<?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-12631988</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:53:37.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sofa Seating</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sofaseating.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12631988/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sofaseating.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>eyebrow esquire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17410828929687909102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12631988.post-113045740185139488</id><published>2005-10-27T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T16:56:41.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scripting in 1st Person:  Who Would Play You?</title><summary type='text'>Heroes grasp to life wired through gaming consoles - plugged into television sets, locked behind entertainment center glass, clouded over by bong smoke.  The 1st person spectacle, a real-life-saving scenario on a dark, foggy night.  Maybe it's Halo or Quake.  Maybe the room is full of observers, comrades or enemies.  Maybe it's XBox or Playstation.  The only fact that remains, the player is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sofaseating.blogspot.com/feeds/113045740185139488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12631988&amp;postID=113045740185139488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12631988/posts/default/113045740185139488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12631988/posts/default/113045740185139488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sofaseating.blogspot.com/2005/10/scripting-in-1st-person-who-would-play.html' title='Scripting in 1st Person:  Who Would Play You?'/><author><name>eyebrow esquire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17410828929687909102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12631988.post-113036809539366691</id><published>2005-10-26T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T16:08:15.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For the Love of God!...and SPORTS</title><summary type='text'>Why was I up at the god-awful hour between sanity and sunrise?  Because the Astros took more than 5 hours to lose last night's, World Series game 3. I've seen my heart broken three times this week and it's only Wednesday.  Sunday was the worst.  I saw the Cowboys lose to Seattle in the game's last 40 seconds.  I watched the Astros lose game two on a 2-out, bottom of the 9th homerun.  Nail-biters,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sofaseating.blogspot.com/feeds/113036809539366691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12631988&amp;postID=113036809539366691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12631988/posts/default/113036809539366691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12631988/posts/default/113036809539366691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sofaseating.blogspot.com/2005/10/for-love-of-godand-sports.html' title='For the Love of God!...and SPORTS'/><author><name>eyebrow esquire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17410828929687909102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12631988.post-112935199606114744</id><published>2005-10-14T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T21:53:16.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What the Critics Aren't Seeing in "Elizabethtown"; But, They've Seen More Than Me</title><summary type='text'>"A convincing happy ending - true love, fresh dreams, the open road - offers a secular vision of grace. But in this glib, sloppy movie, which recoils from authentic expressions of loss, sorrow or frustration, happiness seems more like an entitlement, taken for granted rather than longed for or earned." - By A.O. Scott, New York Times, 10/14/05How I disagree, let me count the ways.  BUT, I have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sofaseating.blogspot.com/feeds/112935199606114744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12631988&amp;postID=112935199606114744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12631988/posts/default/112935199606114744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12631988/posts/default/112935199606114744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sofaseating.blogspot.com/2005/10/what-critics-arent-seeing-in.html' title='What the Critics Aren&apos;t Seeing in &quot;Elizabethtown&quot;; But, They&apos;ve Seen More Than Me'/><author><name>eyebrow esquire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17410828929687909102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12631988.post-112918618622485501</id><published>2005-10-12T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T00:08:57.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From the Big Screens into your Primetime Network Programming</title><summary type='text'>Against my better judgment, I wached Freddy tonight.  My bestfriend/roommate is gay and has a thing for both Freddy Prinze, Jr. and Brian Austin Green, so I did what every "friend" does and compromised my heterosexual integrity.  But, just as he has no "quantifiable proof" that he is gay, I enjoy Gilmore Girls and still my own straight orientation despite being involuntarily celebate for the last</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sofaseating.blogspot.com/feeds/112918618622485501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12631988&amp;postID=112918618622485501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12631988/posts/default/112918618622485501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12631988/posts/default/112918618622485501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sofaseating.blogspot.com/2005/10/from-big-screens-into-your-primetime.html' title='From the Big Screens into your Primetime Network Programming'/><author><name>eyebrow esquire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17410828929687909102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12631988.post-112915299632415904</id><published>2005-10-12T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T14:36:36.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I Still Want us to Be Friends" - Who am I Kidding?  No, I Don't</title><summary type='text'>Time can never fly fast enough during a break-up.  Nor is there enough of it between the break-up and the ex-es e-mail months later wanting to take you up on your offer to still be friends.  That butter knife line rusts and buttered feelings harden over time. But, I did say it.  I just didn't really mean it.  In relationship-ending times, vague, subjective words only serve as flotation devices to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sofaseating.blogspot.com/feeds/112915299632415904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12631988&amp;postID=112915299632415904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12631988/posts/default/112915299632415904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12631988/posts/default/112915299632415904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sofaseating.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-still-want-us-to-be-friends-who-am-i.html' title='&quot;I Still Want us to Be Friends&quot; - Who am I Kidding?  No, I Don&apos;t'/><author><name>eyebrow esquire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17410828929687909102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12631988.post-112850022175984637</id><published>2005-10-04T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T16:05:50.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Wants to be President?