<?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-16702156</id><updated>2011-04-28T20:30:17.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>your personal glimpse of my very own insanity</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughsofrebeccamarie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16702156/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughsofrebeccamarie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>rebecca marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668766843945635220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A2pA3Gc2Ge4/SZHBEqqTYKI/AAAAAAAAABQ/1JGVtQNWsos/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16702156.post-113693287016925152</id><published>2006-01-10T14:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T11:13:31.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why when a christian says something that offends a non-christian, does the non-christian sometimes say, "interesting what the church teaches," or something to that effect.  if a history major says "i like stomping on baby squirrels," i don't say "man, it's interesting what you learn in history class."  being a student of christ doesn't make you christ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16702156-113693287016925152?l=randomthoughsofrebeccamarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughsofrebeccamarie.blogspot.com/feeds/113693287016925152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16702156&amp;postID=113693287016925152' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16702156/posts/default/113693287016925152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16702156/posts/default/113693287016925152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughsofrebeccamarie.blogspot.com/2006/01/why-when-christian-says-something-that.html' title=''/><author><name>rebecca marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668766843945635220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A2pA3Gc2Ge4/SZHBEqqTYKI/AAAAAAAAABQ/1JGVtQNWsos/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16702156.post-113466926023982340</id><published>2005-12-15T09:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T09:54:20.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you know what i do not understand?  glamour shots.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16702156-113466926023982340?l=randomthoughsofrebeccamarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughsofrebeccamarie.blogspot.com/feeds/113466926023982340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16702156&amp;postID=113466926023982340' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16702156/posts/default/113466926023982340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16702156/posts/default/113466926023982340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughsofrebeccamarie.blogspot.com/2005/12/you-know-what-i-do-not-understand.html' title=''/><author><name>rebecca marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668766843945635220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A2pA3Gc2Ge4/SZHBEqqTYKI/AAAAAAAAABQ/1JGVtQNWsos/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16702156.post-113406216827299152</id><published>2005-12-08T09:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T09:17:07.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just heard this radio ad where this woman was suggesting that i visit the fred meyer garden center to purchase an overpriced murdered tree to hang my holiday doo-dads on. she said "maybe a doug fir." doug? since when are you on such intimate terms with the forests, fred meyer lady. his &lt;i&gt;name&lt;/i&gt; is douglas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16702156-113406216827299152?l=randomthoughsofrebeccamarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughsofrebeccamarie.blogspot.com/feeds/113406216827299152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16702156&amp;postID=113406216827299152' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16702156/posts/default/113406216827299152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16702156/posts/default/113406216827299152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughsofrebeccamarie.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-just-heard-this-radio-ad-where-this.html' title=''/><author><name>rebecca marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668766843945635220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A2pA3Gc2Ge4/SZHBEqqTYKI/AAAAAAAAABQ/1JGVtQNWsos/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16702156.post-113356699245142677</id><published>2005-12-02T15:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T15:44:34.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt; saturday? or &lt;em&gt;next&lt;/em&gt; saturday? i mean... technically, tomorrow &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; next saturday, because there are no saturdays between now and then. but it is also &lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt; saturday. &lt;em&gt;next&lt;/em&gt; saturday is not in actuality the saturday &lt;em&gt;after &lt;/em&gt;this saturday, or, saturday &lt;em&gt;after next&lt;/em&gt;. i mean, you wouldn't have a conversation that went, "hey! whatchoo doing next easter?" "you mean, &lt;em&gt;th&lt;/em&gt;is easter? or the easter &lt;em&gt;after&lt;/em&gt; this next easter?" so &lt;em&gt;next&lt;/em&gt; saturday and &lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt; saturday are pretty much the same saturday, unless it &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; saturday, in which case, &lt;em&gt;next&lt;/em&gt; saturday is &lt;em&gt;only&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;next&lt;/em&gt; saturday, not &lt;em&gt;also&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt; saturday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16702156-113356699245142677?l=randomthoughsofrebeccamarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughsofrebeccamarie.blogspot.com/feeds/113356699245142677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16702156&amp;postID=113356699245142677' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16702156/posts/default/113356699245142677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16702156/posts/default/113356699245142677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughsofrebeccamarie.blogspot.com/2005/12/this-saturday-or-next-saturday-i-mean.html' title=''/><author><name>rebecca marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668766843945635220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A2pA3Gc2Ge4/SZHBEqqTYKI/AAAAAAAAABQ/1JGVtQNWsos/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16702156.post-113303292588010925</id><published>2005-11-26T11:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T11:22:05.