<?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-11825789</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:01:20.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 foot 8 Broadway Baby</title><subtitle type='html'>No one mourns the wicked! I'm just doing what comes naturally. why can't you behave? I wish I could go back to college. summertime. one. goodnight my someone! OUT</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scotwithonet.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11825789/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scotwithonet.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Scot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754638854345526312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11825789.post-114827069342345140</id><published>2006-05-21T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T21:04:53.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New website</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/625/975/1600/IMG_0102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/625/975/320/IMG_0102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/625/975/1600/IMG_0105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/625/975/320/IMG_0105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/625/975/1600/IMG_0101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/625/975/320/IMG_0101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God it has been a long time since I have submitted a blog entry. :) We have decided to link my blog to my all new website which will be launched next week. It's all very exciting. My new album is selling very well, and is now available at CDbaby.com, amazon.com, towerrecords.com, apple iTunes, and many other online retailers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been attending many great cabaret shows here in the city getting ready for my new show which will be opening in the fall. It's all very exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was having some wine on my balcony the other night and took the following pictures of the city. Are they not gorgeous!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11825789-114827069342345140?l=scotwithonet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scotwithonet.blogspot.com/feeds/114827069342345140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11825789&amp;postID=114827069342345140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11825789/posts/default/114827069342345140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11825789/posts/default/114827069342345140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scotwithonet.blogspot.com/2006/05/new-website.html' title='New website'/><author><name>Scot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754638854345526312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11825789.post-112663937943323540</id><published>2005-09-13T15:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T12:24:35.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fraggle Rock</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/625/975/1600/fraggle1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 151px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 102px" height="164" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/625/975/400/fraggle.jpg" width="208" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/625/975/1600/fraggle.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been way too long since I have updated my Blog, but I am so excited because Fraggle Rock has come out on DVD. I am having a viewing party at my house soon. Fraggle Rock kicks ass. Are you excited? LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11825789-112663937943323540?l=scotwithonet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scotwithonet.blogspot.com/feeds/112663937943323540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11825789&amp;postID=112663937943323540' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11825789/posts/default/112663937943323540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11825789/posts/default/112663937943323540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scotwithonet.blogspot.com/2005/09/fraggle-rock.html' title='Fraggle Rock'/><author><name>Scot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754638854345526312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11825789.post-112023914566318996</id><published>2005-07-01T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T10:32:25.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whitney and Bobby</title><content type='html'>Oh my god? Did anyone watch the new show on Bravo last night.....??&lt;br /&gt;Poor Whitney. She really has gone and lost her mind. Britney, Paris, not talent...&lt;br /&gt;Whitney could blow. Such talent, ruined. What is she thinking?&lt;br /&gt;I could not believe how nasty she was to her fans...&lt;br /&gt;She wants to have a normal life? How can she when she is that nasty.&lt;br /&gt;It's all about the karma baby. What goes around comes around...&lt;br /&gt;She really is the embarrasment in this show, not him...&lt;br /&gt;If you do not want people to bother you, you should go to a private location..&lt;br /&gt;Not walk through Atlantis in the Bahamas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Whitney, so sad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11825789-112023914566318996?l=scotwithonet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scotwithonet.blogspot.com/feeds/112023914566318996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11825789&amp;postID=112023914566318996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11825789/posts/default/112023914566318996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11825789/posts/default/112023914566318996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scotwithonet.blogspot.com/2005/07/whitney-and-bobby.html' title='Whitney and Bobby'/><author><name>Scot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754638854345526312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11825789.post-111685089686275403</id><published>2005-05-23T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T05:21:36.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The LITTLE things</title><content type='html'>My mother recently sent me this, and how true it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The 'L I. T. T. L E' things.