort of thing that you read everyday in hockey news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm gonna eat some springrolls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732462-108231220988127391?l=msconduct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/feeds/108231220988127391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732462&amp;postID=108231220988127391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/108231220988127391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/108231220988127391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/2004/04/yesterday-was-really-good-day-off.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10015055256138076672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/miss%20conductcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732462.post-108217190385308315</id><published>2004-04-17T00:16:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-17T00:22:23.733-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend!</title><content type='html'>Plans for the weekend: (by weekend, I mean Saturday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Catch up on sleep&lt;br /&gt;2. Pack some stuff&lt;br /&gt;3. Go to Atlantic Streetdance Competition&lt;br /&gt;4. Cut some Archie magnets&lt;br /&gt;5. See Laura's show at Viewpoint&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732462-108217190385308315?l=msconduct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/feeds/108217190385308315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732462&amp;postID=108217190385308315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/108217190385308315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/108217190385308315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/2004/04/weekend.html' title='Weekend!'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10015055256138076672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/miss%20conductcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732462.post-108206425293286254</id><published>2004-04-15T18:13:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T18:28:11.106-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ginger Cookies!</title><content type='html'>I'm tired of debating the merits of everyone's personal take on feminism, so instead I am going to post another recipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the recipe for ginger cookies that I use at work.  They are the best ginger cookies I have ever tasted; possibly the best cookies I have ever tasted period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3/4 cup butter&lt;br /&gt;1 cup sugar&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup molasses&lt;br /&gt;1 egg, lightly beaten&lt;br /&gt;2 cups flour&lt;br /&gt;2 1/2 tsp baking soda&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp cloves&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp ginger&lt;br /&gt;Candied ginger, about a handful (optional)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beat sugar and butter together.  Mix in molasses.  Mix in egg.  Add flour and spices.  If you like, you can add a handful of candied ginger, cut into small pieces, to make them extra good.  Roll into balls, about an inch in diameter.  Put on a baking sheet &lt;b&gt;well spaced!&lt;/b&gt;  These cookies get very big when cooking, and even bigger when they cool.  Pour granulated sugar over the cookie balls.  Now flatten the balls a little with your palm.  Cook in an oven at 350 degrees for 12-15 minutes.  When you take them out they will be kind of fluffy, but will flatten out as they cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yum!  Ginger cookies!  If you want you could substitute shortening or margarine for the butter...but, as a baker, I can't recommend it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732462-108206425293286254?l=msconduct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/feeds/108206425293286254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732462&amp;postID=108206425293286254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/108206425293286254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/108206425293286254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/2004/04/ginger-cookies.html' title='Ginger Cookies!'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10015055256138076672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/miss%20conductcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732462.post-108196769201015244</id><published>2004-04-14T15:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-14T15:41:22.780-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Conduct's brand of feminism.</title><content type='html'>So, as promised, here are some of my general views on feminism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was at Mount Allison, one of my women's studies professors asked the class, a large, mostly female class, how many of us would consider themselves to be feminists.  Only about two or three of us raised our hands.  It was alarming and depressing, but I suppose I should have expected it.  Feminism is so misunderstood.  I did a lot of feminist reading in university, and one thing I learned for sure is that feminist theory is all over the place.  My own version of feminism starts with the strong belief that it is not anti-male.  There are masculine and feminine traits embodied in every person.  The problem is that feminine traits have been given a lower value because men have always been the dominant sex.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feminism that I really don't agree with is any that continues to de-value feminine traits.  For example, a woman should not stay home and raise her children because she should be working to advance her career.  Raising children, somewhere along the line, has become recognized as a lower form of work.  Women's work.  To me, this is ridiculous because every person with kids, male or female, should want to do nothing more than spend time raising them.  But of course adults have to work to make money to raise a family.  All I am saying is that when I have children, I hope I am lucky enough to either be a full-time mother, or have a job that still allows me to spend a lot of time with my children.  