<?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-32311684</id><updated>2011-11-27T15:30:50.138-08:00</updated><category term='New'/><category term='Website'/><category term='Resume'/><category term='Animation'/><category term='Contact Information'/><title type='text'>Mare Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>My mind likes to run, and sometimes I write it down.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>65</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-4097539563737422070</id><published>2010-05-23T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T18:19:12.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>health and Wellness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="”fullpost”"&gt;I'm making a new blog!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I found myself wanting to post recipes and nutritional findings on this blog and I thought that would be way toooo much going on. So.... Here's a link to my other BLOG.&amp;nbsp; This one will still be up and running,&amp;nbsp; I just won't but health crap on here =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="”fullpost”"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="”fullpost”"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="”fullpost”"&gt;&lt;a href="http://eatrightstaythin.blogspot.com/"&gt;MY NEW BLOGGIE &amp;lt;-----------click me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="”fullpost”"&gt;&amp;nbsp;mare&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 0_o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-4097539563737422070?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/4097539563737422070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2010/05/health-and-wellness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/4097539563737422070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/4097539563737422070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2010/05/health-and-wellness.html' title='health and Wellness'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-7751542524924423642</id><published>2010-05-14T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T14:25:37.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sketchbook Page 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TV doodles &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Went to the LA ART Walk last night. There was a plethora of little Hipsters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="”fullpost”"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S-2-Zo0AoWI/AAAAAAAAAlE/56RC9xr2Fqc/s1600/SketchbookPage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="233" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S-2-Zo0AoWI/AAAAAAAAAlE/56RC9xr2Fqc/s320/SketchbookPage.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-7751542524924423642?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/7751542524924423642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2010/05/sketchbook-page-1.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/7751542524924423642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/7751542524924423642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2010/05/sketchbook-page-1.html' title='Sketchbook Page 1'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S-2-Zo0AoWI/AAAAAAAAAlE/56RC9xr2Fqc/s72-c/SketchbookPage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-1988999729741091783</id><published>2010-05-06T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T00:22:24.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Urban Green Thumb</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="”fullpost”"&gt;So,&amp;nbsp; my grandmother's a pretty intense gardener.&amp;nbsp; She's been diligently working with my younger cousins on thier little garden in Alabama. Which I think is great,&amp;nbsp; kids really do need a hobby other than playing computer games.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S-JWcSeRliI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CtDU-Q-VSuE/s1600/april+013.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S-JWcSeRliI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CtDU-Q-VSuE/s320/april+013.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="”fullpost”"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="”fullpost”"&gt;[side note] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="”fullpost”"&gt;Yes, I am a hypocrite and yes I work on the computer for a living, but I feel like I can still rant about the youth now, because I am no longer one of them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="”fullpost”"&gt; I had a wonderful wild flower garden when I was a youngster.&amp;nbsp; I think having hobbies like that are healthy. They nurture responsibility, and give you a sense of accomplishment whether it be tangible or just visually aesthetic.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="”fullpost”"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="”fullpost”"&gt;Trickle,&amp;nbsp; wanting to spread her green thumb literally across the US, sent me some bread to get my urban garden up on it's feet.&amp;nbsp; To your right is a picture of my very own tomato plant.&amp;nbsp; Tomatoes are ranging 2-5 bucks a piece at the grocery store (which is ridiculous) and I'm joining the crowd in putting my foot down.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="”fullpost”"&gt; &lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="”fullpost”"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Time to start making my own,&amp;nbsp; Damnit!&amp;nbsp; 0_o&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="”fullpost”"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="”fullpost”"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-1988999729741091783?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/1988999729741091783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2010/05/urban-green-thumb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/1988999729741091783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/1988999729741091783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2010/05/urban-green-thumb.html' title='Urban Green Thumb'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S-JWcSeRliI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CtDU-Q-VSuE/s72-c/april+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-5282112885034721019</id><published>2010-04-20T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T21:14:15.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blankets</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="”fullpost”" style="font-size: large;"&gt;So, I've been bouncing back and forth on the idea of creating a graphic novel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="”fullpost”"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But with graphic novels, the imagery is just as potent, if not more so than the writing.&amp;nbsp; Which unfortunately is a little intimidating. I've been on the lookout for a little inspiration, so I decided to read &lt;i&gt;Blankets&lt;/i&gt; by Craig Thompson [a 582 page graphic novel]. The amount of pages originally seemed quite daunting, but the nice thing about graphic novels, apposed to regular novels, is they read very quickly.&amp;nbsp; I personally went cover to cover on a rainy Sunday afternoon.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S85xXWoyGAI/AAAAAAAAAkI/p2pCgyla2wQ/s1600/blanketscover1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S85xXWoyGAI/AAAAAAAAAkI/p2pCgyla2wQ/s320/blanketscover1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="”fullpost”"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I decided on this book, because I got several recommendations, and it won three Harvey awards and two Eisner awards.&amp;nbsp; Which doesn't really mean much to me because I had never heard of those awards.&amp;nbsp; But like most of the populace,&amp;nbsp; I feel like it makes a book better. What can I say, I'm a sucker for successful marketing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="”fullpost”"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The book was a coming of age tale, that had really honest and genuine feeling.&amp;nbsp; Parts of it, I really did enjoy ; including laughing out loud several times.&amp;nbsp; Although,&amp;nbsp; I felt like some moments were made to seem important and then quickly dropped and never re-visited.&amp;nbsp; I also was a bit underwhelmed with the choice of where the novel chose to end.&amp;nbsp; I feel if a story gives you an in depth insight to a moment in life, more closure is necessary.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S850s52oWvI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/fwosDNexBCY/s1600/blankets2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S850s52oWvI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/fwosDNexBCY/s320/blankets2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="”fullpost”"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The symbolism of the blankets throughout the book, was really intriguing. After I finished the book,&amp;nbsp; I thought back to blankets that I had throughout my life and began personifying them.&amp;nbsp; Think for a moment what they might have had to say, and what about your life they saw that you probably don't remember.&amp;nbsp; Blankets can be such a comforting object.&amp;nbsp; Whether you curl up with them on a rainy day reading a book, or crashing on one after a long day at work.&amp;nbsp; That inanimate object creates such a powerful sense of comfort and consistency, more than anything else in your life.&amp;nbsp; Blankets stay with you through jobs, through friends, through significant others.&amp;nbsp; It's interesting to me that a lifeless object can have such a direct affect on so much of your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;psyche.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It was a good read. I wouldn't say that I loved it, but it warmed my heart and I reminisced a little.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-5282112885034721019?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/5282112885034721019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2010/04/blankets.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/5282112885034721019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/5282112885034721019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2010/04/blankets.html' title='Blankets'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S85xXWoyGAI/AAAAAAAAAkI/p2pCgyla2wQ/s72-c/blanketscover1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-6084722814984976625</id><published>2010-02-21T05:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T13:52:35.272-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking Bad Thoughts...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;When staying up late your conscience starts to alter it's state.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Or so I found out as my late night/early morning progressed.&amp;nbsp; Nothing exciting really seemed to be happening.&amp;nbsp; It was a normal Saturday morning.&amp;nbsp; Not as much traffic and moving about as a weekday,&amp;nbsp; but other humans began getting up to run their weekend errands. I was too busy hissing at the sun, trying to find as many scarves as I could to tape over the windows (Now that I mention it, scarves work quite nicely to block out sun.&amp;nbsp; They aren't as heavy as sheets or blankets, so tape works well on them.&amp;nbsp; And they still let in like a very soft , dim blue, light.) Now my building isn't very large,&amp;nbsp; which I like because it's relatively quiet.&amp;nbsp; I say relatively, because I am taking into consideration the somewhat unpleasant looks some of my fellow tenants give me. So,&amp;nbsp; I imagine that I am the "relatively".&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well, this nice little Sunday afternoon, around noontime, I started to hear excessive noise outside my apartment.&amp;nbsp; I jumped up in an over excited effort to get away from looking at my monitor (which I had been looking at for at least 20 hours) And there was one of the mothers in my building walking up the stairs to her apartment.&amp;nbsp; I had found this odd #1 because I had never seen her or her daughter before and # 2 there was a trail of people following behind her. This trail was constructed of her daughter and maybe three other boys, all carrying something.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ea9999; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*INTEREST NOW THOROUGHLY PEEKED* &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What was in the boxes? Seems like a simple answer.&amp;nbsp; People put all kinds of objects in boxes, books (I'm starting to doubt people actually read those anymore [I think most people keep them to fill up bookshelves and have something to talk about over a glass of wine and yes, I am one of those people. But I don't yet have a bookshelf, I have a pile next to my kitchen], clothes for goodwill, and ex boyfriend crap that you seem to carry along with you for excessive periods of time. But what were in her boxes?&amp;nbsp; I peered out my window and followed the trail of boxes to a car parked outside the gate.&amp;nbsp; And by car, I mean pickup truck filled to the brim with more boxes, all steadily flowing into apt 24! I started counting the boxes in the back of the truck, 1, 10, 40, 50.........112!&amp;nbsp; What could a single mom with one daughter possibly have the need for 112 boxes in a one bedroom apartment.&amp;nbsp; Then it finally hit me as one of the boys turned and I was able to finally get a glimpse of the writing on the side of the box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7f6000; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thin Mints&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;GIRL SCOUT COOKIES!!&amp;nbsp; 112 cases??!?!&amp;nbsp; I thought I was hallucinating.&amp;nbsp; Now this is the part of the story where my conscience started to become distorted.&amp;nbsp; And I began wondering how easy it would be to patiently wait, watching their window for the next time they left and steal all their boxes and hide them in my bedroom.&amp;nbsp; How likely would it be for me to get caught?&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #fff2cc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #fff2cc; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: #d9d2e9;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;What would I give at that moment to take a bath filled to the brim of Samoas? (probably anything)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #d9d2e9;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S4ExYSrVhyI/AAAAAAAAAig/gav0mkX9xdk/s1600-h/thinmint-300x284.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="189" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S4ExYSrVhyI/AAAAAAAAAig/gav0mkX9xdk/s200/thinmint-300x284.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S4ExXAmtPbI/AAAAAAAAAiY/XrceJ45o6Ps/s1600-h/Tagalongs.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="148" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S4ExXAmtPbI/AAAAAAAAAiY/XrceJ45o6Ps/s200/Tagalongs.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon after that,&amp;nbsp; I decided to go to bed.&amp;nbsp; When you start thinking about committing serious crimes for cookies, I think it's a sign.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;...Or as Marlee likes to remind me a Cea gene.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #d9d2e9; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #d9d2e9; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #d9d2e9; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S4ExvYP__aI/AAAAAAAAAio/Hcajepk2Wzw/s1600-h/samoas-300x255.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="170" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S4ExvYP__aI/AAAAAAAAAio/Hcajepk2Wzw/s200/samoas-300x255.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;*On a side note,&amp;nbsp; I did some research, and there are 12 boxes of cookies for each case of Girl Scout cookies,&amp;nbsp; that is roughly 1,344 boxes of cookies. There are also roughly 28 cookies per box. That means there are about 37,632 cookies literally 20 feet away from me, at this very moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-6084722814984976625?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/6084722814984976625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2010/02/thinking-bad-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/6084722814984976625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/6084722814984976625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2010/02/thinking-bad-thoughts.html' title='Thinking Bad Thoughts...'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S4ExYSrVhyI/AAAAAAAAAig/gav0mkX9xdk/s72-c/thinmint-300x284.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-1578826367919185733</id><published>2010-02-20T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T08:24:55.297-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to Pull an All Nighter</title><content type='html'>So, my schedule has, yet again, become corrupted.&amp;nbsp; It's 8:14 am and I haven't gone to bed yet.&amp;nbsp; About a month ago, I made myself pull an all nighter because I found my self going to bed at 9am and waking up at 6pm. My productiviity had gone down a spiraling black hole.