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>watching steve martin play the banjo only served to make him exponentially more attractive.  thank you, global warming, for requiring a benefit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16702156-113303292588010925?l=randomthoughsofrebeccamarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughsofrebeccamarie.blogspot.com/feeds/113303292588010925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16702156&amp;postID=113303292588010925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16702156/posts/default/113303292588010925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16702156/posts/default/113303292588010925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughsofrebeccamarie.blogspot.com/2005/11/watching-steve-martin-play-banjo-only.html' title=''/><author><name>rebecca marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668766843945635220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A2pA3Gc2Ge4/SZHBEqqTYKI/AAAAAAAAABQ/1JGVtQNWsos/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16702156.post-113210425675863154</id><published>2005-11-15T17:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T17:24:16.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i always cringe a little when someone says, "you do the math."  it's all i can do not to yell back, "I AM NOT GOING TO DO THE MATH.  I BARELY PASSED MATH IN ANY FORM.  &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; GO DO THE STINKING MATH."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16702156-113210425675863154?l=randomthoughsofrebeccamarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughsofrebeccamarie.blogspot.com/feeds/113210425675863154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16702156&amp;postID=113210425675863154' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16702156/posts/default/113210425675863154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16702156/posts/default/113210425675863154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughsofrebeccamarie.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-always-cringe-little-when-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>rebecca marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668766843945635220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A2pA3Gc2Ge4/SZHBEqqTYKI/AAAAAAAAABQ/1JGVtQNWsos/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16702156.post-113168135264525925</id><published>2005-11-10T19:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T19:55:52.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>how do scientists know that every snowflake is different?  no freaking way they checked them all.  what are they going to try to make us believe next?  that there is some magical thing called ribonucleic acid or even deoxyribonucleic acid and that it's all different or like, finger prints being unique?  whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16702156-113168135264525925?l=randomthoughsofrebeccamarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughsofrebeccamarie.blogspot.com/feeds/113168135264525925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16702156&amp;postID=113168135264525925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16702156/posts/default/113168135264525925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16702156/posts/default/113168135264525925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughsofrebeccamarie.blogspot.com/2005/11/how-do-scientists-know-that-every.html' title=''/><author><name>rebecca marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668766843945635220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A2pA3Gc2Ge4/SZHBEqqTYKI/AAAAAAAAABQ/1JGVtQNWsos/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16702156.post-113147010156574164</id><published>2005-11-08T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T17:27:09.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just heard a radio ad for a lasik surgery dude who says that even though he is new to portland, we can trust him onaccountabecause he has over a half a million happy customers or something.  that makes me trust him less.  i'd way rather have my peepers surged on by someone with, say, a hundred happy customers.  i bet after like two thousand surgeries or so, you stop paying such close attention and you start like, watching joni loves chachi and eating cheetoes while you operate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16702156-113147010156574164?l=randomthoughsofrebeccamarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughsofrebeccamarie.blogspot.com/feeds/113147010156574164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16702156&amp;postID=113147010156574164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16702156/posts/default/113147010156574164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16702156/posts/default/113147010156574164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughsofrebeccamarie.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-just-heard-radio-ad-for-lasik.html' title=''/><author><name>rebecca marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668766843945635220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A2pA3Gc2Ge4/SZHBEqqTYKI/AAAAAAAAABQ/1JGVtQNWsos/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16702156.post-112846240334674305</id><published>2005-10-04T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T14:50:30.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i would appreciate it if the following sentence were to remain private.  