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you might know, the head of a company survived 9/11 because his son started kindergarten that morning. Another fellow was alive because it was his turn to bring donuts. One woman was late because her alarm clock didn't go off in time. One was late because of being stuck on the NJ Turnpike because of an auto accident. One of them missed his bus. One spilled food on her clothes and had to take time to change. One's car wouldn't start. One went back to answer the telephone. One had a child that dawdled and didn't get ready as soon as he should have. One couldn't get a taxi. The one that struck me was the man who put on a new pair of shoes that morning, took the various means to get to work but before he got there, he developed a blister on his foot. He stopped at a drugstore to buy a Band-Aid. That is why he is alive today. Now when I am stuck in traffic, miss an elevator, turn back to answer a ringing telephone... All the little things that annoy me. I think to myself, this is exactly where God wants me to beat this very moment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time your morning seems to be going wrong, the children are slow getting dressed, you can't seem to find the car keys, you hit every traffic light, don't get mad or frustrated; God is at work watching over you. May God continue to bless you with all those annoying little things and may you remember their possible purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--OUT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11825789-111685089686275403?l=scotwithonet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scotwithonet.blogspot.com/feeds/111685089686275403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11825789&amp;postID=111685089686275403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11825789/posts/default/111685089686275403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11825789/posts/default/111685089686275403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scotwithonet.blogspot.com/2005/05/little-things.html' title='The LITTLE things'/><author><name>Scot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754638854345526312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11825789.post-111650927579940231</id><published>2005-05-19T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T06:27:55.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BO and CARRIE!!!</title><content type='html'>Okay so we are down to Bo and Carrie! Who do you think it will be?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11825789-111650927579940231?l=scotwithonet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scotwithonet.blogspot.com/feeds/111650927579940231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11825789&amp;postID=111650927579940231' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11825789/posts/default/111650927579940231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11825789/posts/default/111650927579940231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scotwithonet.blogspot.com/2005/05/bo-and-carrie.html' title='BO and CARRIE!!!'/><author><name>Scot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754638854345526312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11825789.post-111581289379204570</id><published>2005-05-11T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T05:02:51.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uchenna &amp; Joyce --Amazing Race</title><content type='html'>I was so excited last night when Uchenna and Joyce won the Amazing Race. They seem to be really good, honest, hard working people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the Amazing Race. It has to be one of the best reality show's out there. It is doing really well in the ratings. I think they are working on developing an Amazing Race All Stars cast. They are going to bring back all the winners so far, as well as some favorite couples like Sharla and Myrna. I can still see her carrying that cow on her back. Too much. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm off to the gym. YUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11825789-111581289379204570?l=scotwithonet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scotwithonet.blogspot.com/feeds/111581289379204570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11825789&amp;postID=111581289379204570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11825789/posts/default/111581289379204570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11825789/posts/default/111581289379204570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scotwithonet.blogspot.com/2005/05/uchenna-joyce-amazing-race.html' title='Uchenna &amp; Joyce --Amazing Race'/><author><name>Scot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754638854345526312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11825789.post-111573050331903724</id><published>2005-05-10T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T06:27:07.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from vacation</title><content type='html'>Florida was very nice. Miami is a great city. Very interesting to say the least. South Beach is a site to be seen. It's a lot like Vegas. After two days you are so ready to leave. In Miami we stayed at The Sheraton Bal Harbor beach resort which was five miles north of South Beach. We had a really nice time. The resort was beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;West Palm Beach is beautiful as well. The Breakers hotel is just breathtaking. Walking down Worth Avenue and looking at all the shops was a lot of fun as well. Here are a few pictures from the vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David was able to hang out with and meet Halle Berry and Alicia Keys. Halle of course is the leading spokeswoman for Revlon and Alicia was their entertainment at their annual NACDS meeting. I will be sure to post a picture of David,Halle and Alicia as soon as we get the pictures back. David said that Halle has to be one of the most geniune and grounded celebrities that he has met which was very nice to hear, for as well all know many are not that way. She seems like a real sweetheart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am