The need to put your own career and status over the need to nurture your children is a masculine trait.  I don't mean it's something that only men do, or that all men do, but it's the opposite of the innate feminine need to care for other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also against any feminism that dictates what women should and shouldn't do.  I don't consider myself to be any less a feminist because I spend money on make-up, or shave my body hair, or wear uncomfortable shoes sometimes.  I enjoy wearing make-up.  I like the art of make-up.  I like having smooth skin.  I like to look glamorous sometimes.  Not to attract men, just because it makes me feel good.  Even if it ever is to attract men, that's ok because &lt;i&gt;I am attracted to men.&lt;/i&gt;  When it comes down to it, we are all here to find a mate, just like every other creature on the planet.  I can't help that I want men to find me attractive.  I can't help being attracted to men.  But I am very particular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I could sum up my views by saying that because all people hold masculine and feminine qualities, the main goal of feminism should be to make people re-evaluate feminine qualities.  Make them as important as masculine ones.  When that happens, so many of the world's problems will begin to be solved.  War, for instance, is the most obviously masculine tool.  It cannot hold anything feminine because it destroys rather than nurtures.  It is fast, and cold, and is only a display of brute power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also, I &lt;b&gt;hate&lt;/b&gt; the term "feminazi."  It is so damaging to the cause.  That word came up immediately when my professor asked the class who would call themselves a feminist.  It makes me so angry.  It's also lazy and dismissive.  It's hard to get past the stereotypes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732462-108196769201015244?l=msconduct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/feeds/108196769201015244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732462&amp;postID=108196769201015244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/108196769201015244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/108196769201015244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/2004/04/miss-conducts-brand-of-feminism.html' title='Miss Conduct&apos;s brand of feminism.'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10015055256138076672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/miss%20conductcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732462.post-108189265704777779</id><published>2004-04-13T18:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T18:48:12.123-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Conduct Reveals All!</title><content type='html'>The controversy!  Burlesque under fire!  Well, I've got some things to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I want to explain my own act.  When I was growing up I was a major tomboy, but at the same time loved my Barbie dolls, loved wearing pretty dresses, etc.  I never really fit in with other girls, though.  In high school I was into masculine things: sports, violent movies, video games and really "male" music.  In university my feminine side started to fight back and I have since lost my interest in violent movies and I have a different view of hockey (some of those players are so clearly in love with each other...why don't they just kiss and get it over with?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am left with these two sides of my personality.  I wanted to show that in my acts at the last show.  It was done in a very silly way, because I have a hard time doing things that aren't silly.  Even though both acts were ridiculous, I felt sexy in both roles.  And they both felt like I was being myself.  It was a very comfortable burlesque show for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also like doing an act with my boyfriend (who I met at a burlesque show).  In the "Big Top Burlesque" show I said that Matt and I were doing the act that the squares could be comfortable with.  Something for the parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the last show I have been talking with my friends about what future shows might hold for me.  I said that I felt I should branch out from the comfortable acts I have been doing.  Then I changed my mind.  If I were to do, say, an act with lesbian overtones, it would be a damn lie.  It wouldn't be an expression of my sexuality at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went down to pasties in the last show (actually a little less than that!), which I never thought I would do until recently.  I've been overweight since I was ten years old and have never liked my body.  I read too many of those fucking teen magazines when I was a kid.  Watched too many music videos.  How often do you get to see a chubby girl being sexy?  Not often enough, I'll tell you.  When it was suggested to me before the Pasties and Petticoats show that I be in it, I said no even though I &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; wanted to.  My thought was basically that "no one wants to see this thing jiggling all over the place."  But I did it, and I loved it, and I got nothing but positive feedback.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Among the comments were people telling me that I was "really brave" for going up there.  And this would sometimes be from other performers so they didn't mean it is brave in general for girls to perform in burlesque shows.  They thought I was brave because I'm not slim.  At first it seemed like a back-handed compliment to me, but then I realized that it makes it all the more worthwhile for me to be doing these shows.  The cause that I have been most vocal about over the years is to stop media images that make young girls hate their bodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was in grade school, I was certain that I would never get a boyfriend.  I was so depressed and insecure.  In high school I found out that a boy had a crush on me, and I couldn't believe it.  Then another boy had a crush on me!   It made me second-guess everything I had believed about boys and what they think about women.  I stopped reading women's magazines in high school and started to think of myself as an attractive person.