i sort of think that the new &lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y193/rebeccamariewinters/Judge20John20Roberts.jpg"&gt;supreme court chief justice&lt;/a&gt; is cute.  way cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16702156-112846240334674305?l=randomthoughsofrebeccamarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughsofrebeccamarie.blogspot.com/feeds/112846240334674305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16702156&amp;postID=112846240334674305' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16702156/posts/default/112846240334674305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16702156/posts/default/112846240334674305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughsofrebeccamarie.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-would-appreciate-it-if-following.html' title=''/><author><name>rebecca marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668766843945635220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A2pA3Gc2Ge4/SZHBEqqTYKI/AAAAAAAAABQ/1JGVtQNWsos/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16702156.post-112768983907531285</id><published>2005-09-25T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T16:10:39.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>recently overheard at my house - "why don't bobby and whitney just leave this country?  they have completely overstayed their welcome."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16702156-112768983907531285?l=randomthoughsofrebeccamarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughsofrebeccamarie.blogspot.com/feeds/112768983907531285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16702156&amp;postID=112768983907531285' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16702156/posts/default/112768983907531285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16702156/posts/default/112768983907531285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughsofrebeccamarie.blogspot.com/2005/09/recently-overheard-at-my-house-why.html' title=''/><author><name>rebecca marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668766843945635220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A2pA3Gc2Ge4/SZHBEqqTYKI/AAAAAAAAABQ/1JGVtQNWsos/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16702156.post-112742520177232513</id><published>2005-09-22T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T15:56:21.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if i wanna say that something suckie is "gay," i'm gonna go ahead and say "gay." saying that something suckie is "gay," is in no way derogatory toward homosexuals in the same way that being homosexual is nothing derogatory toward happiness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16702156-112742520177232513?l=randomthoughsofrebeccamarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughsofrebeccamarie.blogspot.com/feeds/112742520177232513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16702156&amp;postID=112742520177232513' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16702156/posts/default/112742520177232513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16702156/posts/default/112742520177232513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughsofrebeccamarie.blogspot.com/2005/09/if-i-wanna-say-that-something-suckie.html' title=''/><author><name>rebecca marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668766843945635220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A2pA3Gc2Ge4/SZHBEqqTYKI/AAAAAAAAABQ/1JGVtQNWsos/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16702156.post-112692067989891795</id><published>2005-09-16T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T18:31:19.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes i think tom petty is an alien.  i mean, he didn't age for like three decades, and now all of the sudden he looks old.  kind of like he went, "oh, the earthlings all age, maybe i should join them."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16702156-112692067989891795?l=randomthoughsofrebeccamarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughsofrebeccamarie.blogspot.com/feeds/112692067989891795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16702156&amp;postID=112692067989891795' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16702156/posts/default/112692067989891795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16702156/posts/default/112692067989891795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughsofrebeccamarie.blogspot.com/2005/09/sometimes-i-think-tom-petty-is-alien.html' title=''/><author><name>rebecca marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668766843945635220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A2pA3Gc2Ge4/SZHBEqqTYKI/AAAAAAAAABQ/1JGVtQNWsos/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16702156.post-112682556837562614</id><published>2005-09-15T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T16:06:08.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when &lt;a href="http://covers.dvd.img.compricer.com/8/13178.png"&gt;susan powter&lt;/a&gt; said "stop the insanity," it was in regard to healthy living. when rebecca marie says "stop the insanity," it is in regard to the razor industry trying to force consumers into unwitted, involuntary &lt;a href="http://money.cnn.com/2005/09/14/news/fortune500/gillette/index.htm"&gt;suicide&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16702156-112682556837562614?l=randomthoughsofrebeccamarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughsofrebeccamarie.blogspot.com/feeds/112682556837562614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16702156&amp;postID=112682556837562614' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16702156/posts/default/112682556837562614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16702156/posts/default/112682556837562614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughsofrebeccamarie.blogspot.com/2005/09/when-susan-powter-said-stop-insanity.html' title=''/><author><name>rebecca marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00668766843945635220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' 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