&amp;nbsp; The problem is, even though I was able to re-set my clock (getting up at 5am and being in bed by 10 pm.....which felt wonderful),&amp;nbsp; I wasn't able to keep it. It lasted for about two weeks, and then slowly but surely I started to regress.&amp;nbsp; I think working on a computer as often as I do causes this newly found weakness.&amp;nbsp; I'm not even in school anymore, I thought I would be finished with them.&amp;nbsp; Oh the irony!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-1578826367919185733?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/1578826367919185733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2010/02/how-to-pull-all-nighter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/1578826367919185733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/1578826367919185733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2010/02/how-to-pull-all-nighter.html' title='How to Pull an All Nighter'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-6988018019143527860</id><published>2010-01-26T10:49:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T21:09:28.462-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In a bit of a rut...</title><content type='html'>So I have come to the conclusion that sometimes,  you just need to fall into a rut.  You may not want to,  but in most cases it is inevitable.  I have found myself there and similar to the times I have found myself there before, I pout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you begin to question yourself.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Why me?"&lt;br /&gt;"Why not me?"&lt;br /&gt;"What did I do wrong?"&lt;br /&gt;"Why I am forced to struggle so much?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked over towards the wall (where my bookshelf that I will get at a later date)  resides and I glanced at the top of the pile of books and there was one I had borrowed.  I hadn't read it yet,  but I really feel that the best time to read a good book is when you're in a rut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't give you a synopsis,  you can Google one if you feel the need.  I do, however want to just give you two passages that seemed to be relevant to me and my current rut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...Things just happen in the right way, at the right time. At least they do when you let them, when you work with the circumstances instead of saying, "This isn't supposed to be happening this way," and trying hard to make it happen some other way. If you're in tune with The Way Things Work, then they work the way they need to, no matter what you may think about it at the time. Later on, you can look back and say, "Oh, now I understand. That had to happen so that those could happen, and those had to happen in order for this to happen..." Then you realize that even if you'd tried to make it all turn out perfectly, you couldn't have done better, and if you really tried, you would have made a mess of the whole thing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...Do you want to be really happy? You can begin by being appreciative of who you are and what you've got. Do you want to be really miserable? You can begin by being discontented...Wisdom, Happiness, and Courage are not waiting somewhere out beyond sight at the end of a straight line; they're part of a continuous cycle that begins right here. They're not only the ending, but the beginning as well. The more it snows, the more it goes, the more it goes on snowing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;uhhh.. I actually do feel better.  Thank you Pooh.  Well you and Benjamin Hoff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S18-Un5QrqI/AAAAAAAAAhs/yeNAItxUKVg/s1600-h/tao-of-pooh.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431128199659564706" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S18-Un5QrqI/AAAAAAAAAhs/yeNAItxUKVg/s320/tao-of-pooh.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 223px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to watch some Winnie the Pooh cartoons&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-6988018019143527860?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/6988018019143527860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2010/01/in-bit-of-rut.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/6988018019143527860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/6988018019143527860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2010/01/in-bit-of-rut.html' title='In a bit of a rut...'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S18-Un5QrqI/AAAAAAAAAhs/yeNAItxUKVg/s72-c/tao-of-pooh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-6588469763825941142</id><published>2010-01-15T07:54:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T08:25:27.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Avatar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S1CS4fTGNSI/AAAAAAAAAfU/soPfk_XQ7nU/s1600-h/avatar-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S1CS4fTGNSI/AAAAAAAAAfU/soPfk_XQ7nU/s320/avatar-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426999050153375010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I originally had my doubts about the film,  but I was working on a project for freelance and it was based on the movie,  so my interest was peeked. You will hear mixed reviews about the film, but you will also hear a consensus that the effects are ground breaking.  However, the story line is in no way,   new or different.  I would say that the film falls into a category somewhere between a futuristic Pocahontas with blue aliens and Fern Gully.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S1CS4xwHYWI/AAAAAAAAAfc/BsYEHr2qZ0c/s1600-h/avatar-pic1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S1CS4xwHYWI/AAAAAAAAAfc/BsYEHr2qZ0c/s320/avatar-pic1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426999055106924898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I do think that it is a film you should try to see in theaters,  if you can.  Weta has topped it's self again *puts on surprise face layered in sarcasm*  If you are a tech-y and/or movie buff,  it would behoove you to check out the following link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S1CS4G1dJ_I/AAAAAAAAAfM/VeoVZsVB04o/s1600-h/avatar11.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://features.cgsociety.org/story_custom.php?story_id=5434&amp;amp;page=1"&gt;http://features.cgsociety.org/story_custom.php?story_id=5434&amp;amp;page=1 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It gives a little insight on the specs of the movie,  specifically how they went about creating the environments for the Navi,  lighting, rendering issues, and their mocap approach.  And if nothing else it has a couple of pretty pictures from the film. Bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S1CS4G1dJ_I/AAAAAAAAAfM/VeoVZsVB04o/s1600-h/avatar11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S1CS4G1dJ_I/AAAAAAAAAfM/VeoVZsVB04o/s320/avatar11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426999043586598898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-6588469763825941142?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/6588469763825941142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2010/01/avatar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/6588469763825941142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/6588469763825941142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2010/01/avatar.html' title='Avatar'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S1CS4fTGNSI/AAAAAAAAAfU/soPfk_XQ7nU/s72-c/avatar-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-2786576432970731576</id><published>2010-01-08T10:59:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T11:19:19.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Immunity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0eFK_ZbjxI/AAAAAAAAAfE/MOGq2qd7xO4/s1600-h/sick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0eFK_ZbjxI/AAAAAAAAAfE/MOGq2qd7xO4/s320/sick.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424450700054335250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it about January and me getting sick?  I have lived in semi-tropical places for the past 6 years and it seems that even though it's 70 degrees outside,  my body knows it needs to flake out on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began my demolition of tissues yesterday.  I was given a large, brown Trader Joe's paper bag to tote around the apartment with. The gigantic mound of snot covered tissues was not too appealing,  sitting next too the couch.  So as I travel back and  forth from the couch to the kitchen carting my TJ bag in one hand (which is already mostly full at this point)  and my box of Kleenex ultra soft tissues in the other I begin to wonder what it is that makes me sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't remember missing many days of school when I was younger  for being sick.  There were the occasional days I might fake it, to miss a test or something, but I think that falls into the category of "right of passage into adult hood".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know when I left for NCSA, at 17,  the frequenting of sickly-ness began.  So,  besides the fact that most kids leaving home for the first time have minimal hygiene regiments, I thought that being  a clean, healthy girl would be enough to resist the germs.   Not the case,  between them and the stress I would soon endure, I had no chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My immune system has never been the same.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-2786576432970731576?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/2786576432970731576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2010/01/immunity.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/2786576432970731576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/2786576432970731576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2010/01/immunity.html' title='Immunity'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0eFK_ZbjxI/AAAAAAAAAfE/MOGq2qd7xO4/s72-c/sick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-8192937937384954861</id><published>2009-11-20T00:24:00.006-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T01:55:26.671-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is funny.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;you can't have your cake and eat it too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SwZUsc9I-eI/AAAAAAAAAdw/rNIAB8h_FYk/s1600/pe0061959.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SwZUsc9I-eI/AAAAAAAAAdw/rNIAB8h_FYk/s320/pe0061959.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406101525368469986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          It has become extremely apparent to me that one can not enjoy everything life has to offer all at once.  I think you have to have a priority of what is important to you at "that moment".  My whole childhood I dreamt of being a career woman.   My intense desire came from watching Pretty Woman and Working Girl countless amounts of times.  Whether it be the amazing outfits (including mini skirts and shoulder pads that grazed your ear lobes) or just the confidence that came with the conquering of their younger and more naive,  passive aggressive versions of themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SwZUllGY4-I/AAAAAAAAAdo/emsbgFl3h7E/s1600/working-girl-1988-01-g1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SwZUllGY4-I/AAAAAAAAAdo/emsbgFl3h7E/s320/working-girl-1988-01-g1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406101407295661026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now it's me.  I have become the Vivian Ward and Tess Mcgill of my own reality. I have begun to feel "stuck in the mudd" as far as my career goes.  I feel like I keep trying to break in and it is just not my time yet.  Which, ironically,  I have come to some what appreciate.   I have never been given something I can't handle.  I have definately hit some pot holes along the way, and come out with some groovy scars,  but I think that is what makes a person interesting.  I know I could sit at a bar and go toe to toe with the 300 lbs biker guy and compare battle wounds, and the possibility that I might win is not too far fetched.   I believe that says something about me.   Either way,   I am floundering at the moment and hoping that my career engine starts soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But back to the cake part...For the first time,  in a long time.  I am really happy.  I love waking up in the morning and I'm surrounded by positive energy.  Well positive energy and cake.   I have since moved on from my (not so healthy) liquid diet and found a wonderful friendship to replace it.   I no longer dread coming home after work,  which I have for years.  I find a true comfort at home now and I would not trade it for anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;Included are pictures of chewy oatmeal cookies sandwiched with cake frosting.&lt;br /&gt;Another piece of my newly found joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SwZm-eSbCeI/AAAAAAAAAd4/Tf2kn0AXVmw/s1600/In_LA_026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SwZm-eSbCeI/AAAAAAAAAd4/Tf2kn0AXVmw/s320/In_LA_026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406121626173114850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-8192937937384954861?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8192937937384954861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2009/11/life-is-funny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/8192937937384954861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/8192937937384954861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2009/11/life-is-funny.html' title='Life is funny.....'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SwZUsc9I-eI/AAAAAAAAAdw/rNIAB8h_FYk/s72-c/pe0061959.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-6727158444791474147</id><published>2009-11-05T22:18:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T00:21:24.319-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Hair...</title><content type='html'>So,  I did it.  I finally chopped off all my hair.  And I love it.  I've been wanting to do this for as long as I can remember,  but for one reason or another I always choked.  I was supposed to get it cut with my wonderful Cousin Marlee,  but I ended up taking another year to graduate.  So while she took the plunge.  I just got a bob.  But with a new city,  a new apartment and the beginnings of a new phase of my life,  I could not imagine a better time.  I of course had some support to help me make the chop, though.  Having long hair all of your life makes you so fearful of ever loosing it.  Which to some may seem silly,  "It's just hair" "It'll grow back" . Yet, I think for many women they connect long hair to their connection to their own femininity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which sounds ridiculous,   but as I sat at the front of the salon waiting,  looking t the pictures that I brought.  My heart was racing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SvPboGyr3-I/AAAAAAAAAdI/hjNuNaCaqFM/s1600-h/Shannyn-Sossamon-Photos-007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 279px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SvPboGyr3-I/AAAAAAAAAdI/hjNuNaCaqFM/s320/Shannyn-Sossamon-Photos-007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400901860211810274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SvPboTU4JLI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/cNbjNd_ES8Y/s1600-h/shannyn-sossamon-mix-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SvPboTU4JLI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/cNbjNd_ES8Y/s320/shannyn-sossamon-mix-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400901863576446130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I brought in and here's a pic of me.&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SvPcGPgsRDI/AAAAAAAAAdY/ggaOEmvVkhQ/s1600-h/self+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SvPcGPgsRDI/AAAAAAAAAdY/ggaOEmvVkhQ/s320/self+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400902377948333106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-6727158444791474147?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/6727158444791474147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-hair.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/6727158444791474147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/6727158444791474147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-hair.html' title='New Hair...'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SvPboGyr3-I/AAAAAAAAAdI/hjNuNaCaqFM/s72-c/Shannyn-Sossamon-Photos-007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-7505853808706506994</id><published>2009-09-22T22:12:00.011-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T20:36:15.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I got a job!!</title><content type='html'>Seems like it has been ages.  I've now officially had my second day of work.  I am doing contract work though.  