&lt;br /&gt;What I am saying is that these burlesque shows allow me to try to show that you don't have to be thin to be sexy.  You don't have to be &lt;i&gt;anything&lt;/i&gt; to be sexy!  Anyone can be sexy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, I went down to pasties because I &lt;i&gt;wanted&lt;/i&gt; to go down to pasties.  I wanted to make pasties, and I wanted to wear them because it's totally fun.  I like being sexy.  I like fish-nets and thigh-highs and negligees and high heels and red lipstick.  And I like them all together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's about why I did my act.  I'll write about my personal feminist beliefs later.  My fingers are tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732462-108189265704777779?l=msconduct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/feeds/108189265704777779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732462&amp;postID=108189265704777779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/108189265704777779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/108189265704777779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/2004/04/miss-conduct-reveals-all.html' title='Miss Conduct Reveals All!'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10015055256138076672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/miss%20conductcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732462.post-108181064698394117</id><published>2004-04-12T19:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-12T20:01:20.576-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping at Value Village before you move is stupid.</title><content type='html'>So tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out to Bayer's Lake after work today and hit up Value Village, Winners and Zellers.  Got some great stuff at V.V.  Got some more Archie comics to turn into magnets.  Got a fan-fucking-fabulous book on breakdancing from 1984.  It's, like, magnet city.  I'll be photocopying it though because it would be a crime to cut this book up.  I like the idea that you could actually learn this from a book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got a nice satin polka-dot skirt.  That was a good find.  It was Steph's find.  She is the best person to second-hand shop with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a pizza cutter at Zellers.  And 32 rolls of their cheapest toilet paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got lots of cool stuff today, but it would be dull to list it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The skirt will look better if I lose about 10 pounds.  Luckily, that is my current goal, although it is the same goal I've had since I was 10 years old.&lt;br /&gt;I don't really worry about my weight that much.  I mean, I've done alright with it.  I've been in three long-term relationships so it's not keeping me from getting love.  I think of it as a barrier that keeps the creeps away and only lets quality guys get to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All three of my long-term relationships have been with guys named Matt, though.  My conclusion: Matthews like their big-booty girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that sort of went off on a whole unexpected thing.  Let's get back to the topic at hand...which is nothing...so I'm done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732462-108181064698394117?l=msconduct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/feeds/108181064698394117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732462&amp;postID=108181064698394117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/108181064698394117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/108181064698394117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/2004/04/shopping-at-value-village-before-you.html' title='Shopping at Value Village before you move is stupid.'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10015055256138076672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/miss%20conductcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732462.post-108173480497823137</id><published>2004-04-11T22:42:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-11T22:57:17.403-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I find this blog thing a little frustrating.  I guess I'm just used to my livejournal.  I like having this blog for local news and discussing things that are actually going on in my life.  The LJ is more for my various obsessions and widespread pop culture phenomenons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I accidently deleted an entire blog entry from yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna take me some time to master this thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy I'm sleepy.  Gotta get up at good ol' 5:30 in the AM again tomorrow to make muffins and such for the nice people.  I think people believe that muffins are a healthy alternative to other baked goods but they are so incredibly wrong.  I stay away from them.  I don't eat a lot of what I bake.  Some of it is really really good, though.  The ginger cookies are particularly delicious.  And the scones.  Today I made a vegetarian chilli and some cornbread to serve with it.  The cornbread was melt-in-your-mouth good.  I had a little piece when i was cutting it into squares.  I must post the recipes for it sometime.  And the chilli.  And the ginger cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I work in a bakery and Matt works in a candy shop.  If we had kids their heads would explode with happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we had kids we would be living in a cardboard box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so I think that I am definitely going to take some sort of arts-and-crafts type course this summer so I can learn how to make stuff.  It's just a matter of choosing the right one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically I am trying to avoid giving up completely and going to culinary school.  I know I love to cook, and I know I am pretty good at it, but it isn't what I want to spend my life doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What &lt;i&gt;do&lt;/i&gt; I want to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to &lt;b&gt;ROCK!