<?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-3046056774372776990</id><updated>2012-02-16T00:39:12.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Else About a Kooza</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingelseaboutakooza.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046056774372776990/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingelseaboutakooza.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Veronica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13161237203979814135</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>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046056774372776990.post-109232358013079393</id><published>2009-05-31T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T14:08:23.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Said What??????</title><content type='html'>This weekend the Star Squad actually had work to do, and sure enough we just almost got around to it, until we discovered the website &lt;a href="http://www.textsfromlastnight.com/"&gt;texts from last night&lt;/a&gt;. We loved it so much that we'll be featuring our very own damned and dirty messages right here. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The player:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Neon Fantasies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Astro Glider&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meteor Showers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Solar Eclipse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And special guest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bodie Smalls &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week on "I Said What????????":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4:30am &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NF: i'm at this boy's house but he fell asleep and now i'm naked drinking pacifico and smoking his weed kind of bored want to meet up?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2:14pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AG: jeff krulik is my friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3:37pm &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NF: i've been sitting on the train for 30 mins. i even have a flirtation going. and some enemies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2:02am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AG: Tits&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NF: Pussy rubbed tits&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AG: Tits with lacerations&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NF: Tits with herpes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NF: AND gonorrhea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12:07am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AG: wow. is the baby in the toilet?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2:01am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SE: hey are you still watching the oxygen network?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NF: no i've moved on to BBC America and online shopping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SE: Oh order me a snuggie i'll pay you back tomorrow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NF: should i get you some male enhacement pills too? you know you can never be too prepared&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SE: i only use the pump... get me a fire swing too, thank you so much this is really going to help me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9:43pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NF: What are you doing tonight???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BS: At dinner with maggie and some friends. What are you up to?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NF: I'm at a bar in BedStuy where Astro Glider is bartending. I want to see you tonight. I look like a picnic!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NF: Ditch them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NF: Come to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NF: I need you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NF: I'm having a seizure I need your help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NF: What kind of friend are you??? I'm having a seizure and you're not even here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10:02pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BS: Dude 90210 OUTRAGEOUS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6:31pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NF: I was blackout by the time you left. Or so I assume because I don't remember when you left. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1:41am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NF: oh my god tomorrow is 4/20!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I might have to delay my trip to DC so we can celebrate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1:07am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MS: You shouldn't have left everyone is taking pity on the girl with no friends (me) and getting me drunk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NF: Come here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MS: Haha alright but are there any hot guys?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NF: Lots. And I'm not just saying that because I want you here. Come. We'll tag team there are lots of options &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1:28am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MS: Wondering if we should just leave and not tell him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NF: Absolutely&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MS: I would not trust him with my children&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046056774372776990-109232358013079393?l=somethingelseaboutakooza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingelseaboutakooza.blogspot.com/feeds/109232358013079393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://somethingelseaboutakooza.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-said-what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046056774372776990/posts/default/109232358013079393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046056774372776990/posts/default/109232358013079393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingelseaboutakooza.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-said-what.html' title='I Said What??????'/><author><name>Veronica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13161237203979814135</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-3046056774372776990.post-3781972760087076728</id><published>2009-05-30T16:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T13:31:05.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Story About the Rise and Fall of My Self-Esteem</title><content type='html'>Today my roommate ran a half marathon. &lt;div&gt;I slept until four and read &lt;a href="http://www.textsfromlastnight.com/recent/9"&gt;texts from last night&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My roommate went to bed at 11:00 to rest up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got home at 7am and crashed on the couch because my room's too messy to sleep in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My roommate's goal for the summer is to run a full marathon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm hoping I can learn to roll a joint. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/3046056774372776990-3781972760087076728?l=somethingelseaboutakooza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingelseaboutakooza.blogspot.com/feeds/3781972760087076728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://somethingelseaboutakooza.blogspot.com/2009/05/story-about-rise-and-fall-of-my-self.