<?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-3380152617183667018</id><updated>2011-12-04T06:36:58.283-08:00</updated><category term='Introduction'/><category term='Interviews'/><title type='text'>The Atomic Bombshell Chronicles</title><subtitle type='html'>The Atomic Bombshell.. A girl on the loose! MODEL-WRITER-DESTROYER OF WORLDS! Stay tuned...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380152617183667018/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Atomic Bombshell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18218457572068106605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/St0YpIehn6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/WkGdcR1ZFG0/S220/Tony+Ward+1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380152617183667018.post-7457964399391045912</id><published>2011-12-01T12:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T06:36:58.291-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.....................................</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9bhaS5NdjHg/Ttfm92_z4QI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Usz0ZnTpvGc/s1600/2Maddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9bhaS5NdjHg/Ttfm92_z4QI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Usz0ZnTpvGc/s200/2Maddy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681263405360734466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me, but can I be you for a while?&lt;br /&gt;My dog won't bite if you sit real still&lt;br /&gt;I got the anti-Christ in the kitchen yellin' at me again&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I can hear that &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been saved again by the garbage truck&lt;br /&gt;I got something to say you know but nothing comes &lt;br /&gt;Yes I know what you think of me you never shut up&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I can hear that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what if I'm a mermaid?&lt;br /&gt;In these jeans of his with her name still on it &lt;br /&gt;Hey, but I don't care&lt;br /&gt;'Cause sometimes&lt;br /&gt;I said sometimes I hear my voice&lt;br /&gt;And it's been here&lt;br /&gt;Silent all these years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you found a girl who thinks really deep thoughts&lt;br /&gt;What's so amazing about really deep thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;Boy, you best pray that I bleed real soon&lt;br /&gt;How's that thought for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My scream got lost in a paper cup &lt;br /&gt;You think there's a heaven where&lt;br /&gt;Some screams have gone?&lt;br /&gt;I got 25 bucks and a cracker&lt;br /&gt;Do you think it's enough to get us there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years go by&lt;br /&gt;Will I still be waiting&lt;br /&gt;For somebody else to understand?&lt;br /&gt;Years go by&lt;br /&gt;If I'm stripped of my beauty&lt;br /&gt;And the orange clouds raining in my head&lt;br /&gt;Years go by&lt;br /&gt;Will I choke on my tears&lt;br /&gt;Till finally there is nothing left?&lt;br /&gt;One more casualty&lt;br /&gt;You know we're too easy, easy, easy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I love the way we communicate&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes focus on my funny lip shape&lt;br /&gt;Let's hear what you think of me now&lt;br /&gt;But baby don't look up&lt;br /&gt;The sky is falling &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your mother shows up in a nasty dress&lt;br /&gt;And it's your turn now to stand where I stand&lt;br /&gt;Everybody lookin' at you&lt;br /&gt;Here, take hold of my hand&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I can hear them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what if I'm a mermaid?&lt;br /&gt;In these jeans of yours with her name still on it&lt;br /&gt;Hey, but I don't care&lt;br /&gt;'Cause sometimes&lt;br /&gt;I said sometimes I hear my voice&lt;br /&gt;I hear my voice&lt;br /&gt;I hear my voice&lt;br /&gt;And it's been here&lt;br /&gt;Silent all these years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta love Tori.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~closed~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3380152617183667018-7457964399391045912?l=theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/7457964399391045912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380152617183667018/posts/default/7457964399391045912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380152617183667018/posts/default/7457964399391045912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html' title='.....................................'/><author><name>Atomic Bombshell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18218457572068106605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/St0YpIehn6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/WkGdcR1ZFG0/S220/Tony+Ward+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9bhaS5NdjHg/Ttfm92_z4QI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Usz0ZnTpvGc/s72-c/2Maddy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380152617183667018.post-3794102373131224189</id><published>2011-09-06T15:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T15:32:48.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>VOLATILE RELATIONSHIPS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zc6jk_BiaN0/Tmafint4KgI/AAAAAAAAAGE/3CKDdjQ4oEA/s1600/jengood2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zc6jk_BiaN0/Tmafint4KgI/AAAAAAAAAGE/3CKDdjQ4oEA/s200/jengood2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649378199708641794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is Enough, Enough?&lt;br /&gt;V O L A T I L E; means changing or changeable. Its noun form is volatility, which refers to any of several measures of instability. Adjective: tending or threatening to break out into open violence; explosive situation, fluctuate, transient.