So hopefully,  they will love me, lots more jobs will come into the company, and I will have tons of work to do. It was definitely surreal on my first day of work.  Going from being unemployed to your first straight 8 hour work day is a little disarming.  My schedule has been all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been doing crew for a while and was only rowing on a mixed 8 on Wed morning at 445 AM.  And about two weeks ago,  the captain of that boat asked me if I wanted to start rowing at 445 on Mondays on a 4.  I've been dieing to get back into a 4 because the work out is much more intense.  You can't really slack off on a 4.   So as I woke up on Monday morning, Susan (the captain of that boat), asked me if I wanted to row stroke (which of course I did) I haven't rowed stroke since HS, but man does it feel good.   The part of me that loves a good power trip was incredibly thrilled. However a few days before then I was also, out of the blue, asked to join another boat (an all womens 8, that may compete)  Which currently is rowing three days a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/Srrlz20hUOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/hHC1EVGKHac/s1600-h/v4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/Srrlz20hUOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/hHC1EVGKHac/s320/v4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384868983526740194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm currently rowing Monday morning on two boats from 445-715, Wed 445, Thurs 545, and Sun at like 745.  I am going to try avoid getting a gigantic &lt;b&gt;trapezius&lt;/b&gt;, but I make no promises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a picture of me rowing on my new boats yet (1) because it's pitch black at 445 in the morning and (2) because the few days it isn't pitch black, I forget my camera.  They will come soon.  Until then,  here's a picture from my HS 4.....&lt;br /&gt;(I'm the Hispanic looking one in the middle....and no I am not Hispanic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But back to work talk... It's so weird coming off of an unemployment schedule and reverting back to  a 9-6pm.  It's like my brain can't handle it just yet.  I have to get coffee during my lunch hour and usually walk to Starshumcks, because it literally takes  my whole hour and its a nice little break.   I think the walking is good for me.  Except for today because I decided to wear heels to work.  Which is fine and I definitely looked cuter,  but I definitely also have blisters.  Oh the sacrifices I make to look good,  they really are quite ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SrrpZ_CsaaI/AAAAAAAAAcY/MiK4-5cnAfw/s1600-h/1190starpumpk2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 166px; height: 170px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SrrpZ_CsaaI/AAAAAAAAAcY/MiK4-5cnAfw/s320/1190starpumpk2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384872937103583650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh PS&gt; in case you were wondering the Pumpkin Spice is back is season...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and one of my other favorite drinks... That's right Evan Williams Egg Nog.   It's is divine!   If you haven't given it a chance yet,  I definitely recommend picking some up.  Or just invite me over,  and I'll bring over a bottle.   There's nothing better than a friend with a smile  on a cold day with a nice cold glass of egg nog.  WINTER is almost HERE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SrrsaaFFWqI/AAAAAAAAAco/c4CZhu-pVos/s1600-h/3057926996_517d1d82c0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 176px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SrrsaaFFWqI/AAAAAAAAAco/c4CZhu-pVos/s320/3057926996_517d1d82c0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384876242896247458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uhhhh ......I was talking to a friend the other day and he had never even tried egg nog &lt;b&gt; period &lt;/b&gt; .  Which I can't under stand how  you go through twenty some odd years of life, and multiple Thanksgiving and Christmas parties and never  given the chance to sip on a glass of egg nog?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cheers &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-7505853808706506994?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/7505853808706506994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-got-job.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/7505853808706506994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/7505853808706506994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-got-job.html' title='I got a job!!'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/Srrlz20hUOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/hHC1EVGKHac/s72-c/v4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-6088158271216973434</id><published>2009-08-25T22:46:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T17:51:26.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>being broke</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SqrqreE4AyI/AAAAAAAAAcI/BE2emMw1kyE/s1600-h/no_doubt_-_tragic_kingdom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 98px; height: 98px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SqrqreE4AyI/AAAAAAAAAcI/BE2emMw1kyE/s320/no_doubt_-_tragic_kingdom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380370737376264994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Being broke is an interesting concept.  I remember when I was little being broke meant that I couldn't get the shorts I wanted from pacsun or the new no doubt cd the day it released. (I do miss my tragic kingdom) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm now 24,  I say this only because I was on the phone with a friend the other night and literally could not remember how old I was.  I remember laughing at my mother when I was younger because she had a hard time remembering.  "How do you not know how old you are??, I would laugh,  "It's your life you've lived it".  And there I was on the phone desperately trying to figure out if I was 23, 24, or 25.  Sitting there like an idiot counting the years,  disagreeing.  Not believing that I had been 24,  so it has begun.  I think now more than ever I my adult mind has begun to set in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not in the way that "I'm a grown up now",  or that I don't watch cartoons, and don't consume sugary cereal (becasue I definatly do both).  But more so in the way that I am beginning to calm down.  The rush to get to that perfect age has come to a blaring halt.  The need to be older,  to have experienced more is slowly starting to diminish.  I have finally just reached the point where I live my life and what happens, happens.   There is no more school,  no more preconceived notions about how my life "should be",  just me and the days that go by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now,  don't get me wrong and think to yourself... "omg,  mare is calming down the world is coming to an end!"  Trust me,  drama could find me in a dim, light-less cavern .  My life is still filled with tensions, and excitements.  I don't think I would be myself if it weren't.  I can see future complications coming my way,  but for right now I'm at ease and trying to ignore their possibility.  I am peaceful and happy at the moment so lets stick with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In closing I leave you with this...I think it's the closet thing to how I feel at the moment &lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jHYAgqkEwRc&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jHYAgqkEwRc&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-6088158271216973434?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/6088158271216973434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2009/08/being-broke.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/6088158271216973434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/6088158271216973434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2009/08/being-broke.html' title='being broke'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SqrqreE4AyI/AAAAAAAAAcI/BE2emMw1kyE/s72-c/no_doubt_-_tragic_kingdom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-5519679361914423194</id><published>2009-07-31T18:10:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T18:51:50.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Movie Recommendation!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SnOY24wVtTI/AAAAAAAAAbM/eGYZiyzzquI/s1600-h/%28500%29-days-of-summer-33687.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SnOY24wVtTI/AAAAAAAAAbM/eGYZiyzzquI/s320/%28500%29-days-of-summer-33687.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364799649843885362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So,  I've fallen in love.  I can truly say that I've never felt such a deep connection with a film.  I saw it in theaters about a week ago.   Watching the movie, my heart would sink and actually hurt and not even 10 minutes later I would be practically peeing my pants.    There was  so many magical moments in this movie.   I think everyone in their life time plays ether Tom Hansen or Summer Finn,  I know from personal experience I have done both.  Neither is less or more painful,  but I truly think that for an individual to  feel and love with out consequence or condition you have to experience these moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The soundtrack is so perfect,  whenever I listen to it.  I'm instantly drawn back to the film.   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SnOY2gQ2CTI/AAAAAAAAAbE/H8GIQg1NIJo/s1600-h/500_days_of_summer05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SnOY2gQ2CTI/AAAAAAAAAbE/H8GIQg1NIJo/s320/500_days_of_summer05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364799643269335346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Director is Marc Webb and like many of the other film makers I love,  he began in music videos.   Directors who start in commercial work and music videos have such a different sensitivity to the film medium.   You can tell that every moment,  every second is given the same care and concern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm including the trailer in my post,  but it does not give the film justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="470" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PsD0NpFSADM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PsD0NpFSADM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="470" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-5519679361914423194?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/5519679361914423194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-movie-recommendation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/5519679361914423194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/5519679361914423194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-movie-recommendation.html' title='New Movie Recommendation!!!'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SnOY24wVtTI/AAAAAAAAAbM/eGYZiyzzquI/s72-c/%28500%29-days-of-summer-33687.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-3441719932565036741</id><published>2009-07-17T18:39:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T19:11:07.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Job Hunting Blows</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SmEomUaojUI/AAAAAAAAAaE/y3_vr0YPbJQ/s1600-h/graduates--124084871876298900.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SmEomUaojUI/AAAAAAAAAaE/y3_vr0YPbJQ/s320/graduates--124084871876298900.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359609670328159554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ssooooo&lt;/span&gt;,   I've decided I'm crazy.   I've been job hunting for about a week now.  And I have no leads.   Which in the big scheme of things isn't that big of a deal,   but I worry... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ALOT&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My student loans are on hold at the moment,  along with 87% of the country.  The amazing part is that the recession and all that has followed,  I knew was coming!!!  And I jumped off the cliff regardless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a sophomore in high school I had this teacher.   I no longer remember his name,  but I do remember he was black and had a great mustache,  similar to a 70's porn star.  It was a course on the economy,  mandatory of course because I would never in my life sign up for that class willingly.  But there was one lecture that he gave that has always stayed with me.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SmEuqtxIdpI/AAAAAAAAAaM/g6C9qq5eorg/s1600-h/1929crash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SmEuqtxIdpI/AAAAAAAAAaM/g6C9qq5eorg/s320/1929crash.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359616342922655378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"EVERY THING IS CYCLICAL"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Economy,  Fashion,  Life it self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat in the class of 17  or so and at 16 I didn't think I could give less of a shit what he had to say.  I was more worried about what route I was going to take to my locker after class to maybe cross paths of the cute guy I had a crush on.  Times were simpler then,  but I digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said in the next ten years,  the economy is going to crash.  The stock market will go,  people will loose jobs and be too in debt to live comfortably,   simple jobs will be harder to come by, and the country will go into shock.  Now to be fair that was when I was 16,  so it only took 8-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt; years.   However,  it was a close enough prediction as far as I'm concerned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;craigslist&lt;/span&gt; looking for any kind of work I can.  I even sent my resume to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Pinkberry&lt;/span&gt;, a yogurt shop, paying 9/hr.  I soon got an e-mail back stating they had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;received&lt;/span&gt; over 200 resumes for the position and were basically going to have a 5 hour job fair in which they had all the submissions pooled in one room and we would all be judged.  Needless to say,  I backed out at the last minute.   I've had a job since I was 14,   here I thought I had an amazing resume.  I can barely compete with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;high schoolers&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;looking&lt;/span&gt; for some summer income.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,  like many of the other people my age,  just getting out of college and trying to start a life of success.  I can't help but feel totally screwed.   My fingers are crossed that it doesn't take as long as the last recession to recover,  20 years and I will already be in my 40's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-3441719932565036741?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/3441719932565036741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2009/07/job-hunting-blows.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/3441719932565036741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/3441719932565036741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2009/07/job-hunting-blows.html' title='Job Hunting Blows'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SmEomUaojUI/AAAAAAAAAaE/y3_vr0YPbJQ/s72-c/graduates--124084871876298900.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-1631193954036991102</id><published>2009-07-10T10:14:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T10:52:23.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm officially in Los Angeles</title><content type='html'>So,  this has definitely been the most interesting month of my life.   I didn't think such complete chaos could have been crammed in four weeks.  Magnificent clutter and confusion.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/Sld7fZKcADI/AAAAAAAAAZU/iuUAwVrXVZo/s1600-h/Los+Angles+195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/Sld7fZKcADI/AAAAAAAAAZU/iuUAwVrXVZo/s320/Los+Angles+195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356886061041319986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/Sld7fNFgU2I/AAAAAAAAAZM/gNMWqiJLi6M/s1600-h/Los+Angles+194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/Sld7fNFgU2I/AAAAAAAAAZM/gNMWqiJLi6M/s320/Los+Angles+194.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356886057799406434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is funny in the way that it often challenges you with numerous problems all at once.  The older I get the more I learn about my individuality and how the more i try to control it,   the more rambunctious it gets.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,  a new chapter in my book has begun and I really only hope 1. That it doesn't much resemble the past few years I have spent at school and 2.  I will find some more turmoil.  It seems I tend to thrive on that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-1631193954036991102?