settling back into the normal routine. Something exciting could be on the horizon, but I refuse to talk about it now. That's right, you will have to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs,&lt;br /&gt;Scot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11825789-111573050331903724?l=scotwithonet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scotwithonet.blogspot.com/feeds/111573050331903724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11825789&amp;postID=111573050331903724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11825789/posts/default/111573050331903724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11825789/posts/default/111573050331903724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scotwithonet.blogspot.com/2005/05/back-from-vacation.html' title='Back from vacation'/><author><name>Scot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754638854345526312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11825789.post-111573120706660058</id><published>2005-05-10T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T06:20:07.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/271/4460/320/DSC00425.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/271/4460/400/DSC00425.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David and me at Joe's. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11825789-111573120706660058?l=scotwithonet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scotwithonet.blogspot.com/feeds/111573120706660058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11825789&amp;postID=111573120706660058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11825789/posts/default/111573120706660058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11825789/posts/default/111573120706660058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scotwithonet.blogspot.com/2005/05/david-and-me-at-joes.html' title=''/><author><name>Scot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754638854345526312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11825789.post-111573113330024085</id><published>2005-05-10T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T06:18:53.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/271/4460/320/DSC004311.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/271/4460/400/DSC004311.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Miami's famous Joe's Stone Crab restaurant. We ate there two times. (Scot, Suzanne, David, Mike) &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11825789-111573113330024085?l=scotwithonet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scotwithonet.blogspot.com/feeds/111573113330024085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11825789&amp;postID=111573113330024085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11825789/posts/default/111573113330024085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11825789/posts/default/111573113330024085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scotwithonet.blogspot.com/2005/05/at-miamis-famous-joes-stone-crab.html' title=''/><author><name>Scot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754638854345526312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11825789.post-111573105731075223</id><published>2005-05-10T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T06:17:37.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/271/4460/320/DSC00431.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/271/4460/400/DSC00431.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some Florida Vacation Pictures. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11825789-111573105731075223?l=scotwithonet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scotwithonet.blogspot.com/feeds/111573105731075223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11825789&amp;postID=111573105731075223' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11825789/posts/default/111573105731075223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11825789/posts/default/111573105731075223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scotwithonet.blogspot.com/2005/05/some-florida-vacation-pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>Scot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754638854345526312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11825789.post-111460896089062140</id><published>2005-04-27T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T06:36:00.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation</title><content type='html'>Heading to Florida later this week for a much needed and deserved vacation. It has been over four years since I have had a REAL vacation. Why is it that we work so hard and many of us never take time for ourselves? My New Year's Resolution for 2005 was to start taking a vacation at least once a year. Lord knows we are not getting any younger. A good vacation, I believe, is essential to ones health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I going to do? Not a damn thing. Nothing. Nadda. Zilch. I am going to bask in the sun, read some good novels, and swim in the pool. Of course all while sipping on some good margarita's. This is going to be a soul cleansing vacation. I am going to ride in the convertable with the top down, throw my hands in the air, and celebrate being me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna come? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUGS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11825789-111460896089062140?l=scotwithonet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scotwithonet.blogspot.com/feeds/111460896089062140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11825789&amp;postID=111460896089062140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11825789/posts/default/111460896089062140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11825789/posts/default/111460896089062140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scotwithonet.blogspot.com/2005/04/vacation.html' title='Vacation'/><author><name>Scot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754638854345526312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11825789.post-111435080158961027</id><published>2005-04-24T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T06:59:50.