&lt;br /&gt;You may not like the person you love. The one constant you have is to agree to disagree. Both of you keep drawing lines in the sand that you say you’ll never cross instead of just being blissful and grateful that you are together. Maybe this has been your entire relationship but the&lt;br /&gt;misery is finally setting. The extreme highs and lows, depression of being with or without them, with no end in sight. Why do we do this to ourselves? Because when we&lt;br /&gt;break up, after a bit of time goes by, we only see the good times, the intimate moments that we still cherish and the weakness comes. You forget about all the arguments, who wasn’t trying in the relationship, and the lack of trust and the insecurities. It’s amazing how our minds work. How can we remember the good times outweighing the bad?  So you know it was a volatile relationship so why do we want our exes back? I’m guessing it’s fear. Fear that someone will take our place, fear of something new and unknown, fear that we may get our hearts broken or fear we will never love or be loved again.&lt;br /&gt;Q: My boyfriend and I seem to break up every three months. It’s like we are stuck in this crazy pattern of fighting, jealousy and game playing. I don’t understand why it always happens. Every time we start up again, he’s perfect. Slowly but surely, he picks fights and I feel like I am always walking on pins and needles so he doesn’t have reasons to break up. I love him and I want to be with him, Can you tell me how to get over the hump so we can have a normal relationship?&lt;br /&gt;A: Every person has their breaking point; you obviously have not reached yours. You are going to do whatever you want to do until you’ve had enough. Until you decide you want something better. I’m not saying that you both don’t care about each other. It just may be that you can’t function in a relationship without the constant push and pull. And people get away with whatever you allow them to so take back your power, say you will no longer stand for this and make a clean break. If you really feel yourself wanting to go back, give yourself a solid six months without him and then evaluate how you feel towards him. It may be that both of you like the drama or that you’re just not ready to be in a relationship. Break up, to make up may be fun but it’s a terrible dysfunctional cycle that needs to be broken.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3380152617183667018-3794102373131224189?l=theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/3794102373131224189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/2011/09/volatile-relationships.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380152617183667018/posts/default/3794102373131224189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380152617183667018/posts/default/3794102373131224189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/2011/09/volatile-relationships.html' title='VOLATILE RELATIONSHIPS'/><author><name>Atomic Bombshell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18218457572068106605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/St0YpIehn6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/WkGdcR1ZFG0/S220/Tony+Ward+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zc6jk_BiaN0/Tmafint4KgI/AAAAAAAAAGE/3CKDdjQ4oEA/s72-c/jengood2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380152617183667018.post-8808250100119835013</id><published>2011-09-06T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T15:25:55.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Contributors (onlyinatlanticcity.com)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zvHGhKt6usw/TmaduCAH7UI/AAAAAAAAAF8/SAXgGfGz-B0/s1600/Jen-185-600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 137px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zvHGhKt6usw/TmaduCAH7UI/AAAAAAAAAF8/SAXgGfGz-B0/s200/Jen-185-600.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649376196719799618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my writer's bio... Thank you onlyinatlanticcity.com!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Atomic Bombshell”- Relationship/Sex Advice Column&lt;br /&gt;Atomic Bombshell was born in Southern New Jersey. Later, moving to Los Angeles and now settled in the Philadelphia area. She describes herself as a Marvel comic book hero for women, with a disturbing sense of humor. She wrote a dating column for a local Philadelphia website called Atomic Bombshell’s Anatomically Correct Dating advice for almost 2 years before moving to internet radio. AB specializes in giving men advice from a womens perspective (where men go wrong with women). Also, she applies humor to solving your sex/dating crisis.&lt;br /&gt;Credentials: If you want credentials, write to Dr. Ruth&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Mythological Creature: Unicorn&lt;br /&gt;Beliefs: Dungeons &amp; Dragons&lt;br /&gt;Astrological Sign: Pisces&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3380152617183667018-8808250100119835013?l=theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/8808250100119835013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/2011/09/contributors-onlyinatlanticcitycom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380152617183667018/posts/default/8808250100119835013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380152617183667018/posts/default/8808250100119835013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/2011/09/contributors-onlyinatlanticcitycom.html' title='Contributors (onlyinatlanticcity.com)'/><author><name>Atomic Bombshell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18218457572068106605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/St0YpIehn6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/WkGdcR1ZFG0/S220/Tony+Ward+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zvHGhKt6usw/TmaduCAH7UI/AAAAAAAAAF8/SAXgGfGz-B0/s72-c/Jen-185-600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380152617183667018.post-7159838441979146600</id><published>2011-05-06T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T12:12:17.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream Interpretation, Anyone..?