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/1631193954036991102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-officially-in-los-angeles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/1631193954036991102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/1631193954036991102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-officially-in-los-angeles.html' title='I&apos;m officially in Los Angeles'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/Sld7fZKcADI/AAAAAAAAAZU/iuUAwVrXVZo/s72-c/Los+Angles+195.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-20937181453994637</id><published>2009-06-10T14:10:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T11:35:49.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Genetics....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I often somehow stumble in to the "nature vs nurture" argument.   As often as it is a topic of conversation,  i still have yet to figure out where the line is drawn.   If you know me at all,   you are familiar that I often resemble a hitchhiker carrying hundreds of pounds of emotional baggage on my back.  As attractive as that imagery is,  I also understand that psychological baggage is all relative. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So who do we blame and how long should we stay connected to our past, whether inherited or observed?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-20937181453994637?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/20937181453994637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2009/06/genetics.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/20937181453994637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/20937181453994637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2009/06/genetics.html' title='Genetics....'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-6733295095819101655</id><published>2009-06-05T20:08:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T20:20:04.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting to make the move.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SineywC905I/AAAAAAAAAXk/EjbOeooom8Y/s1600-h/road-trip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SineywC905I/AAAAAAAAAXk/EjbOeooom8Y/s320/road-trip.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344047396323971986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So  I leave Florida in 20 days and I'm pretty excited.   As well as scared.  I'm just gonna jump and hope that I am nimble enough to land on my feet.  I am taking one of my best friends with me in a trek across the country in my little blue toyota.  Florida to LA should take about 4 days of driving.   I've never really driven for longer than three hours consecutively so it should be quite interesting.  I've been "IN" cars for lots of road trips.  I've made a fair share of treks from CT to NC to FL,  but nothing like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is over and I now have to prepare myself for real life.  The life with out school.  I know it is often the subject of many conversations,  "what to do after college".  I've been in school for so long and I think I need to re-discover my interests,  but with the thought of looming bills and loans hanging over my head like an angsty cloud peeing on my ginnie fro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to fit my life in a small sedan has been much harder than I ever thought it would be.  I am constantly reevaluating the amount of clothes I have and trying to figure out what is REALLY necessary and what I am hanging onto for my pack rat tendencies.  And I'm heading to NC for the weekend to sort through some more shit.   Hopefully I won't take anything back with me... but I do love my scrap books.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-6733295095819101655?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/6733295095819101655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2009/06/starting-to-make-move.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/6733295095819101655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/6733295095819101655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2009/06/starting-to-make-move.html' title='Starting to make the move.....'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SineywC905I/AAAAAAAAAXk/EjbOeooom8Y/s72-c/road-trip.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-4831673628468794377</id><published>2009-05-07T08:01:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T08:13:35.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Backing it up</title><content type='html'>It's hard to imagine that this 5 year trek is almost finished.  I have so much of my life I need to catch up on.  Ironically to push my self ahead and be what I want to be,  I had to ignore myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mental capacity has dwindled.  I haven't read a book it what seems like to be forever.  My body,   has been compared to  applesauce.  And I haven't been able to live in my apt as clean as I would have liked to.  But as I back up basically my life for the past,  too many years,  I have a feeling that I will come back.  Back to my self and my life and I will be even more prepared for my next adventure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-4831673628468794377?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/4831673628468794377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2009/05/backing-it-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/4831673628468794377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/4831673628468794377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2009/05/backing-it-up.html' title='Backing it up'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-4247467189121220464</id><published>2009-04-29T11:22:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T11:31:49.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Official!</title><content type='html'>I'm Pregnant..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just kidding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;                                                                   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;                                                              I'm just graduating!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SficvNiC79I/AAAAAAAAAXc/bQJJ1B83GGI/s1600-h/Graduation1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 122px; height: 122px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SficvNiC79I/AAAAAAAAAXc/bQJJ1B83GGI/s320/Graduation1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330182493893226450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have less than a week left of schooling.  And I think it's been quite anti-climatic so far.&lt;br /&gt;Graduation is next week.   And I'm ready to bolt!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-4247467189121220464?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/4247467189121220464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-official.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/4247467189121220464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/4247467189121220464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-official.html' title='It&apos;s Official!'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SficvNiC79I/AAAAAAAAAXc/bQJJ1B83GGI/s72-c/Graduation1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-2662122981109196969</id><published>2009-04-19T22:04:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T22:06:53.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Senior Film Poster</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SewC6Gj_-LI/AAAAAAAAAW8/dJw8S18HNA8/s1600-h/mmcintos_Poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SewC6Gj_-LI/AAAAAAAAAW8/dJw8S18HNA8/s320/mmcintos_Poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326635656489728178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b315/maremuppet/?action=view&amp;amp;current=mmcintos_Poster.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-2662122981109196969?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/2662122981109196969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2009/04/senior-film-poster.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/2662122981109196969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/2662122981109196969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2009/04/senior-film-poster.html' title='Senior Film Poster'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SewC6Gj_-LI/AAAAAAAAAW8/dJw8S18HNA8/s72-c/mmcintos_Poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-6451630382676903169</id><published>2009-04-01T21:40:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T21:53:45.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kitties</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SdRDVHuWxQI/AAAAAAAAAWA/RPwF5Aje9Qw/s1600-h/sphynx-kitten.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 309px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SdRDVHuWxQI/AAAAAAAAAWA/RPwF5Aje9Qw/s320/sphynx-kitten.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319951089961190658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not everyone is a fan of cats... Every once and a while (mostly every other day)  I like to look at fluffy things.  In tough times it often helps to keep my spirit up and in this final week of thesis I need that extra push.    But oddly enough,  I did not find comfort in fluffy,  but quite the opposite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there is a plethora of animal pictures on the net,  but here are ones I found and are cute (in my eyes).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SdRDVMnxaoI/AAAAAAAAAV4/WRU-I-juM5U/s1600-h/PersianandSphynx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SdRDVMnxaoI/AAAAAAAAAV4/WRU-I-juM5U/s320/PersianandSphynx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319951091275754114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SdRDUya_3zI/AAAAAAAAAVw/R-CwGmCOYC0/s1600-h/2_weekold_Female_Sphynx_Suki.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SdRDUya_3zI/AAAAAAAAAVw/R-CwGmCOYC0/s320/2_weekold_Female_Sphynx_Suki.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319951084242853682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-6451630382676903169?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/6451630382676903169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2009/04/kitties.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/6451630382676903169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/6451630382676903169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2009/04/kitties.html' title='Kitties'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SdRDVHuWxQI/AAAAAAAAAWA/RPwF5Aje9Qw/s72-c/sphynx-kitten.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-4616171787205341303</id><published>2009-03-27T18:21:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T18:30:58.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a while ago</title><content type='html'>So, I've been looking into independent projects lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The likely hood that I'm going to a studio is currently becoming less and less likey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But honestly I do like independent stuff,  or commercial work.  There is a bit more room for individual creativity.  I came across this a while ago and forgot to post it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took one full day of shooting and then two years of post production.  Yes,  I said two whole years.  Created by Bruce Branit in Kansas City it's a really nice little short. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=3365942&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=3365942&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/3365942"&gt;World Builder&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user1349603"&gt;Bruce Branit&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Independent piece number two mike just found today on Victor Navone's site.  A former Pixar employee decided to branch off onto his own and create &lt;a href="Crew972"&gt;crew972&lt;/a&gt; based in Tel-Aviv, Israel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd love to work on stuff like this.  A true combination of the two worlds.  For some reseon I appreciate this more than complete Cg movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=3435945&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=3435945&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/3435945"&gt;Adrenaline Lemmings CGI test&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user1356914"&gt;Alex Orrelle&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-4616171787205341303?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/4616171787205341303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2009/03/while-ago.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/4616171787205341303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/4616171787205341303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2009/03/while-ago.html' title='a while ago'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-7194394913889163659</id><published>2009-03-23T19:18:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T19:34:59.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Car</title><content type='html'>It is finally official!!!  My name is Marianne.  Thanks to a wonderful woman at the Danbury Clerk's office,  who I unfortunately hassled quite a bit. Thank you Brenda!!! With my intense nagging skills, I was able to turn it around in a matter of weeks!  Which is fantastic and now I can go on to getting my DL with my name spelled correctly.  I am thrilled,   it truly is the little things in life and don't let anyone ever tell you different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did buy my first car a few weeks ago,  but because of the DL incorrectness,  I decided to get everything straightened out all at once.   So,   next stop the DMV to get a DL and then I will register my new baby.  She is naked with out her poor tags.  This damn Florida pollen is pissing my off though.  I just detailed her like a week ago and she's already covered with those evil little yellow dots.   Oh well,   she won't be in FL long.. I hope.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SchEAoRStaI/AAAAAAAAAVo/N7_PXir8nMM/s1600-h/2624_507654155669_82800121_30423553_7260740_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SchEAoRStaI/AAAAAAAAAVo/N7_PXir8nMM/s320/2624_507654155669_82800121_30423553_7260740_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316574137711506850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and..... I already printed out the forms I need to get a passport.  It costs 100 bucks to get one printed,  so I'm deciding if I want to do that right away or not,  I have a few car expenses that I need to get out of the way.  I knew I was going to have to get new tires,   but I didn't know that I needed them immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this out the hard way,   when me and Mike pulled up one day (about 4 days after owning the car) and saw the tire was already low.  *sigh*  We had to get out the doughnut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it me or do cars always look sad on doughnuts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like 1/3 of the size of the other tires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is interesting the things found in a used car.  So far I've found a garage door opener, a car clip of Saint Christopher,  and while I may not be called a religious person,  I think I may keep it ( Call me superstitious if you will),  a picture of two creepy little blond boys, some pencils, markers, and lots of change (most of this was found in the trunk when replacing the flat)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-7194394913889163659?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/7194394913889163659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2009/03/first-car.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/7194394913889163659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/7194394913889163659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2009/03/first-car.html' title='First Car'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SchEAoRStaI/AAAAAAAAAVo/N7_PXir8nMM/s72-c/2624_507654155669_82800121_30423553_7260740_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-5649452065820938165</id><published>2009-03-14T14:00:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T14:08:44.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Recommendation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/Sbwctqn83kI/AAAAAAAAAVY/q7GaroLzsg4/s1600-h/taken-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/Sbwctqn83kI/AAAAAAAAAVY/q7GaroLzsg4/s320/taken-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313153231251889730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,  I saw this last week.  But I will make it today's post because I am currently waiting on a render to finish.  So besides Coraline which I saw a few weeks ago,  I haven't really gone to the theater much.  But last week me and mike decided to go on a whim and there were several movies we were considering.  Watchmen had just been released,  but I'm not much of a fan for going to see big movies opening weekend.  I often don't have the patience to deal with people.  