</title><summary type='text'>"The president of what?  The United States.  Of what?  Of America!" Chris Rock, in Head of State, makes the American political system as simple as an ethical dilemma in a Lifetime after-school special.  But, we all know this simplicity is all an illusion.  In politics, ethics only get you elected; after that, they have no sustaining value like the American dollar.  We know this because of recent </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sofaseating.blogspot.com/feeds/112850022175984637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12631988&amp;postID=112850022175984637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12631988/posts/default/112850022175984637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12631988/posts/default/112850022175984637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sofaseating.blogspot.com/2005/10/who-wants-to-be-president.html' title='Who Wants to be President?'/><author><name>eyebrow esquire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17410828929687909102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12631988.post-112733385010875914</id><published>2005-09-21T13:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T13:17:30.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halo Intentions</title><summary type='text'>Five times I slapt the snooze button on my alarm clock Saturday morning; once for each hour that I'd been asleep.  At 12:52pm afternoon, it wasn't my alarm clock's knuckle-cracking pops that woke me up, it was brother fucking with the volume so that it sounded like a pinto radio on a hilly insterstate...loud.  soft.  Loud, soft.  Had my blanket been more of a blanket and less of a flour tortilla,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sofaseating.blogspot.com/feeds/112733385010875914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12631988&amp;postID=112733385010875914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12631988/posts/default/112733385010875914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12631988/posts/default/112733385010875914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sofaseating.blogspot.com/2005/09/halo-intentions.html' title='Halo Intentions'/><author><name>eyebrow esquire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17410828929687909102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12631988.post-112682386403381633</id><published>2005-09-15T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T15:37:44.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TVs Supernatural Evolution</title><summary type='text'>Salon.com actually "scooped" me on this one...Sort of.For the past few weeks, I've been contemplating the obvious shift in reality by networks for their fall season line-ups. With shows like Supernatural, Invasion, Angel Whisperer, Night Stalker, etc. there are elements being televised in primetime slots that haven't been explored since the days of the X-Files; that is "forces beyond our control"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sofaseating.blogspot.com/feeds/112682386403381633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12631988&amp;postID=112682386403381633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12631988/posts/default/112682386403381633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12631988/posts/default/112682386403381633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sofaseating.blogspot.com/2005/09/tvs-supernatural-evolution.html' title='TVs Supernatural Evolution'/><author><name>eyebrow esquire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17410828929687909102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12631988.post-112673867229683862</id><published>2005-09-14T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T22:27:01.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it Tuesday yet...again?  No?  guess I'll read a book then.</title><summary type='text'>I washed 4 loads of laundry here at the house and then drove each load to and from the laundromat to dry - every 35-45 minutes for 3 hours. It took just enough commitment that it was pointless to do anything else.I sat clicking through television stations and adjusting the bunny-ears antenna so I wouldn't clothesline myself. Then, I realized I do, in fact, like Friends and that it was Tuesday, a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sofaseating.blogspot.com/feeds/112673867229683862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12631988&amp;postID=112673867229683862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12631988/posts/default/112673867229683862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12631988/posts/default/112673867229683862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sofaseating.blogspot.com/2005/09/is-it-tuesday-yetagain-no-guess-ill.html' title='Is it Tuesday yet...again?  No?  guess I&apos;ll read a book then.'/><author><name>eyebrow esquire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17410828929687909102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12631988.post-112543851044801942</id><published>2005-08-30T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T14:48:30.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Living with Network Television</title><summary type='text'>It feels like I'm living in a post-Ice Age world.  It's been a month since I moved out of my Satellite-infested, college home.  It's been a month of unemployment frustration and watching network television on a grainy 15-inch television.  Watching a game on ESPN at Chili's is the closest I've see of Texas' higher entertainment. I'm a little bitter maybe.  Every day, I look for some new reason to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sofaseating.blogspot.com/feeds/112543851044801942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12631988&amp;postID=112543851044801942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12631988/posts/default/112543851044801942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12631988/posts/default/112543851044801942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sofaseating.blogspot.com/2005/08/living-with-network-television.html' title='Living with Network Television'/><author><name>eyebrow esquire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17410828929687909102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12631988.post-112131675894479712</id><published>2005-07-13T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T21:56:40.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How do you create a legacy?</title><summary type='text'>I'd never thought about movie and actor/actress legacies prior to reading this article. I have my DVD collection, growing every month, and a story or feeling behind each title on the shelf. Currently, i have them alphabetized by title, but I've contemplated re-arranging them and my cd collection in an autobiographical order. But, how long would that take? Surely i have better things to do with my</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sofaseating.blogspot.com/feeds/112131675894479712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12631988&amp;postID=112131675894479712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12631988/posts/default/112131675894479712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12631988/posts/default/112131675894479712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sofaseating.blogspot.com/2005/07/how-do-you-create-legacy.html' title='How do you create a legacy?'