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046056774372776990/posts/default/3781972760087076728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046056774372776990/posts/default/3781972760087076728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingelseaboutakooza.blogspot.com/2009/05/story-about-rise-and-fall-of-my-self.html' title='A Story About the Rise and Fall of My Self-Esteem'/><author><name>Veronica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13161237203979814135</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-3046056774372776990.post-7464698573479872850</id><published>2009-05-18T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T21:39:11.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Overheard</title><content type='html'>Welcome back! Overheard is the Star Squad's newest series, following on hits such as "On the Phone," and "Wednesday Weekly Round-Up." Here you'll find all sorts of things those wacky kids are saying over at Neon Fantasy's house (aka Star Headquarters). &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Just because he's black and he's a rapper everyone assumes he sucked the peen."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Ohhh! I thought we were talking about cinematic analogies for bi-racial babies!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"We are not your fag hags."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Why is this two years ago? Wikipedia didn't stop in 2007."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Make everyone look soft and fleshy."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Amber lighting is the sepia of real life."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I personally would want to be a veloceraptor because they're sleek like sneakers."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I'm not talking. I'm drunk."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046056774372776990-7464698573479872850?l=somethingelseaboutakooza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingelseaboutakooza.blogspot.com/feeds/7464698573479872850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://somethingelseaboutakooza.blogspot.com/2009/05/overheard.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046056774372776990/posts/default/7464698573479872850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046056774372776990/posts/default/7464698573479872850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingelseaboutakooza.blogspot.com/2009/05/overheard.html' title='Overheard'/><author><name>Veronica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13161237203979814135</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-3046056774372776990.post-5647478401986654204</id><published>2009-05-18T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T14:21:33.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Buy an Edge condominium to stimulate the economy"</title><content type='html'>Oh yeah, because the frenzy for overpriced condominiums hasn't had anything at all to do with the current economic crisis.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C7XOBAYOtcU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently they also flew a banner that read:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Sarah Palin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come Live Here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See Wall Street"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh corporate irony...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046056774372776990-5647478401986654204?l=somethingelseaboutakooza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingelseaboutakooza.blogspot.com/feeds/5647478401986654204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://somethingelseaboutakooza.blogspot.com/2009/05/buy-edge-condominium-and-stimulate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046056774372776990/posts/default/5647478401986654204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046056774372776990/posts/default/5647478401986654204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingelseaboutakooza.blogspot.com/2009/05/buy-edge-condominium-and-stimulate.html' title='&quot;Buy an Edge condominium to stimulate the economy&quot;'/><author><name>Veronica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13161237203979814135</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-3046056774372776990.post-8830721085610684192</id><published>2009-05-18T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T13:36:28.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A home for orphaned denim</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;Summer is almost here! Now, we all know what that means, all you kids cutting the legs off your jeans. So my question is, what happens to these discarded legs? What becomes of the remains from last years bold denim purchases?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I propose you send them to us! Yes send us your legs! Here at the Star Squad offices, we  have some plans to keep these lost denim boot cut jeans still alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all serious inquiries of denim leg drop offs please feel free to Email us at &lt;a href="mailto:FunWithPepper@gmail.com" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 204); "&gt;FunWithPepper@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt; for further instructions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks kids, see you in the streets in your lil shorts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046056774372776990-8830721085610684192?l=somethingelseaboutakooza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingelseaboutakooza.blogspot.com/feeds/8830721085610684192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://somethingelseaboutakooza.blogspot.com/2009/05/home-for-orphaned-denim.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046056774372776990/posts/default/8830721085610684192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046056774372776990/posts/default/8830721085610684192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingelseaboutakooza.blogspot.com/2009/05/home-for-orphaned-denim.html' title='A home for orphaned denim'/><author><name>Veronica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13161237203979814135</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-3046056774372776990.post-8563139709851245730</id><published>2009-05-18T13:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T13:35:52.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Real Housewives of New Jersey, an introduction</title><content type='html'> This weekend, the Star Squad got in on the action with a lively viewing of the show's first episode. Let's meet our cast:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the center of it all are sisters Caroline and Dina whose "blood is thicker than water" motto resulted in their marriage to a pair of brothers. Caroline, her husband and Dina's husband run one of those fancy schmancy banquet halls where they employ two of Caroline's three grown kids. Not surprisingly, those babies call on mommy to tie their shoes and knot their ties, despite not being babies at all, while child number 3, on his way to law school, gets teased for "buying books to actually read." Of course, what's to be expected from a guy whose aspirations are to be the "face of strip clubs and car washes"?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then there's good-girl Jacqueline, married to Dina and Caroline's brother, whose defining characteristics seem to be a somewhat clueless niceness and really, really big tits. Jacqueline finds herself stuck between sister-in-law Dina and friend Danielle, a recently divorced 40-something whose desperation extends beyond even the botched boob job and Michael Jackson-esque nose and the blind date with GucciModel, a man she met online who fucked her over the phone but refused to give his name (or show up to their date, it turns out).  