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jz-DGSlJmGE/TcRFGQNTQ8I/AAAAAAAAAFw/0agyu8cOx_o/s1600/Dream_Catcher_by_LeperMessiahx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 155px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jz-DGSlJmGE/TcRFGQNTQ8I/AAAAAAAAAFw/0agyu8cOx_o/s200/Dream_Catcher_by_LeperMessiahx.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603679810088027074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since about 2 weeks ago, I started having slightly different variations of the same dream. Last night, was probably the most vivid. I could actually hear and feel things. My dream starts with me either walking to a high cliff, that over looks the ocean or I'm already standing on it. It's late in the day but this sun isn't setting yet. I'm staring out over the ocean, looking at the sky for a few moments. The wind is so strong and loud, it's all I can hear. I feel like I'm blowing a little with the wind, so I'm trying to keep my balance. All of the sudden, I feel this ridiculously hard, push into my back/shoulder blades and I'm falling. I hit rocks on my way down. I feel like I've broken bones and I'm scraped, right before I fall so hard into the ocean. I become numb. It's really cold and dark. I can't see in the water to try to swim to the surface. I'm not even floating up. It goes on for so long that I can't hold my breath anymore. My body just starts to breathe in the water. I'm choking and gasping. I can feel myself totally slipping somewhere. Then I just wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~closed~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3380152617183667018-7159838441979146600?l=theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/7159838441979146600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/2011/05/dream-interpretation-anyone.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380152617183667018/posts/default/7159838441979146600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380152617183667018/posts/default/7159838441979146600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/2011/05/dream-interpretation-anyone.html' title='Dream Interpretation, Anyone..?'/><author><name>Atomic Bombshell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18218457572068106605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/St0YpIehn6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/WkGdcR1ZFG0/S220/Tony+Ward+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jz-DGSlJmGE/TcRFGQNTQ8I/AAAAAAAAAFw/0agyu8cOx_o/s72-c/Dream_Catcher_by_LeperMessiahx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380152617183667018.post-343049757942737551</id><published>2011-05-03T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T19:56:34.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Set the Record Straight...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ErwJaWR3be8/TcC_c_baAaI/AAAAAAAAAFo/0kajy_BT15g/s1600/222181_221353074547676_100000189550316_1041524_236824_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 198px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ErwJaWR3be8/TcC_c_baAaI/AAAAAAAAAFo/0kajy_BT15g/s200/222181_221353074547676_100000189550316_1041524_236824_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602688441232523682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No pun intended.. Okay, a li pun!! This is NOT me.. Although it is insanely creepy that it resembles me. It's Deborah Harry, circa 1970's.. But now for the party on Thursday, I'm totally doing my hair like this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~closed~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3380152617183667018-343049757942737551?l=theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/343049757942737551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/2011/05/to-set-record-straight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380152617183667018/posts/default/343049757942737551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380152617183667018/posts/default/343049757942737551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/2011/05/to-set-record-straight.html' title='To Set the Record Straight...'/><author><name>Atomic Bombshell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18218457572068106605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/St0YpIehn6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/WkGdcR1ZFG0/S220/Tony+Ward+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ErwJaWR3be8/TcC_c_baAaI/AAAAAAAAAFo/0kajy_BT15g/s72-c/222181_221353074547676_100000189550316_1041524_236824_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380152617183667018.post-4584169092840520146</id><published>2011-05-02T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T20:01:09.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bombshell Poster by Keen Imagery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2ij4BvLVtRg/Tb9vJ35z66I/AAAAAAAAAFg/w5zeVwZNIwQ/s1600/jen%2Breview.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 154px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2ij4BvLVtRg/Tb9vJ35z66I/AAAAAAAAAFg/w5zeVwZNIwQ/s200/jen%2Breview.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602318676888120226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my all time favorite pic's to be made into a POSTER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keen Imagery  &lt;br /&gt;keenimagery@gmail.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3380152617183667018-4584169092840520146?l=theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/4584169092840520146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/2011/05/bombshell-poster-by-keen-imagery.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380152617183667018/posts/default/4584169092840520146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380152617183667018/posts/default/4584169092840520146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/2011/05/bombshell-poster-by-keen-imagery.html' title='Bombshell Poster by Keen Imagery'/><author><name>Atomic Bombshell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18218457572068106605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/St0YpIehn6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/WkGdcR1ZFG0/S220/Tony+Ward+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2ij4BvLVtRg/Tb9vJ35z66I/AAAAAAAAAFg/w5zeVwZNIwQ/s72-c/jen%2Breview.