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Annya</title><content type='html'>My friend Lisa gave birth last night to a little baby girl. Annya Simone. David and I are going to see her this afternoon. I am so excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Lisa's second child. Jasten, who is 15, now has a baby sister. I can only imagine how adorable this little 7 pound bundle of joy is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The father.... Ran away.... So typical.... Together for a long time... Then when he finds out she is pregnant he vanishes... Shit pisses me off. Does not even know what the word responsibility means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisa is a hope for this child. Unable to even consider giving her up, she is becoming the beacon of light who will show this sweet innocent child the ways of the world. The most un-selfish act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11825789-111435080158961027?l=scotwithonet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scotwithonet.blogspot.com/feeds/111435080158961027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11825789&amp;postID=111435080158961027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11825789/posts/default/111435080158961027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11825789/posts/default/111435080158961027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scotwithonet.blogspot.com/2005/04/baby-annya.html' title='Baby Annya'/><author><name>Scot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754638854345526312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11825789.post-111396735738540653</id><published>2005-04-19T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T20:22:37.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meredith and Gretchen</title><content type='html'>I love the Amazing Race. Sadly our boys are gone, but I was a wreck when Meredith and Gretchen found out they were still in the race. Grace, beauty, prowess, they have it all. They are the essence of love. You can feel it through the screen. David and I stood up and cheered for them. They are adorable. Love them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_Out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11825789-111396735738540653?l=scotwithonet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scotwithonet.blogspot.com/feeds/111396735738540653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11825789&amp;postID=111396735738540653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11825789/posts/default/111396735738540653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11825789/posts/default/111396735738540653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scotwithonet.blogspot.com/2005/04/meredith-and-gretchen.html' title='Meredith and Gretchen'/><author><name>Scot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754638854345526312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11825789.post-111388086200245460</id><published>2005-04-18T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T21:04:02.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dentist--Savannah</title><content type='html'>I had a dentist appointment this morning. 8 am. I am so not a morning person. NYU Dental. Real nice place. They have top of line equipment. I arrived just in time for my appointment. I did not have any coffee yet, and I was suffering from only a few hours of sleep the night before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a cute girl with her mother in the waiting room with me. Her name was Savannah. She was there for her 6 month check up. Same for me. She showed me her new shoes that she just got. Bright patton leather. She was so excited. She asked me if the dentist would give her a lollipop if her teeth were good. I laughed and told her I did not think so. Somehow candy and the dentist do not go hand in hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She then told me she was going to see Beauty and the Beast on Broadway tomorrow night. Kids. They crack me up. They just volunteer information to you and don't care if you want to know or not. It's her first Broadway show. She is so excited. She told me all about the Disney movie. I told her that she was going to love the show. Her mother saw my musical book. I was going through new material that my musical director had sent me. She asked me if I knew any songs from the show. We started to sing Belle, the opening number. Strange I remembered all the words. Savannah of course knew them all. She told me she has watched the move 45 million times. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to thinking about my first time seeing a Broadway show. I'll never forget it. She asked me if I had seen the show. I told her three times. She then of course wanted to know everything about it. I told he about the amazing transformation that the Beast goes through. How he is lifted off the stage and starts to fly around. She said people can't fly. I laughed. I told her that the theater is a magical place, and that people can fly in the theater. Her eyes widened, showing more white, and she kept asking more and more about the show. Kids! The innocence. It's beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I will probably never have any children, and I am okay with that. I love other peoples kids though. Here I was not looking forward to the dentist, and Savannah made it a great morning. I did not even get a caffeine headache from no coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will think of Savannah tomorrow night at 8pm. The lights dimming, the orchestra tuning, the anticipation of the curtain rising. I know she is going to love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--PEACE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11825789-111388086200245460?l=scotwithonet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scotwithonet.blogspot.com/feeds/111388086200245460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11825789&amp;postID=111388086200245460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11825789/posts/default/111388086200245460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11825789/posts/default/111388086200245460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scotwithonet.blogspot.com/2005/04/dentist-savannah.html' title='Dentist--Savannah'/><author><name>Scot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754638854345526312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11825789.post-111357507515531557</id><published>2005-04-15T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T06:13:46.