Have to hand it to her, though, she certainly puts it allllll out there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then there's stage mom Teresa, married to an "entrepreneur" whose "in construction," who shows up at a furniture show room where everything looks the same and nothing is under $1000, and manages to drop $120,000 - IN CASH. You've got to hand it to Bravo - they don't go half assed when it comes to ethnic typecasting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stay tuned, next week we've been promised kidnappings and a Colombian cartel...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046056774372776990-8563139709851245730?l=somethingelseaboutakooza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingelseaboutakooza.blogspot.com/feeds/8563139709851245730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://somethingelseaboutakooza.blogspot.com/2009/05/real-housewives-of-new-jersey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046056774372776990/posts/default/8563139709851245730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046056774372776990/posts/default/8563139709851245730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingelseaboutakooza.blogspot.com/2009/05/real-housewives-of-new-jersey.html' title='Real Housewives of New Jersey, an introduction'/><author><name>Veronica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13161237203979814135</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-3046056774372776990.post-8210486538762925967</id><published>2009-05-17T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T19:43:11.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Weekly Round-Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;On this week's episode of the Star Squad's favorite TV show, &lt;em&gt;America's Next Top Model&lt;/em&gt; (as if we needed to clarify), Allison was still confsued, Aminat was still fierce, Teyona was still dumb, and, least surprising of all, Celia was still just too damn old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the age of 25, Ms. Celia got herself booted, despite winning the challenge and giving what seemed to be one of the better photo shoots (a fate much like that of season 8's Renee, the third woman standing, who, despite being only 20, suffered, in Tyra's eyes, a similar disability because of all that stress from raising a kid, having a husband, and, you know, life). Of course, with Celia's age bestowing upon her with both wisdom and maturity, she handled her departure with calm and reason, and graciously thanked Tyra without tears and said good-bye to the little girls that remained, while poor baby bird Allison looked on, utterly distraught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In judges' news, Paulina and others were downright shocked that Teyona couldn't dance, what with being black and all. Meanwhile, Nigel continued to undress Aminat with his eyes while Tyra continued to hate on her, presumably since she reminds Tyra of Naomi Campbell. But that's okay Tyra, we forgive you, because we too have been unreasonable when under the influence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now see here, this week's episode wasn't just same old. No, this was a very special episode. Maybe the &lt;em&gt;most&lt;/em&gt; special, because in it we found the truth. The truth about Tyra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a moment there we at the Star Squad wondered if all those over-the-top ANTM antics and Tyra's general better-than-you attitude was actually one big gag, but suddenly, this week, it dawned on us. All those inexplicable Tyraisms, the angry outbursts, the sudden moodswings: Tyra's a boozer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We thank the editors of ANTM who decided this was the week to illuminate us with shots of Tyra falling, stumbling, mumbling and trying, unsuccessfully, to keep her eyes from moving (clips to come, possibly). So thanks ANTM editors! We owe you one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEANWHILE, over on &lt;em&gt;90210&lt;/em&gt; (could CW's programming get any better?!), Dixon was justifiably upset with Silver ("It's like she has a trump card because she's bipolar."); that creepy guy told Annie that she's "a volcano waiting to explode," when what he meant to say was that he wants to explode his volcano inside of her; Adrianna freaked out because she got stressed and "took drugs," even though she only took one (unidentified) pill, which caused her so much panic that some members of the Star Squad were convinced it must have been a lethal pill, which resulted in a very anti-climactic ending; and Navid kept hanging around despite the pregnancy, the crazy AND the lack of sex (he says it's love, but shit, we here at the Star Squad are keeping it real, and we're here to tell you ain't no love good enough to be foregoing sex).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's our Wednesday round-up. Check back next week for a review of the ANTM finale! It promisex to be riveting (predictions: Allison pulls it together and gets into the final 2, miraculously delivers a stunning runway walk and wins). But what with all that alcohol flowing, who knows what'll happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046056774372776990-8210486538762925967?l=somethingelseaboutakooza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingelseaboutakooza.blogspot.com/feeds/8210486538762925967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://somethingelseaboutakooza.blogspot.com/2009/05/weekly-round-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046056774372776990/posts/default/8210486538762925967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046056774372776990/posts/default/8210486538762925967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingelseaboutakooza.blogspot.com/2009/05/weekly-round-up.html' title='The Weekly Round-Up'/><author><name>Veronica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13161237203979814135</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-3046056774372776990.post-3048207333556102212</id><published>2009-05-17T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T19:42:09.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On the Phone with Ian Ziering</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title" style="margin-top: 0.25em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 140%; font-weight: normal; line-height: 1.4em; color: rgb(204, 102, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;Well, we didn't actually get on the phone with Ian, but we did call him and it would probably have been awesome. Just last week we called Jeff Krulik (of "Heavy Metal Parking Lot" fame), but it ended similarly. Our friend request is pending - and likely dependent on whether he noticed our status update: "calling jeff krulik"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stay tuned, next time we may just get through. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046056774372776990-3048207333556102212?l=somethingelseaboutakooza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingelseaboutakooza.blogspot.com/feeds/3048207333556102212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://somethingelseaboutakooza.blogspot.com/2009/05/on-phone-with-ian-ziering.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046056774372776990/posts/default/3048207333556102212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046056774372776990/posts/default/3048207333556102212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingelseaboutakooza.blogspot.com/2009/05/on-phone-with-ian-ziering.html' title='On the Phone with Ian Ziering'/><author><name>Veronica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13161237203979814135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