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732462-108173480497823137?l=msconduct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/feeds/108173480497823137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732462&amp;postID=108173480497823137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/108173480497823137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/108173480497823137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/2004/04/i-find-this-blog-thing-little.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10015055256138076672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/miss%20conductcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732462.post-108171674864628358</id><published>2004-04-11T17:42:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-11T17:56:21.606-03:00</updated><title type='text'>The Stolen Minks are coming...you've been warned.</title><content type='html'>I'm leaving to go to my parents' house for Easter dinner in a few minutes.  I'm getting some packing done right now.  I just did the most important part of any move: taking apart my Lego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steph and Tracy are coming over for dinner tonight too.  Just my family, Matt, Steph and Tracy.  Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have an idea for the next burlesque show.  Actually, I have a couple.  I am hoping that my band, The Stolen Minks (with Steph, Tina and Erica Butler) can play some rock-a-billy and maybe some performers would like to rush out on stage and dance and take their clothes off and get rowdy while we play.  Then we can tear our clothes off, maybe.  I think that would be cool.  Plus, live rock music is cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, yes, we are as cool as the band name implies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'll be confusing, though.  I already have a stage name for the burlesque shows, and I also have one for the band (Roxy Goldbrick).  Too many fake names!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732462-108171674864628358?l=msconduct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/feeds/108171674864628358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732462&amp;postID=108171674864628358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/108171674864628358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/108171674864628358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/2004/04/stolen-minks-are-comingyouve-been.html' title='The Stolen Minks are coming...you&apos;ve been warned.'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10015055256138076672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/miss%20conductcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732462.post-108162008240687129</id><published>2004-04-10T14:49:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-10T15:05:13.763-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I haven't mentioned this yet, but Matt got a really great haircut the other day.  He got it all cut off and now it's really short.  I think it's hot.  Now people might stop mistaking him for a girl.  No more will people say "excuse me, ladies," when trying to get by us.  No more will drunk men ask Matt to dance in bars after I reject them.  It's a golden new era in our relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a nice day!  It's making me so excited for the upcoming summer months.  I love this time of year (but who doesn't?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, relaxing day off with nothing to do.  Matt just left for work after making a chickpea loaf for the Easter dinners we will be attending.  Neither his parents nor mine will be making a vegetarian entree for him, so he provides his own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll do some more packing and cleaning today, I suppose.  I have some magnets to cut.  I want to take them to Venus Envy on tuesday.  I've also been thinking about bringing some of them to Strange Adventures and possible Plovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am going to take them out of Junk and Foibles.  I am boycotting them because they just, on a whim, fired both Stephanie and Tina last week.  It makes me furious.  Hopefully one of them can get a job at the coffeeshop I work at.  That would be fun.  I don't have much in common with the people I work with now.  A couple of them went to the burlesque show to see me and thought it was "interesting."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt and I got our special pizza last night for supper.  You gotta try this.  We order from Alexandria's on Queen Street and get artichoke, green onion, feta and roasted garlic.  It's soooo good.  Although, the last two times they gave us green olives on it.  I hate those things.  At least they are easy to pick off, unlike evil, evil mushrooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thirsty.  I think I'll make some lemonade.  It's that kind of day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732462-108162008240687129?l=msconduct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/feeds/108162008240687129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732462&amp;postID=108162008240687129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/108162008240687129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/108162008240687129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/2004/04/i-havent-mentioned-this-yet-but-matt.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10015055256138076672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/miss%20conductcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732462.post-108154294375433332</id><published>2004-04-09T17:24:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-09T17:39:33.560-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Friday.</title><content type='html'>It's a good thing I was getting paid so much to work today because we were crazy busy.  Having only one cook today was insane.  I couldn't possibly keep on top of the demand for food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the worst part is I think Matt went to see Hellboy today without me!  I don't know a single other person that would want to see that with me!  Grrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made my peanut soup at work today.  It was popular.  The soup tomorrow will be the roasted red pepper and sweet potato that I posted the recipe for in my blog.  I made it today to save the cook tomorrow some work.  Saturday is my day off!  Woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt's mother came into the coffeeshop today and gave me some ridiculous Easter earrings.  I put them on immediately, because she was standing there watching me.  I haven't even really had a good look at them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Ok, what we have here is a teal anthropomorphic egg wearing a pink bonnet and a big smile.  It's holding some pastel flowers in one hand and waving with the other.  It also has sneakers on.  I have two of these dangling from my ears.  Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought Matt's mom liked me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732462-108154294375433332?l=msconduct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/feeds/108154294375433332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732462&amp;postID=108154294375433332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/108154294375433332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/108154294375433332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/2004/04/food-friday.html' title='Food Friday.'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10015055256138076672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/miss%20conductcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732462.post-108145916521499534</id><published>2004-04-08T17:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-08T18:23:13.763-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner and a Survey.</title><content type='html'>I just thought I would fill out this survey while I eat my delicious left-overs (despite the sneaky mushrooms).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18, find line 4. Write down what it says: &lt;/strong&gt;"I'm hungry." &lt;i&gt;A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius&lt;/i&gt; by Dave Eggers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Stretch your left arm out as far as you can. What do you touch first: &lt;/strong&gt;Nothing, but since I am sitting on a ball I can change that...the wall.  I touch the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. What is the last thing you watched on TV: &lt;/strong&gt;I watched a couple of minutes of that terrible new Fox reality show &lt;i&gt;The Swan&lt;/i&gt; last night.  Horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Without looking, guess what the time is: &lt;/strong&gt;5:30 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Now look at the clock, what is the actual time: &lt;/strong&gt;5:35 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. With the exception of the computer, what can you hear: &lt;/strong&gt;Al Green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. When did you last step outside? What were you doing: &lt;/strong&gt;I just got home.  I was walking around downtown shopping (see previous entry).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Before you came to this website, what did you look at: &lt;/strong&gt;I checked my email at hotmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. What are you wearing: &lt;/strong&gt;my The Cheat t-shirt, brown cords with a drawstring ankle for that "Beyonce" look (always classy when paired with a Cheat t-shirt).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Did you dream last night: &lt;/strong&gt;When my alarm went off at ass o'clock this morning I wasn't sure I had even slept.  It was so dark outside!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. When did you last laugh: &lt;/strong&gt;Geez...hopefully today.  Well, I really laughed today when we were talking about decorating the Easter cupcakes with crucifixion scenes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. What is on the walls of the room you are in: &lt;/strong&gt;a whole lot.  T-Rex poster, Superman calendar, Superman poster, Sloan poster, old Indiana Jones poster with Harrison in provocative pose, lame Toulouse Lautrec print, REM poster, pictures and concert posters of Matt's band, posters and handbills of burlesque shows and other things I was in, &lt;em&gt;Last Night &lt;/em&gt;movie poster, some framed pics of me, some various other photographs and assorted junk (it's a big bedroom).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. Seen anything weird lately: &lt;/strong&gt;the fact that there is no question #14 in this survey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. What is the last film you saw: &lt;/strong&gt;The Ladykillers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. If you became a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy first: &lt;/strong&gt;I would buy all of my friends something that they really want/need, like Em did on Queer as Folk.  Then I would buy myself Ewan McGregor, Johnny Depp, and an island.  That should do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. Tell me something about you that I don't know: &lt;/strong&gt;Who are you?  I'll divulge a little-known fact...you know those &lt;em&gt;Groovy Girls &lt;/em&gt;dolls?  Yeah.  I've got three of them.  I like their clothes.  One of them is an effigy of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you do: &lt;/strong&gt;There would be no countries (yes, John, I &lt;i&gt;can&lt;/i&gt; Imagine).  Also, police cars would blast &lt;i&gt;Sandstorm&lt;/i&gt; by Da Rude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. Do you like to dance: &lt;/strong&gt;I really do.  I didn't take to highland as much as my mother had hoped, but I've never been one for lessons.  I wish I could breakdance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. Imagine your first child is a girl, what do you call her: &lt;/strong&gt;I really like the name Molly.  I also think that the name Betty is due for a come-back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21. Imagine your first child is a boy, what do you call him: &lt;/strong&gt;I think Gabriel is a nice name.  I like Gabe as a short name.  