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reality?</title><content type='html'>I got home from work last night. A long day indeed. I sat down on the couch with a glass of pinot grigio, kicked off my shoes, and turned on my TV to catch up on some shows that I have missed this week. Tivo. He's been one of my best friends for the past four years. The Amazing Race. God I want Meredith and Gretchen to win so bad. They truly amaze me. I think CBS should give them a million anyway. Hell, not a loss for them at all. Lynn and Alex. Lord help my sister's out. Just let them get in front of Mr. Red Sox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I watch The Bachelor. Lord knows why. I just like the twists this season. It amazes me how these girls fling themselves on a guy they hardly even know. None of them ever stay together. Trista and Ryan were different though. They were the only couple that you could feel through the screen. The rest, BLAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then onto The Apprentice. I don't think the Donald's show is doing to well this season. The show has lost it's pazzaz (spelling). I do love how the street smart team is kicking ass though. Find it rather amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I admit it. I am a reality TV whore. But how much of it is reality? What is reality? Why are we here? What is our purpose? Why do we meet the people who come into our lives? I try and take something away from everyone I meet. I think every person that we meet can teach us something about ourselves that we can then learn from and possibly pass on to others. Life is a crazy journey. I must admit though over the past year, I finally feel as though I am starting to get it. Coming into my own skin. No more secrets. No more lies. Just being 100% me. No one chooses life. But we can choose how to live it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--OUT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11825789-111357507515531557?l=scotwithonet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scotwithonet.blogspot.com/feeds/111357507515531557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11825789&amp;postID=111357507515531557' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11825789/posts/default/111357507515531557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11825789/posts/default/111357507515531557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scotwithonet.blogspot.com/2005/04/reality.html' title='Reality?'/><author><name>Scot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754638854345526312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11825789.post-111352876053785859</id><published>2005-04-14T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T21:06:45.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Audition</title><content type='html'>Today I attended yet another audition. A room full of Broadway baby's anxiously going through their books trying to decide what 16 bars to sing? Uptempo? Ballad? Sondheim? Schwartz? Decisions. Decisions. So much in talent in one room. It motivates me, excites me, intimidates me, drives me... I decide on If I Loved You from Carousel. The auditors sit and look at me in amazement. You'd be cast, but you're too tall. F******! What am I supposed to do? Cut off my legs? It's okay I tell myself. Christ I would play a tree. Just get me on that stage. It's where I belong. It's where I need to be. A place where I can be someone else for two hours. The theater is an amazing place. Live, uninhibited magic. It all takes place in the theater. There is nothing like it. Tomorrow is another day, another audition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11825789-111352876053785859?l=scotwithonet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scotwithonet.blogspot.com/feeds/111352876053785859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11825789&amp;postID=111352876053785859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11825789/posts/default/111352876053785859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11825789/posts/default/111352876053785859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scotwithonet.blogspot.com/2005/04/audition.html' title='Audition'/><author><name>Scot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754638854345526312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11825789.post-111227930254179253</id><published>2005-03-31T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T06:28:22.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'>britney/shmitney</title><content type='html'>My voice....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let it be heard.... I am so freakin tired of going of walking down the streets of NYC and seeing her face everywhere. Is she pregnant? Who the f*** cares? She gained a few pounds, so did I. I have never been able to understand the fascination. The girl who was molded by an industry. An industry that just thinks about the dollar at the end of the day. Synthesized voice. Nothing pure, nothing wholesome about it. Then I attend an audition and I meet people who have real, raw talent. People who struggle and fight for a dream to come true. People who really deserve the recognition. I tell myself to keep on fighting and dreaming. It will happen. Someday my voice will be heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11825789-111227930254179253?l=scotwithonet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scotwithonet.blogspot.com/feeds/111227930254179253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11825789&amp;postID=111227930254179253' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11825789/posts/default/111227930254179253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11825789/posts/default/111227930254179253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scotwithonet.blogspot.com/2005/03/britneyshmitney.html' title='britney/shmitney'/><author><name>Scot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754638854345526312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