You could say I've gotten crabby with age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/Sbwct-Dvb2I/AAAAAAAAAVg/J2n76wddnh4/s1600-h/taken.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/Sbwct-Dvb2I/AAAAAAAAAVg/J2n76wddnh4/s320/taken.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313153236468723554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But from time to time I do enjoy "I'm going to unrealistically beat your ass" movies.  So,  we decided to go with Taken.   I am generally a Liam Neeson fan,   But between this movie and his part in Love Actually( as a sorroful widdow)  man talk about not being a cookie cutter actor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't give much away,  but I will say if you have a female between the ages of 12-20, that you deeply care for,  don't go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-5649452065820938165?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/5649452065820938165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2009/03/movie-recommendation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/5649452065820938165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/5649452065820938165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2009/03/movie-recommendation.html' title='Movie Recommendation'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/Sbwctqn83kI/AAAAAAAAAVY/q7GaroLzsg4/s72-c/taken-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-258719268786794283</id><published>2009-02-26T21:06:00.005-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T10:31:52.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Deer Hunter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SaeAlnk5AfI/AAAAAAAAATA/hbN9hUcO87I/s1600-h/cap033.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SaeAlnk5AfI/AAAAAAAAATA/hbN9hUcO87I/s320/cap033.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307352069646647794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's my movie recommendation for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike brought this home from the library yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;A classic that I had never heard of,  but it has some of my favorite actors (&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000658/"&gt;Meryl Streep&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000686/"&gt;Christopher Walken&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000134/"&gt;Robert De Niro&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This film is about the preparation for two different rites of passage :  marriage and military service.&lt;br /&gt;The characte&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SaeAl8a0EZI/AAAAAAAAATI/g0Sc5Kqr1fg/s1600-h/cap032.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SaeAl8a0EZI/AAAAAAAAATI/g0Sc5Kqr1fg/s320/cap032.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307352075241525650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;rs are sent to Vietnam and you are shown the  devastation and the life alteration that happens during and after the characters return home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many beautiful acting moments in this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this picture recieved 5 Academy Awards 1978 * including Best Picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SaeAmCoLY1I/AAAAAAAAATg/62oCwRd_4KI/s1600-h/cap029.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SaeAmCoLY1I/AAAAAAAAATg/62oCwRd_4KI/s320/cap029.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307352076908192594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SaeAl0R4SlI/AAAAAAAAATQ/SZ0dSPIoBn4/s1600-h/cap031.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SaeAl0R4SlI/AAAAAAAAATQ/SZ0dSPIoBn4/s320/cap031.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307352073056569938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SaeCQB5v5EI/AAAAAAAAAUY/cVrHJSSHwNk/s1600-h/cap021.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SaeCQB5v5EI/AAAAAAAAAUY/cVrHJSSHwNk/s320/cap021.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307353897779586114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SaeBaEVcuDI/AAAAAAAAATw/RPuL2SHiMHg/s1600-h/cap027.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SaeBaEVcuDI/AAAAAAAAATw/RPuL2SHiMHg/s320/cap027.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307352970719705138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-258719268786794283?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/258719268786794283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2009/02/deer-hunter.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/258719268786794283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/258719268786794283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2009/02/deer-hunter.html' title='The Deer Hunter'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SaeAlnk5AfI/AAAAAAAAATA/hbN9hUcO87I/s72-c/cap033.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-3132936604668925855</id><published>2009-02-25T17:38:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T17:58:02.187-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Debate</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;In my cultural belief's class we often have debates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; about some of the larger controversial  battles pertaining to our society.  Today's happen to be about gay marriage and whether it was natural or not.  I have always been one ready to jump onto someone's back and gnaw off their trapezius deltoid (figuratively of course)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;In &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;a debate in class today I came up with the question&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is normal synonymous with natural? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In attempt to figure this out first we mus define the two words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normal -adjective&lt;br /&gt;1. conforming to the standard or the common type ; usual ; not abnormal;  regular; natural&lt;br /&gt;2. serving to establish a standard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natural -adjective&lt;br /&gt;1. existing or formed by nature (opposed to artificial)&lt;br /&gt;2. based on the state if things in nature&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(to be cont)_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="me"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dnindex" width="35"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-3132936604668925855?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/3132936604668925855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2009/02/debate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/3132936604668925855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/3132936604668925855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2009/02/debate.html' title='Debate'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-4903359951983834240</id><published>2009-02-24T16:30:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T16:53:55.452-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Job Time</title><content type='html'>So,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its getting closer and closer to the time where my ass needs to find a job.&lt;br /&gt;Which in this economy is scary.  But unfortunately,  I took a semester off and I have no grace period as far as the monies go.  So,  I need a good job and I need one soon.&lt;br /&gt;Like, May 10th would be perfect.  Possibly a little later if I have to move.  My current apt is going to be bulldozed over in June,  so hopefully something before then.  But my point is company research is really coming into play now.   Unfortunately a lot of the companies I really admire and want to work for in the future are all over the globe. Which then brings me to my "new" problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem isn't "technically new",  it started about 24 years ago.  My grandmother's name is Marianne Cea.  My mother,  being somewhat of an Italian traditionalist,  decided to name me after her mother.   The interesting part I found out is that when you are born your birth certificate is created about a month after your birth. I know my mom well and I am aware that she isn't to attentive to minute detail.  So,  like any  new mother she received my birth certificate in the mail and quickly filed it among the papers.  Unbeknown to her  was that my birth certificate was a victim of a horrifying typo.  I say horrifying because I can not imagine a pour soul with the name MarLanne.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It isn't really a weekly event to pull out the ole birth certificate and review it over an espresso and some biscotti.  So,  I found out when then printed it on my driver's license. Everything thing else I own says Marianne, except for my driver's license and birth certificate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here is the other fun part,   because I have names that are not the same,  I can not apply for a passport yet.  Which is only a problem if I ever want to travel or work in a country that is not the united states....=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Both of which are major goals in my life)  So,  for now I will call offices that don't call you back and leave messages that probably won't be answered. The ironic part is that you are given a 30 day grace period for typos and errors in birth certificates with no questions asked.  Let this be a lesson to my self,  always PROOF read!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-4903359951983834240?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/4903359951983834240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2009/02/job-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/4903359951983834240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/4903359951983834240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2009/02/job-time.html' title='Job Time'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-5405046770043754698</id><published>2009-02-20T18:50:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T18:52:39.802-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Crisis of Credit</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=3261363&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=3261363&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/3261363"&gt;The Crisis of Credit Visualized&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/jonathanjarvis"&gt;Jonathan Jarvis&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Short and Simple Story of the Credit Crisis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/3261363"&gt;http://vimeo.com/3261363&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Jonathan Jarvis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-5405046770043754698?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/5405046770043754698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2009/02/crisis-of-credit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/5405046770043754698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/5405046770043754698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2009/02/crisis-of-credit.html' title='The Crisis of Credit'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-6161575777599564504</id><published>2009-02-19T11:41:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T11:45:38.408-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Her Morning Elegance</title><content type='html'>I'm so glad stop motion is alive and well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2_HXUhShhmY&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2_HXUhShhmY&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-6161575777599564504?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/6161575777599564504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2009/02/her-morning-elegance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/6161575777599564504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/6161575777599564504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2009/02/her-morning-elegance.html' title='Her Morning Elegance'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-5860060429857083617</id><published>2009-02-18T15:58:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T18:16:32.507-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Women's Kingdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SZzA8CPtppI/AAAAAAAAAS4/rxgvA5W8JOA/s1600-h/MosuoBoatmen.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SZzA8CPtppI/AAAAAAAAAS4/rxgvA5W8JOA/s320/MosuoBoatmen.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304326598763062930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SZzA8O1pkZI/AAAAAAAAASw/26LwBm5Etxk/s1600-h/MosuoDress.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SZzA8O1pkZI/AAAAAAAAASw/26LwBm5Etxk/s320/MosuoDress.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304326602143404434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SZzA7-JoxbI/AAAAAAAAASo/xCSWjYIGAbE/s1600-h/MosuoBuddhist.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SZzA7-JoxbI/AAAAAAAAASo/xCSWjYIGAbE/s320/MosuoBuddhist.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304326597663835570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pbs.org/cgi-registry/mediaplayer/videoplayer.cgi?playeraddress=videoplayer.cgi;media=%2Ffrontlineworld%2Fchina_women_504_lo.rm%2C%2Ffrontlineworld%2Fchina_women_504_hi.rm%2C%2Ffrontlineworld%2Fchina_women_504_lo.mov%2C%2Ffrontlineworld%2Fchina_women_504_hi.mov;title=FRONTLINE%2FWorld%20.%20Rough%20Cut.%20The%20Women%27s%20Kingdom%20%7C%20PBS;playertemplate=%2Ffrontlineworld%2Frough%2Fvideotemplate1.html;description=The%20Women%27s%20Kingdom%20%289%3A36%29"&gt;The Women's Kingdom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely check out this video,  if you have 20 minutes to spare I would say watch the full version (the link I posted is only for the short version)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a link to the article if you would like to watch the longer version&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pbs.org/frontlineworld/rough/2005/07/introduction_to.html"&gt;http://www.pbs.org/frontlineworld/rough/2005/07/introduction_to.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,  basically this is a short documentary.  In southwest China there is an ancient culture called the Mosuo.  This culture is &lt;b&gt;Matrilineal&lt;/b&gt; (meaning the subject's female relatives are traced back in a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Matrilineality" title="Matrilineality"&gt;matrilineal&lt;/a&gt; line, to the total exclusion of males) .  These women find no need for marriage and are completely self sufficient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Why would you want the marriage license to handcuff yourself?" a blunt-spoken Mosuo woman named Cha Cuo asks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They practice what they call "walking marriage" in which a woman may invite a man into her hut to spend a "sweet night," but he must leave by daybreak. If a pregnancy results from this union, the child will be raised by the woman and her family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching this film was very interesting,  because I am such a skeptic of marriage.   To see a culture,   where marriage is not a mandatory course of life is puzzling.  Not that you can't do that in the United States,  but often you turn into the Cat Lady,  the Ice queen,  or a Whore.   Not many people respect the idea of not being married in the United States.  I just don't think marriage is what it used to be.   There is no longer a need to work together to figure things out,  to save the family,   to not be able to leave the farm because it is your livelihood.   Now a days if things aren't working in the marriage you can run to the courthouse and apply for divorce just as easily as you whimsically ran there to get hitched in the first place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-5860060429857083617?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/5860060429857083617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2009/02/womens-kingdom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/5860060429857083617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/5860060429857083617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2009/02/womens-kingdom.html' title='The Women&apos;s Kingdom'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SZzA8CPtppI/AAAAAAAAAS4/rxgvA5W8JOA/s72-c/MosuoBoatmen.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-3629819640080006815</id><published>2009-02-17T13:22:00.005-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T14:00:29.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Howl's Moving Castle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SZsr8Aqxu0I/AAAAAAAAARg/NXOs-Fa8Mrs/s1600-h/sailor+moon+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SZsr8Aqxu0I/AAAAAAAAARg/NXOs-Fa8Mrs/s320/sailor+moon+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303881296130456386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,   anyone who knows me,  knows that I am not big on Anime,  Manga,  or anything in that realm.  