I also like Lee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22. Would you ever consider living abroad: &lt;/strong&gt;Sure, as soon as I get those millions of dollars that question 16 mentioned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23. Will you pass on this survey: &lt;/strong&gt;I had to read this several times before I understood what it meant.  I was thinking "Obviously I didn't &lt;i&gt;pass&lt;/i&gt; on the survey because I just finished it."  But I guess it means, "will you pass it on to a friend."  I won't go out of my way, but fell free to fill it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'ma watch &lt;i&gt;King of the Hill.&lt;/i&gt;  I'm bored.  Is anyone going to the Khyber Gala?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732462-108145916521499534?l=msconduct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/feeds/108145916521499534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732462&amp;postID=108145916521499534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/108145916521499534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/108145916521499534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/2004/04/dinner-and-survey.html' title='Dinner and a Survey.'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10015055256138076672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/miss%20conductcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732462.post-108145598310847270</id><published>2004-04-08T17:13:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-08T17:30:11.513-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Turning grief into CDs and sex toys</title><content type='html'>Day 3 of consoling myself after being rejected by stupid fucking King's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today after work I walked right downtown and spent a bunch of money on myself.  It's something that I haven't been able to do for a long, long time.  I'm excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*roots through shopping bags*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At HMV I got two CDs for $30.  I chose David Bowie "Low" and an Al Green Greatest Hits.  Then I went to Venus Envy and got a &lt;i&gt;Fantasy Tickler&lt;/i&gt; (a bunch of pretty feathers on a stick) and I can't stop touching it because it's so pretty and soft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also bought some things for Matt for Easter which will remain a secret because he might read this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked to the girl at Venus Envy and they might be interested in selling my homemade Archie magnets.  I've had them at Junk and Foibles for awhile and they've sold ok.  Secretly I've been saving the really good ones for Venus Envy.  They are all one-of-a-kind.  I'd be really happy if they sell them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also went to my favourite store: the library.  It's free!  They had the "Garden of Vegan" cookbook that I had on hold.  I am not even vegetarian, but I love the cookbooks these two girls write.  Some of the best recipes ever.  Plus it helps me cook for Matt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should go grocery shopping tonight...long weekend and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo!  Speaking of the holiday tomorrow!  I am going to be working, but get this: I get paid &lt;b&gt;double time...and a half!!!&lt;/b&gt;  I have never worked anywhere that paid me more for a holiday.  They've all come up with a reason why they don't have to.  I will be working for 8 hours tomorrow and making $20/hr to bake stuff.  I can't believe it.  It more than makes up for the lost hours during the burlesque show.  I'm so glad I found a decent place to work in this city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I am so hungry.  And way too tired to make anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohmygod ohmygod ohmygod!  I still have my China Classic leftovers in the fridge!!!  Rock!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732462-108145598310847270?l=msconduct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/feeds/108145598310847270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732462&amp;postID=108145598310847270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/108145598310847270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/108145598310847270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/2004/04/turning-grief-into-cds-and-sex-toys.html' title='Turning grief into CDs and sex toys'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10015055256138076672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/miss%20conductcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732462.post-108138976182158604</id><published>2004-04-07T22:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-07T23:06:29.496-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Self-pity and also a soup recipe.</title><content type='html'>Day 2 of trying to cheer myself up after being rejected from King's.  I ate at China Classic tonight.  Mmmm...China Classic.  They have some vegetarian options there that keep Matt happy.  And I have leftovers!  Rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just didn't feel liking cooking after a long day of cooking at work.  Plus I got all dressed up after work so I needed to go out somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am going to call King's tomorrow.  Just to see why I'm not good enough.  Or to find out what they want.  I was really looking forward to being a student again.  I really wanted to get into that program.  *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to post some of my favourite recipes here in my blog, since cooking is a passion of mine.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my favourite soup.  I've started making it at work too, because I like to share with others.  It's easy to make, especially if you buy pre-roasted red peppers and have a hand blender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Rachelle's Sweet Potato and Roasted Red Pepper Soup&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 2 Red Peppers (or 2 roasted red peppers)&lt;br /&gt;- 1.5 lbs Sweet Potatoes (about 3 small to medium)&lt;br /&gt;- 1/2 medium onion&lt;br /&gt;- 1.5 teaspoon butter&lt;br /&gt;- 1.5 teaspoon olive oil&lt;br /&gt;- 1/2 teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;- 1/4 teaspoon pepper&lt;br /&gt;- 4 cups stock (vegetable, chicken...whatever).