/><author><name>eyebrow esquire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17410828929687909102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12631988.post-111941940894427710</id><published>2005-06-21T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T13:45:21.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>National Sports and television</title><summary type='text'>Futon Report: Wild ping, you make my heart sing: "The wild Arizona State-Nebraska game Tuesday afternoon sparked personal intrigue toward college baseball."I can't imagine college baseball doing the same for me, but sports programming does possess something alluring. Usually, I'm not a big fan of televised sports, but I have been setting my social calendar around the NBA Playoffs and Finals. Part</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sofaseating.blogspot.com/feeds/111941940894427710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12631988&amp;postID=111941940894427710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12631988/posts/default/111941940894427710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12631988/posts/default/111941940894427710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sofaseating.blogspot.com/2005/06/national-sports-and-television.html' title='National Sports and television'/><author><name>eyebrow esquire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17410828929687909102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12631988.post-111820183782266092</id><published>2005-06-07T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T13:08:16.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Worlds  To Censor</title><summary type='text'>New Worlds To Censor: "A troubling shift is underway in how lawmakers censor media in this country. Sen. Ted Stevens (R-Alaska) and Rep. Joe Barton (R-Tex.), chairmen of the Senate and House commerce committees, as well as Kevin Martin, the new head of the Federal Communications Commission, are proposing to broaden federal broadcast 'indecency' regulations to cover cable and satellite television.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sofaseating.blogspot.com/feeds/111820183782266092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12631988&amp;postID=111820183782266092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12631988/posts/default/111820183782266092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12631988/posts/default/111820183782266092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sofaseating.blogspot.com/2005/06/new-worlds-to-censor.html' title='New Worlds  To Censor'/><author><name>eyebrow esquire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17410828929687909102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12631988.post-111759148979681493</id><published>2005-05-31T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T13:08:28.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Race car driver Robby Gordon says he won't compete against Danica Patrick because her small stature gives her an unfair advantage</title><summary type='text'>Race car driver Robby Gordon says he won't compete against Danica Patrick because her small stature gives her an unfair advantage: "'I guess driving around in circles must have made Gordon a bit dizzy because his reasoning sucks.'"I'm 130lbs wet...if I'm lucky. What would Gordan say if I were to train for and race in the next Indy 500? I'm not a fan, nor have I ever been, of the Indy 500 or any </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sofaseating.blogspot.com/feeds/111759148979681493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12631988&amp;postID=111759148979681493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12631988/posts/default/111759148979681493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12631988/posts/default/111759148979681493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sofaseating.blogspot.com/2005/05/race-car-driver-robby-gordon-says-he.html' title='Race car driver Robby Gordon says he won&apos;t compete against Danica Patrick because her small stature gives her an unfair advantage'/><author><name>eyebrow esquire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17410828929687909102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12631988.post-111657150326727576</id><published>2005-05-19T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T13:54:47.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Future of TV...in the hands of Professional Sports</title><summary type='text'>Check out the latest Entertainment Weekly and you'll find the top slots are reserved for TV dramas and reality shows. With these shows dominating the market - and CNN and FoxNews picking up the sloppy, yet particular seconds - why would anyone come out and say the end of television is near?With no proof, validation, or internet link research, I'm going to say the future lies in the hands of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sofaseating.blogspot.com/feeds/111657150326727576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12631988&amp;postID=111657150326727576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12631988/posts/default/111657150326727576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12631988/posts/default/111657150326727576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sofaseating.blogspot.com/2005/05/future-of-tvin-hands-of-professional.html' title='The Future of TV...in the hands of Professional Sports'/><author><name>eyebrow esquire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17410828929687909102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12631988.post-111535184448128524</id><published>2005-05-05T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T13:08:45.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On TV</title><summary type='text'>On TV: "Post TV Columnist Lisa de Moraes takes a look at what's on the tube in a fast-paced give and take about reality, non-reality, cable and you name it."For those that care.For me, it's disturbing. I got caught up with MTVs Real World one afternoon - I had just finished finals after a grueling Spring semester and had my first real day off in almost 6 months. I wanted to vegitate in front of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sofaseating.blogspot.com/feeds/111535184448128524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12631988&amp;postID=111535184448128524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12631988/posts/default/111535184448128524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12631988/posts/default/111535184448128524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sofaseating.blogspot.com/2005/05/on-tv.html' title='On TV'/><author><name>eyebrow esquire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17410828929687909102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12631988.post-111516199275411080</id><published>2005-05-03T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T16:13:12.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sofa Seating</title><summary type='text'>Article One on TV and Film</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sofaseating.blogspot.com/feeds/111516199275411080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12631988&amp;postID=111516199275411080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12631988/posts/default/111516199275411080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12631988/posts/default/111516199275411080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sofaseating.blogspot.com/2005/05/sofa-seating.html' title='Sofa Seating'/><author><name>eyebrow esquire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17410828929687909102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