I don't know if I killed the passion when I was a preteen by watching endless episodes of Sailor Moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fighting evil by moon light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Winning Love by day light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Never running from a real fight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She is the one they call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sailor Moon....she's the one..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sailor Moon moon moon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.. I can even remember the theme song...  the things that are imprinted in your head when you are young often surprise me.   I even went as far as dressing up as Sailor Mars (the bad ass with black hair) for Halloween one year.   My mom custom made my costume. *sigh* I am fond of memory lane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,   that was initially supposed to say "I  don't like anime",  but I didn't explain it as well as I would have hoped.  OK,  so what I was going to say,  before I was rudely interrupted by my brain was...  There is a film I watch quite often,  and that usually means I watch it at least 6-10 times a year ( Don't assume that I am crazy,  I have only owned the movie for a year or so)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hayao Miyazaki is fantastic!  Different people in the animation world have different favorites.    I would say that my favorite, hands down, is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SZswRGhdL-I/AAAAAAAAAR4/kGcYvC7nFY0/s1600-h/Howls_Moving_Castle-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 174px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SZswRGhdL-I/AAAAAAAAAR4/kGcYvC7nFY0/s320/Howls_Moving_Castle-4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303886056525737954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                                             Howl's Moving Castle&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              I'm not sure if it's story,  the art,  the matte paintings,  the animation,  or just Christian Bale's voice,  but there is something so quirky and appealing about the film.  I love movies where the main character is a woman and becomes strong and independent.    The wonderful thing about this film is that the main character is turned into a 90 year old  and finds her inner strength after living in the body of an old woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SZsw0i7JFfI/AAAAAAAAASQ/nZP0HL_wi28/s1600-h/howls-moving-castle-200505310135086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SZsw0i7JFfI/AAAAAAAAASQ/nZP0HL_wi28/s320/howls-moving-castle-200505310135086.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303886665445086706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SZsw_A8NIzI/AAAAAAAAASY/6zrgW6I4W7c/s1600-h/howls-moving-castle-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SZsw_A8NIzI/AAAAAAAAASY/6zrgW6I4W7c/s320/howls-moving-castle-.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303886845301302066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the castle is so neat looking!  Who would not love a ginormous castle that just ran around the hills.  similar to an RV,  but so much fancier  0_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SZsyx5RnwsI/AAAAAAAAASg/uRyL5xPsdso/s1600-h/n6356.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SZsyx5RnwsI/AAAAAAAAASg/uRyL5xPsdso/s320/n6356.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303888818928599746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the movie is based roughly on the book,   a few hundred pages,  that I read over Christmas break.   The book was nice because like most books translated to film,  you loose a lot of the story,  because there is no time.  And the movie Pearl Harbor was a great example of not enough editing.  The general public does not like sitting for more than two hours,  and a book takes weeks to read,  so I'm sure you can do the math.   Anyway lots of my questions were answered when I read the book,  but I was left a bit unhappy because it was in fact a children's book,  so it read a little slower than I would have liked.  I often prefer books a little more complicated where I actually have to think about what I'm reading as I'm reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.  watch it,  soak in the animation and enjoy Christian Bale's voice (the one not coated in the f word)  =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-3629819640080006815?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/3629819640080006815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2009/02/howls-moving-castle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/3629819640080006815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/3629819640080006815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2009/02/howls-moving-castle.html' title='Howl&apos;s Moving Castle'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SZsr8Aqxu0I/AAAAAAAAARg/NXOs-Fa8Mrs/s72-c/sailor+moon+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-2383407309764128949</id><published>2009-02-16T14:37:00.008-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T15:19:00.335-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taxidermy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SZnzbHT2jOI/AAAAAAAAARY/jfIb-iyh7yU/s1600-h/subscribe_feb.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 136px; height: 172px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SZnzbHT2jOI/AAAAAAAAARY/jfIb-iyh7yU/s320/subscribe_feb.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303537683349802210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,  I don't know what my attraction is to weird and curious things but I have a connection to taxidermy.  I even convinced a group of fellow CA students to create a piece that encompassed it.  I ran over to borders over the weekend and picked up the most recent issue of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Bust&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And low and behold an article with a new age artist/taxidermist.   Now to be clear,  I've never been a fan of deer heads on walls or fish dipped in a hard transparent coating with their mouths open.  I have an attraction to oddities.  Chinchillas in attack mode,   A stuffed cat that sits in your kitchen on top of your refrigerator and stares at you as you grab for your weight watchers ice cream bar out of the refrigerator.  Unfortunately,  I don't have that yet,  my life size Animal Muppet (c) will have to suffice for now.&lt;br /&gt;So Sarina Brewer is my new found taxidermy idol.  It's very endearing to find someone with weird quirks similar to yours.  Hooray for the web,  and Google!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SZnyo0fJzQI/AAAAAAAAAQo/7V_yNOXAgRA/s1600-h/portrait.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 312px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SZnyo0fJzQI/AAAAAAAAAQo/7V_yNOXAgRA/s320/portrait.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303536819303468290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now,  I know you can't tell me that I haven't spiked your interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.customcreaturetaxidermy.com/"&gt;http://www.customcreaturetaxidermy.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another women who is not afraid to get her hands dirty,  I &lt;3 it! as per usual,  photos have been included!   href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SZnyo8Vw6KI/AAAAAAAAAQw/otKuACZFeoI/s1600-h/2gg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 179px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SZnyo8Vw6KI/AAAAAAAAAQw/otKuACZFeoI/s320/2gg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303536821411571874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SZnypjyQs5I/AAAAAAAAARI/zn3Un90QxEs/s1600-h/3uu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 112px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SZnypjyQs5I/AAAAAAAAARI/zn3Un90QxEs/s320/3uu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303536832000078738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SZnypWDTRgI/AAAAAAAAARA/igCTYZur7eY/s1600-h/3tt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 54px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SZnypWDTRgI/AAAAAAAAARA/igCTYZur7eY/s320/3tt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303536828313454082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SZnypBcUIvI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/nOrCVu-d4Kw/s1600-h/3bb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 62px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SZnypBcUIvI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/nOrCVu-d4Kw/s320/3bb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303536822781223666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/32311684-2383407309764128949?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/2383407309764128949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2009/02/taxidermy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/2383407309764128949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/2383407309764128949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2009/02/taxidermy.html' title='Taxidermy'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SZnzbHT2jOI/AAAAAAAAARY/jfIb-iyh7yU/s72-c/subscribe_feb.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-154612530065810979</id><published>2009-02-15T12:05:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T12:12:38.095-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Takin a break</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SZh3L3oQ54I/AAAAAAAAAPY/8jnpbQNFCUk/s1600-h/Coraline-633.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SZh3L3oQ54I/AAAAAAAAAPY/8jnpbQNFCUk/s320/Coraline-633.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303119607023855490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SZh3LnqH02I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/qCcXMkdBn-k/s1600-h/coraline-542-sxga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SZh3LnqH02I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/qCcXMkdBn-k/s320/coraline-542-sxga.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303119602736681826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SZh3LiWR9tI/AAAAAAAAAPI/060dpHSAC3o/s1600-h/coraline10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 193px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SZh3LiWR9tI/AAAAAAAAAPI/060dpHSAC3o/s320/coraline10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303119601311282898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SZh3LVlrhqI/AAAAAAAAAPA/u-M9HU3Bgzk/s1600-h/coraline09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 193px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SZh3LVlrhqI/AAAAAAAAAPA/u-M9HU3Bgzk/s320/coraline09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303119597886211746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,  thesis has begun to wear me pretty thin.   Its gotten so bad to the point that I wake up &lt;b&gt;nauseous&lt;/b&gt;.   Friday afternoon,  I took a bike ride to the theater and went to see Coraline.   Well,  let me re-phrase that.  Me and Mike took bike ride downtown for food,  and we passed the movie theater and I decided to take a mental break and watch a movie.  If you haven't gone to the theater to see this movie,  you definitely should.  I have included some pics from the film to spike your interest!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-154612530065810979?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/154612530065810979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2009/02/takin-break.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/154612530065810979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/154612530065810979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2009/02/takin-break.html' title='Takin a break'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SZh3L3oQ54I/AAAAAAAAAPY/8jnpbQNFCUk/s72-c/Coraline-633.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-5678729001027468482</id><published>2009-02-08T20:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T20:42:58.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>renders</title><content type='html'>So I've been rendering the past couple of weeks which has been quite a pain, because for whatever reason Maya doesn't like rendering my 1,000 tampon boxes... Excessive crashing makes me want to pull out my hair. However, I have had time to pa rouse around blogs other people post. One that I have fell in love with is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/"&gt;http://thepioneerwoman.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog is well written, which is a plus, because you are able to enjoy her stories, and she paints a beautiful picture of her life. (annnnddd It had pretty pictures! which is always a plus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And her house is gorgeous, in that all wood, and rustic type way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-5678729001027468482?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/5678729001027468482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2009/02/renders.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/5678729001027468482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/5678729001027468482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2009/02/renders.html' title='renders'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-432249870772984983</id><published>2009-01-19T13:07:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T13:11:51.837-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Research</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SXTr65fQcqI/AAAAAAAAANI/h6uE8iACsi0/s1600-h/lq9ktybu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SXTr65fQcqI/AAAAAAAAANI/h6uE8iACsi0/s320/lq9ktybu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293114859164037794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love some of the imagery I find when I look for Thesis reference. The following dress is constructed completely out of tampons. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other similar costumes found here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.www.commonwealthtimes.com/media/storage/paper634/news/2007/11/12/Spectrum/Wearable.Art.Sparks.Sassy.Haute.Couture-3094606.shtml"&gt;http://media.www.commonwealthtimes.com/media/storage/paper634/news/2007/11/12/Spectrum/Wearable.Art.Sparks.Sassy.Haute.Couture-3094606.shtml&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-432249870772984983?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/432249870772984983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2009/01/research.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/432249870772984983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/432249870772984983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2009/01/research.html' title='Research'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SXTr65fQcqI/AAAAAAAAANI/h6uE8iACsi0/s72-c/lq9ktybu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-7896719691015157625</id><published>2009-01-19T10:36:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:44:57.334-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Music Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='post-body entry-content'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=2480635&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=2480635&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,  I would say this is pretty up my alley.  Fun animation,  interesting transitions,  and a girl with a 300 lbs frog... you can't really go wrong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-7896719691015157625?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/7896719691015157625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2009/01/music-video.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/7896719691015157625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/7896719691015157625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2009/01/music-video.html' title='Music Video'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-2234213808273093661</id><published>2009-01-19T10:33:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:35:52.219-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apocolypse Theme</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='post-body entry-content'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://movies.apple.com/movies/focus_features/9/9-tsr_h.320.mov" hieght="280" width="320" autostart="false"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &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/32311684-2234213808273093661?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/2234213808273093661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2009/01/apocolypse-theme.