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380152617183667018.post-3267432121622403101</id><published>2011-05-02T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T17:02:28.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Therapy Part I</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lKa_eRciCns/Tb9p9ZGPnkI/AAAAAAAAAFY/qBHG8PqTuAo/s1600/girls-guns-1346-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 184px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lKa_eRciCns/Tb9p9ZGPnkI/AAAAAAAAAFY/qBHG8PqTuAo/s200/girls-guns-1346-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602312964902198850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s been so long since I actually wrote a blog. Not just random words, not just chaos in a journal, or typing emails to my closest friends, trying to figure out what I’m doing wrong. I started this blog, literally on some EAT, PRAY, LOVE, meditate and you will feel better, shit but then my close friend, Chase, (Chasetheface.com, amazing writer) gave me a few rules to follow when writing;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I bleed, you bleed,&lt;br /&gt;If you made me cry, you are gonna cry&lt;br /&gt;If you lied, I'm calling you out on it&lt;br /&gt;If you fucked me over, bend over here it comes&lt;br /&gt;If you gave me a hand back up when I was down, I'll never forget you and love you unconditionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven’t TRULY decided which way this blog is going to go or how much I want to divulge of my personal life. I am sure this will be one of many. I'm doing my best to get my angel wings. Now knowing what I know and some of the hidden truths about this person, speaks oceans of myself as well. Not that I was aware of all that he was doing or is capable of, but the fact that I didn’t see it. Yet, I gave this jack-ass a free pass for his excuses and how he treated me. As a writer, you have to be honest with yourself. Especially when you are a character in your story. For character's sake, he was the King of Bullshit and I was his fool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Let’s just keep it very simple.&lt;br /&gt;1)I do believe in meditation. I can’t quiet my mind long enough to not think about if I bought the right faux eyelashes to go with my dress for my next event. Someday, I will get there and become closer to the divine. So much energy goes into thoughts, words and feelings. So, remember that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)If you’re dating a man who’s secretive, controlling, possessive and has an excuse for everything, know  that they’re his issues, not yours and most likely will have multiple women, out of his own insecurity. Please run! He will mind fuck you until you can’t see straight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)Always be honest with yourself about who you are, what you are feeling and what it is that has brought you to the place where you are now. Be kind to yourself and most of all, forgive yourself for making a bad choice. It's part of growing. Or so that's what my fortune cookie said today-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this was my little piece of therapy, to myself, for myself. Thank you, Chase Allen for always being there and my literary hero! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: There's a traditional saying that says you can't push out darkness. You can only bring in light. If you're in a closet and it's black, there's no way to sweep darkness out. The only thing you can do is ignite, illuminate somehow. And the only way to get into a darkened miserable heart is to break it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~closed~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3380152617183667018-3267432121622403101?l=theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/3267432121622403101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/2011/05/therapy-part-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380152617183667018/posts/default/3267432121622403101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380152617183667018/posts/default/3267432121622403101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/2011/05/therapy-part-i.html' title='Therapy Part I'/><author><name>Atomic Bombshell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18218457572068106605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/St0YpIehn6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/WkGdcR1ZFG0/S220/Tony+Ward+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lKa_eRciCns/Tb9p9ZGPnkI/AAAAAAAAAFY/qBHG8PqTuAo/s72-c/girls-guns-1346-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380152617183667018.post-5105587873912452234</id><published>2011-04-25T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T09:00:04.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE HOTTEST PIN-UP: SHARON TK</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5EV8azPyuWU/TbWZVsqwA2I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/lrlq5s1deQE/s1600/206503_159918867401007_100001486846574_338406_8141357_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 156px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5EV8azPyuWU/TbWZVsqwA2I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/lrlq5s1deQE/s200/206503_159918867401007_100001486846574_338406_8141357_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599550309751849826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only is she my FAVORITE faux cousin ever! But she happens to be my personal idol when it comes to modeling!!! She is mad talented, beautiful and a great cook! I love you Sharon and I'm so proud!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharon TK: Model Spotlight&lt;br /&gt;Divina Wasyl2 CommentsPinup Model Spotlight&lt;br /&gt;Share&lt;br /&gt;53&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharon TK !