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;If you are using roasted red peppers (like, from a jar) then skip ahead to step 2.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Preheat oven to 400 degrees F.  Roast peppers on baking sheet for 30 minutes.  Remove and place in a bowl, covered in plastic wrap.  Refrigerate until cold.  &lt;br /&gt;Peel off skin and remove seeds.  Set aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Peel and slice sweet potatoes into small pieces.  Chop onion.  Saute onion with oil and butter in large pot over medium heat until soft.  Add potatoes and cook 2-3 minutes.  Season with salt and pepper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Add red peppers and stock and bring to a boil.  Reduce heat and simmer until potatoes are very soft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Using a blender, hand blender, or food processor, puree the soup until it is smooth throughout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voila!  You have soup!  And it's super good!  Fancy enough to impress your friends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732462-108138976182158604?l=msconduct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/feeds/108138976182158604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732462&amp;postID=108138976182158604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/108138976182158604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/108138976182158604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/2004/04/self-pity-and-also-soup-recipe.html' title='Self-pity and also a soup recipe.'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10015055256138076672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/miss%20conductcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732462.post-108130692064063776</id><published>2004-04-07T00:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-07T00:05:47.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'>New Additions!</title><content type='html'>So now, thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.haloscan.com/"&gt;&lt;img width="88" height="31" src="http://www.haloscan.com/halolink.gif" border="0" alt="Weblog Commenting and Trackback by HaloScan.com" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; people can now leave comments on my Blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also I can title my posts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my pictures from the friday night show back.  There are some good ones.  They are all from before the show, mostly rehearsal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732462-108130692064063776?l=msconduct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/feeds/108130692064063776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732462&amp;postID=108130692064063776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/108130692064063776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/108130692064063776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/2004/04/new-additions.html' title='New Additions!'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10015055256138076672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/miss%20conductcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732462.post-108128918140418124</id><published>2004-04-06T18:59:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-06T19:10:07.420-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, I have been officially rejected from King's.  I just got the letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was always taught to believe that if you worked hard at school and got good grades you would keep all of your doors open and could do anything you want.  It's a god damn lie.  This is the second post-graduate university program that I have been rejected from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I don't know what I'm going to do.  That was really my only plan.  I just want to learn to be a better writer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I think I will do instead is explore my creative side more and take some classes at the Nova Scotia Centre for Craft and Design.  I like making things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I'll be able to continue working and will be able to save some money.  Hopefully I can go on some trips.  I still think there is opportunity for me here in Halifax.  I just have to find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year ago I didn't know about the burlesque society.  New things pop up all the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dammit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732462-108128918140418124?l=msconduct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/feeds/108128918140418124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732462&amp;postID=108128918140418124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/108128918140418124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/108128918140418124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/2004/04/well-i-have-been-officially-rejected.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10015055256138076672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/miss%20conductcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732462.post-108126369140459945</id><published>2004-04-06T11:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-06T12:05:17.090-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't think it's good to have so much trail mix around me all the time.  I know it's good for you, but I don't think it's supposed to make up 80% of your diet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*eats a pumpkin seed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have a whole day off with nothing scheduled to do.  Except...my parents come home tonight from sunny Florida where they have spent the past couple of months so I have to go to their house and make sure it's clean.  And I wanna burn a CD of hot jams.  From time to time I'll just make a note of all the mindless pop songs on much music that I enjoy dancing to and make a CD of the best ones.  