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/2234213808273093661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/2234213808273093661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2009/01/apocolypse-theme.html' title='Apocolypse Theme'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-5993480052255293665</id><published>2008-12-11T13:12:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T13:17:58.687-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contact Information'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Resume'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Website'/><title type='text'>Website is up and running!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SUGDgAWA_nI/AAAAAAAAAMw/BGKOYEM6oaw/s1600-h/demotitle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 186px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SUGDgAWA_nI/AAAAAAAAAMw/BGKOYEM6oaw/s320/demotitle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278644824126324338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://webspace.ringling.edu/%7Emmcintos/"&gt;Link to my NEW Website!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-5993480052255293665?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/5993480052255293665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2008/12/website-is-up-and-running.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/5993480052255293665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/5993480052255293665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2008/12/website-is-up-and-running.html' title='Website is up and running!!!'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SUGDgAWA_nI/AAAAAAAAAMw/BGKOYEM6oaw/s72-c/demotitle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-4337043013679662463</id><published>2008-11-21T13:49:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T13:50:23.482-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Portfolio....Part III</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SSctDKM5qSI/AAAAAAAAAMA/ozAJ0otVyRw/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 157px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SScssN27f2I/AAAAAAAAALQ/39uiRK4HWG0/s200/02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271231027006373730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-2561732899585713649?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/2561732899585713649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-portfoliopart-ii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/2561732899585713649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/2561732899585713649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-portfoliopart-ii.html' title='My Portfolio....Part II'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SScstBYPvII/AAAAAAAAALo/Zkq1SPSpjU4/s72-c/05.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-8464322200002692167</id><published>2008-11-21T13:43:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T13:46:06.067-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Portfolio....Part I</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SScr66I-qBI/AAAAAAAAAKo/7mmacHiUyJs/s1600-h/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 157px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SScr66I-qBI/AAAAAAAAAKo/7mmacHiUyJs/s200/01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271230179899779090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SScr7cpmZaI/AAAAAAAAAKw/totkDet2aMk/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 157px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SScr7cpmZaI/AAAAAAAAAKw/totkDet2aMk/s200/12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271230189163406754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SScr7gmsZhI/AAAAAAAAAK4/QYwCWDXaqY8/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 157px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SScr7gmsZhI/AAAAAAAAAK4/QYwCWDXaqY8/s200/11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271230190224958994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SScr78FDbyI/AAAAAAAAALA/rR6gft29CGg/s1600-h/09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 157px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SScr78FDbyI/AAAAAAAAALA/rR6gft29CGg/s200/09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271230197600055074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SScr8WTjNuI/AAAAAAAAALI/yn8qR18UeE8/s1600-h/08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 157px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SScr8WTjNuI/AAAAAAAAALI/yn8qR18UeE8/s200/08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271230204640179938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-8464322200002692167?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8464322200002692167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-portfoliopart-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/8464322200002692167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/8464322200002692167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-portfoliopart-i.html' title='My Portfolio....Part I'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SScr66I-qBI/AAAAAAAAAKo/7mmacHiUyJs/s72-c/01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-8258465323650698492</id><published>2008-11-11T09:20:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T09:23:17.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh.. ....Mr. Rogers</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="404" height="332"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://embed.break.com/NTQ5MjI5"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://embed.break.com/NTQ5MjI5" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowScriptAccess=always width="404" height="332"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=1&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.break.com/usercontent/2008/8/Mr-Rogers-Breakdancing-549229.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-8258465323650698492?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8258465323650698492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2008/11/oh-mr-rogers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/8258465323650698492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/8258465323650698492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2008/11/oh-mr-rogers.html' title='oh.. ....Mr. Rogers'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-7751209761483645474</id><published>2008-11-08T17:00:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T17:02:47.834-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Website Soon to be Up and Running</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;So,  i'm starting my website...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;everything isn't up and working yet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;but here's a sneak peek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.ringling.edu/%7Emmcintos" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.ringling.edu/~mmcintos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Any thoughts??  Lemme know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-7751209761483645474?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/7751209761483645474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2008/11/website-soon-to-be-up-and-running.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/7751209761483645474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/7751209761483645474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2008/11/website-soon-to-be-up-and-running.html' title='Website Soon to be Up and Running'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-4618838397524911266</id><published>2008-10-20T15:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T19:33:41.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Afternoon Delight</title><content type='html'>Vote For this Animation on Ani Boom!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="405" height="335"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://api.aniboom.com/e/297132"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="sameDomain"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://api.aniboom.com/e/297132" quality="high" width="405" height="335" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-align:center;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.aniboom.com"&gt;Watch more cool animation and creative cartoons at aniBoom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-4618838397524911266?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/4618838397524911266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2008/10/afternoon-delight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/4618838397524911266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/4618838397524911266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2008/10/afternoon-delight.html' title='Afternoon Delight'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-7783806975738466287</id><published>2008-10-20T15:36:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T19:34:29.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adrian Molina</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                              This is a short I found (on my friend &lt;a href="http://vandergalien.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lindsay VanderGalien&lt;/a&gt;'s blog)  by Adrian Molina,   a story board artist in CA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's a little PSA that he created concerning California's Proposition 8, also known as the gay marriage ban. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="405" height="324"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YIMpo6gcNmg&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YIMpo6gcNmg&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="405" height="324"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-7783806975738466287?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/7783806975738466287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2008/10/adrian-molina.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/7783806975738466287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/7783806975738466287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2008/10/adrian-molina.html' title='Adrian Molina'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-1368696472986203842</id><published>2008-10-19T13:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T13:02:45.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blendtest</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid22.photobucket.com/albums/b315/maremuppet/jeffblend.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-1368696472986203842?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/1368696472986203842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2008/10/blendtest_5766.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/1368696472986203842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/1368696472986203842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2008/10/blendtest_5766.html' title='Blendtest'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-7371585077676623982</id><published>2008-10-15T19:01:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T19:04:19.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally Animating!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SPahH0dvImI/AAAAAAAAAJg/23-VmTddZV8/s1600-h/With_Lash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SPahH0dvImI/AAAAAAAAAJg/23-VmTddZV8/s320/With_Lash.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257566770716156514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm finally on to animating,  not really rendering,  but I'm working on a rendered blendtest,   this isn't the final image... I still have some tweaking to do... but it's coming along =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-7371585077676623982?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/7371585077676623982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2008/10/finally-animating.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/7371585077676623982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/7371585077676623982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2008/10/finally-animating.html' title='Finally Animating!!!!!!!'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SPahH0dvImI/AAAAAAAAAJg/23-VmTddZV8/s72-c/With_Lash.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-8999394790265058813</id><published>2008-09-21T14:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T14:57:46.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Character Head</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SNbDBPAyUhI/AAAAAAAAAJI/1ryuJkVg9_c/s1600-h/Front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SNbDBPAyUhI/AAAAAAAAAJI/1ryuJkVg9_c/s320/Front.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248596841724006930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So here is the head to my Thesis Character Jeff,  I had UVs done,   but I've made edits since,  so the textures dont match up at the moment. I'll post more soon =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SNbDBeF9PNI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/8FwQWp3It5o/s1600-h/profile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SNbDBeF9PNI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/8FwQWp3It5o/s320/profile.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248596845772225746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-8999394790265058813?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8999394790265058813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2008/09/character-head.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/8999394790265058813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/8999394790265058813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2008/09/character-head.html' title='Character Head'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/SNbDBPAyUhI/AAAAAAAAAJI/1ryuJkVg9_c/s72-c/Front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-4460578814294676726</id><published>2008-09-18T08:10:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T19:35:20.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode To Joy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='330' width='405'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/xpcUxwpOQ_A' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='330' width='405' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/xpcUxwpOQ_A'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-4460578814294676726?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/4460578814294676726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2008/09/ode-to-joy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/4460578814294676726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/4460578814294676726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2008/09/ode-to-joy.html' title='Ode To Joy'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-7224200299982452716</id><published>2008-09-18T07:21:00.010-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T07:36:58.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting Senior Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;soo,  I've finally entered the final stretch.. I'm already a month in..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Model is basically done,   I'll post soon... Until then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I found this on the "Thinking Animation Blog" Angie Jones and Jamie Oliff, two animators in LA,  always a fun blog to read and see interesting animations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                   &lt;a href="http://thinkinganimationbook.blogspot.com/"&gt;  http://thinkinganimationbook.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post-header-line-1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.nathanlove.com/Humana_Date.mov"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs_anG965tY/SM3-FH-PuhI/AAAAAAAADYk/1HM-Aan6XHE/s400/Untitled-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246128504949422610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.nathanlove.com/Humana_Fitness.mov"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs_anG965tY/SM3-Bbj4TII/AAAAAAAADYc/M6f9_8oPOCo/s400/Untitled-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246128441488067714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.nathanlove.com/Humana_PurpleSpots.mov"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs_anG965tY/SM399VHTBcI/AAAAAAAADYU/yQIBoTJnHww/s400/Untitled-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246128371038094786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.nathanlove.com/Humana_Massage.mov"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs_anG965tY/SM395FRrrsI/AAAAAAAADYM/_m7K4rco_14/s400/Untitled-4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246128298067209922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;These are animations by Nathan Love, another fun animator you should check out...                                         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nathanlove.com/"&gt;http://www.nathanlove.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-7224200299982452716?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/7224200299982452716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2008/09/starting-senior-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/7224200299982452716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/7224200299982452716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2008/09/starting-senior-year.html' title='Starting Senior Year'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs_anG965tY/SM3-FH-PuhI/AAAAAAAADYk/1HM-Aan6XHE/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-8591107842204596604</id><published>2008-02-28T19:27:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:45:47.097-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lil Chin</title><content type='html'>Taking a doodle break.....&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/R8d7unIiR8I/AAAAAAAAAHA/y2MZs9Xvs5I/s1600-h/chin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/R8d7unIiR8I/AAAAAAAAAHA/y2MZs9Xvs5I/s200/chin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172238737767286722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-8591107842204596604?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8591107842204596604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2008/02/lil-chin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/8591107842204596604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/8591107842204596604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2008/02/lil-chin.html' title='lil Chin'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/R8d7unIiR8I/AAAAAAAAAHA/y2MZs9Xvs5I/s72-c/chin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-4858132637043299600</id><published>2008-01-30T11:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:45:47.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Pass Textures.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/R6ldkp5BUjI/AAAAAAAAAFU/VFN1x5swGaw/s1600-h/FirstPass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/R6ldkp5BUjI/AAAAAAAAAFU/VFN1x5swGaw/s320/FirstPass.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163761332058673714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know If I am going to keep them,  but these are my... First Pass Textures much editing still needs to be done...but things are coming along....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/R6DPzZ5BUeI/AAAAAAAAAEg/ForgNg2r5RQ/s1600-h/FirstPassTexQuart.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-4858132637043299600?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/4858132637043299600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/4858132637043299600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/4858132637043299600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title='First Pass Textures.....'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/R6ldkp5BUjI/AAAAAAAAAFU/VFN1x5swGaw/s72-c/FirstPass.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-8413806690898284821</id><published>2008-01-30T11:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:45:47.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Character Turnaround</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/R6DPH55BUbI/AAAAAAAAAEI/N3VZCN2bYio/s1600-h/mmcintos_turnaround_copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/R6DPH55BUbI/AAAAAAAAAEI/N3VZCN2bYio/s320/mmcintos_turnaround_copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161352907672605106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="javascript:void(0)"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="javascript:void(0)" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,   here's my updated character design&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-8413806690898284821?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8413806690898284821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-character-turnaround.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/8413806690898284821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/8413806690898284821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-character-turnaround.html' title='New Character Turnaround'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/R6DPH55BUbI/AAAAAAAAAEI/N3VZCN2bYio/s72-c/mmcintos_turnaround_copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-2330167989397580736</id><published>2007-07-04T08:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:45:47.619-08:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;3 muppetss</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/Rou911JN5ZI/AAAAAAAAADg/VbD2zqT6ilY/s1600-h/Statler_Waldorf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/Rou911JN5ZI/AAAAAAAAADg/VbD2zqT6ilY/s320/Statler_Waldorf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083365336914191762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Doodle of Statler and Waldorf*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Summer is flying by and I forgot my underwear.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-2330167989397580736?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/2330167989397580736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2007/07/3-muppetss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/2330167989397580736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/2330167989397580736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2007/07/3-muppetss.html' title='&lt;3 muppetss'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/Rou911JN5ZI/AAAAAAAAADg/VbD2zqT6ilY/s72-c/Statler_Waldorf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-8315033196810045903</id><published>2007-02-11T19:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:45:47.805-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finalizing my Textures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/R6lfOZ5BUkI/AAAAAAAAAFc/pv7hiZG_yqc/s1600-h/Char_modelFirst.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/R6lfOZ5BUkI/AAAAAAAAAFc/pv7hiZG_yqc/s320/Char_modelFirst.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163763148829839938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Texturressss...........Nope I haven't done the Eyelashes yet....  sowwwrrry...... Blends and rig due this week........ AND pre-pro makes me wanna cry...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-8315033196810045903?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8315033196810045903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2007/02/finalizing-my-textures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/8315033196810045903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/8315033196810045903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2007/02/finalizing-my-textures.html' title='Finalizing my Textures'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/R6lfOZ5BUkI/AAAAAAAAAFc/pv7hiZG_yqc/s72-c/Char_modelFirst.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-4912116261213693404</id><published>2007-02-07T21:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:45:48.011-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Pass Texture</title><content type='html'>Body map finished,  Don't worry I won't keep the scary skin tone,  this is just first pass texture =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/Rcq4mzAWQ0I/AAAAAAAAACo/b1To5JaYUg8/s1600-h/Char_model_09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 227px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/Rcq4mzAWQ0I/AAAAAAAAACo/b1To5JaYUg8/s320/Char_model_09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029034910578787138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-4912116261213693404?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/4912116261213693404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2007/02/first-pass-texture.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/4912116261213693404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/4912116261213693404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2007/02/first-pass-texture.html' title='First Pass Texture'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/Rcq4mzAWQ0I/AAAAAAAAACo/b1To5JaYUg8/s72-c/Char_model_09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-926046539384261765</id><published>2007-01-28T00:24:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:45:48.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WIP-  Model Progress</title><content type='html'>So,  here's a quick screen grab of my most recent model.... should be finishing it up in the next week.  And Then it's  on to Blendshapes!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/R6lgBp5BUmI/AAAAAAAAAFs/rCGXVznccTk/s1600-h/Char_First.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/R6lgBp5BUmI/AAAAAAAAAFs/rCGXVznccTk/s320/Char_First.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163764029298135650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/RbxdFzAWQpI/AAAAAAAAAAU/jNFOIGBJlk8/s1600-h/Char_model_03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/RbxdFzAWQpI/AAAAAAAAAAU/jNFOIGBJlk8/s320/Char_model_03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024993638411027090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/RbxdGDAWQqI/AAAAAAAAAAc/9RJ-ScQZExY/s1600-h/Char_model_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/RbxdGDAWQqI/AAAAAAAAAAc/9RJ-ScQZExY/s320/Char_model_01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024993642705994402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/RbxdGDAWQrI/AAAAAAAAAAk/u9ELePcRHE0/s1600-h/Char_model_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/RbxdGDAWQrI/AAAAAAAAAAk/u9ELePcRHE0/s320/Char_model_02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024993642705994418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-926046539384261765?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/926046539384261765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2007/01/wip-model-progress.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/926046539384261765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/926046539384261765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2007/01/wip-model-progress.html' title='WIP-  Model Progress'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/R6lgBp5BUmI/AAAAAAAAAFs/rCGXVznccTk/s72-c/Char_First.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-116686874739613267</id><published>2006-12-23T02:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T02:12:27.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Next Semester's Caricature</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6616/3529/1600/350075/mmcintos_final_Caricature.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6616/3529/320/397929/mmcintos_final_Caricature.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my caricature of myself...  for next semester's model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;3 it,   It makes me laugh everytime I look at it... I hope it does the same for you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-116686874739613267?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/116686874739613267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2006/12/next-semesters-caricature.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/116686874739613267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/116686874739613267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2006/12/next-semesters-caricature.html' title='Next Semester&apos;s Caricature'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-116408407417097921</id><published>2006-11-20T20:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T20:41:14.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DrawingForAnimators</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6616/3529/1600/page08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6616/3529/320/page08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6616/3529/1600/Page05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6616/3529/320/Page05.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These are my first digital paintings.....ever... sooo..  I didn't expect greatness,   but I think they came out ok.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-116408407417097921?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/116408407417097921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2006/11/drawingforanimators.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/116408407417097921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/116408407417097921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2006/11/drawingforanimators.html' title='DrawingForAnimators'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-116079868019012825</id><published>2006-10-13T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T20:13:18.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Render Tyme</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6616/3529/1600/charshot09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6616/3529/320/charshot09.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6616/3529/1600/heroShot01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6616/3529/320/heroShot01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who doesn't like soup?????   hmmm??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I threw this together today &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick shots... I'll post the animation soooon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-116079868019012825?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/116079868019012825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2006/10/render-tyme.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/116079868019012825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/116079868019012825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2006/10/render-tyme.html' title='Render Tyme'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-116034053946675950</id><published>2006-10-08T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T20:17:06.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Animation Shot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6616/3529/1600/charshot06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6616/3529/320/charshot06.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-116034053946675950?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/116034053946675950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2006/10/quick-animation-shot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/116034053946675950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/116034053946675950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2006/10/quick-animation-shot.html' title='Quick Animation Shot'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-115931433714894516</id><published>2006-09-26T16:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T20:24:20.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmm....colors</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6616/3529/1600/fro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6616/3529/320/fro.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-115931433714894516?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/115931433714894516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2006/09/hmmmcolors.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/115931433714894516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/115931433714894516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2006/09/hmmmcolors.html' title='hmmm....colors'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-115811243245347223</id><published>2006-09-12T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T20:29:24.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>whoooppp Silhouttes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6616/3529/1600/layoutS-1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6616/3529/320/layoutS-1.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6616/3529/1600/Layout_01.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6616/3529/320/Layout_01.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-115811243245347223?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/115811243245347223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2006/09/whoooppp-silhouttes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/115811243245347223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/115811243245347223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2006/09/whoooppp-silhouttes.html' title='whoooppp Silhouttes'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32311684.post-115492787981181522</id><published>2006-08-06T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T22:17:59.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>umm... so I'm on</title><content type='html'>Work to come soon... Un fortunately Target is slowly taking away my soul... and I'm trying to get it back&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32311684-115492787981181522?l=maresplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/feeds/115492787981181522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2006/08/umm-so-im-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/115492787981181522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32311684/posts/default/115492787981181522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maresplace.blogspot.com/2006/08/umm-so-im-on.html' title='umm... so I&apos;m on'/><author><name>mmcintos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15357895910780793851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXk4PxK5P0Q/S0VtrGYqH8I/AAAAAAAAAek/JNE5fEOEUdg/S220/self+027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