My computer here at my apartment is completely balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*eats a raisin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also going to the Viewpoint and hopefully I'll see a movie before the day's over.  I've been waiting for "Hellboy" to come out for awhile, because I am a comic geek.  Hopefully it will be better than the pretty-much disappointing "The Ladykillers" (because I am also a Coen brothers geek).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*eats some sunflower seeds*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like my days off because they are the only days where I can dress pretty.  I look so ass when I am baking at work.  I hate walking by something reflective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of work, we always have a poll every day at the coffeeshop.  Sarah Kilpack and I started it as a way to increase tips.  We put two bowls on the counter and labeled them: &lt;i&gt;Janet Jackson: Friend or Foe?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sort of gotten out of control now and has become a daily thing.  Customers love it and we do get a lot of tips now.  ANYWAY, my point is that the other day the girls working the counter made the poll: &lt;i&gt;Halifax burlesque shows: empowering or demeaning?&lt;/i&gt;  And here's the kicker: it was close to a tie.  I don't like it when the polls are serious like that.  One time it was: &lt;i&gt;"Gay Marriage: positive or negative"&lt;/i&gt;  What the fuck?!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*eats some peanuts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I gotta dry my hair, pick up Matt, and then he needs a haircut.  He kept it ridiculous for the show, but now it's gotta be fixed!  (that's his opinion...I'm not, like, trying to control him).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732462-108126369140459945?l=msconduct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/feeds/108126369140459945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732462&amp;postID=108126369140459945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/108126369140459945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/108126369140459945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/2004/04/i-dont-think-its-good-to-have-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10015055256138076672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/miss%20conductcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6732462.post-108120541293439209</id><published>2004-04-05T19:20:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-05T19:53:57.030-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My guarantee to you is that this will be at least 20% less geeky than my livejournal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I joined the ranks of the Halifax Burlesque Society another alter-ego was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thoughts on the most recent "Bottoms Up" burlesque show.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I think it was the best show yet.  Although it was long, I didn't feel that the audience was checking their watches.  Perhaps some of the more timid patrons ducked out early (like Matt's parents...but at least they stayed long enough to see my pasty mishap).  I was a little greedy this time with 2 acts.  I always try to make my acts under 3 minutes, though.  I thought all the acts were fantastic, and I wouldn't want them to be any shorter.  I don't know how we are going to manage the society in the future to keep shows at a reasonable length.  The whole thing seems to have a snowball effect.  &lt;br /&gt;At least the viewers got their money's worth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. It would be great if, for future shows, we could do some rehearsing with the stage lighting.  Or at least have the lighting people more involved before the show weekend.  I think that incorporating pre-planned lighting into our acts would bring the shows to the next level!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. There were some jerks in the audience, no doubt about it.  Stephanie and I were talking about a certain group of young men who seemed...out of place, and we decided that it wasn't necessarily a bad thing that they were there.  After observing them for most of the show, we believe that they probably learned something from it.  They went expecting to see a wet t-shirt contest, and gradually became more uncomfortable as the show went on.  But they stayed until the end and I think it's good for everyone to hang with a different crowd from time to time.  A big part of what we are doing is educating, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I hope that we can find a great place to hold future shows.  Ideally, somewhere where everyone can see the stage.  I was thinking about the auditorium where they hold the Summer Rock camp on Chebucto.  It's big and nice and has a high stage.  I don't know about the bar thing...but it would be worth looking into, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I hope everyone had as much fun at the show as I did!  I'm looking forward to seeing everyone at the meeting next week.  Please stop into Uncommon Grounds on South Park Street sometime for your coffee and see me!  I'll bake you something nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and if you wanna check out the interview with me on the King's website about the show , it's right here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://novanewsnet.ukings.ns.ca/stories/03-04/040401/burlesque.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, first Blog entry complete!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6732462-108120541293439209?l=msconduct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/feeds/108120541293439209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6732462&amp;postID=108120541293439209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/108120541293439209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6732462/posts/default/108120541293439209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msconduct.blogspot.com/2004/04/my-guarantee-to-you-is-that-this-will.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10015055256138076672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1187/640/miss%20conductcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