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet the beautiful Sharon TK. Sharon is of French Canadian origin, was born and raised in Syracuse, NY, and is a self-proclaimed “gangsta”! She stands 5′ 9″ with measurements of 32B-24-37. We had to wait a while for Sharon but greatly appreciate her taking time out for us here at the Pinup Directory! We welcome the gorgeous Sharon TK as this week’s model spotlight!&lt;br /&gt;FOR THE ENTIRE ARTICLE, PLEASE CLICK THE LINK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.pinupdirectory.com/features/pinup-model-spotlight/sharon-tk-model-spotlight/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~closed~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3380152617183667018-5105587873912452234?l=theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/5105587873912452234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/2011/04/hottest-pin-up-sharon-tk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380152617183667018/posts/default/5105587873912452234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380152617183667018/posts/default/5105587873912452234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/2011/04/hottest-pin-up-sharon-tk.html' title='THE HOTTEST PIN-UP: SHARON TK'/><author><name>Atomic Bombshell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18218457572068106605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/St0YpIehn6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/WkGdcR1ZFG0/S220/Tony+Ward+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5EV8azPyuWU/TbWZVsqwA2I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/lrlq5s1deQE/s72-c/206503_159918867401007_100001486846574_338406_8141357_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380152617183667018.post-6729712412462830072</id><published>2011-01-06T11:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T11:12:47.187-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sharon TK......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/TSYT9TaTwpI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yOgB450tuJc/s1600/SHaron.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 154px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/TSYT9TaTwpI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yOgB450tuJc/s200/SHaron.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559152733939024530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharon TK: I'm very excited to announce that I will be modeling for KN Cosmetics come March. Awesome makeup line that donates money to battered women's groups and shelters! I'm so happy and excited for the shoot we have set up with Dangerously Dolly! Check em out! http://www.kncosmeticscollections.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3380152617183667018-6729712412462830072?l=theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/6729712412462830072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/2011/01/sharon-tk.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380152617183667018/posts/default/6729712412462830072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380152617183667018/posts/default/6729712412462830072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/2011/01/sharon-tk.html' title='Sharon TK......'/><author><name>Atomic Bombshell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18218457572068106605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/St0YpIehn6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/WkGdcR1ZFG0/S220/Tony+Ward+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/TSYT9TaTwpI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yOgB450tuJc/s72-c/SHaron.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380152617183667018.post-7258243672469286321</id><published>2011-01-06T10:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T11:01:43.944-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jason Blake photoshoot featured in "Ballad Of"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/TSYRLXE7coI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Cl3aV0FDDgE/s1600/JB2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/TSYRLXE7coI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Cl3aV0FDDgE/s200/JB2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559149676906377858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please take the time to view the post in Ballad Of Magazine's blog on Jason Blake and our art work together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://balladof.co.uk/blog/featured/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://balladof.co.uk/blog/featured/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/TSYRbPo8TxI/AAAAAAAAAE8/KNnIXd9kOOo/s1600/Jason%2BBlake%2Bphoto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/TSYRbPo8TxI/AAAAAAAAAE8/KNnIXd9kOOo/s200/Jason%2BBlake%2Bphoto.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559149949787852562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3380152617183667018-7258243672469286321?l=theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/7258243672469286321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/2011/01/jason-blake-photoshoot-featured-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380152617183667018/posts/default/7258243672469286321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380152617183667018/posts/default/7258243672469286321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/2011/01/jason-blake-photoshoot-featured-in.html' title='Jason Blake photoshoot featured in &quot;Ballad Of&quot;'/><author><name>Atomic Bombshell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18218457572068106605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/St0YpIehn6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/WkGdcR1ZFG0/S220/Tony+Ward+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/TSYRLXE7coI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Cl3aV0FDDgE/s72-c/JB2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380152617183667018.post-4826279482443796223</id><published>2011-01-06T10:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T00:29:01.355-08:00</updated><title type='text'>intoxicate.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/TSYPmb3SxJI/AAAAAAAAAEk/0BiJsuR7CX0/s1600/Float.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/TSYPmb3SxJI/AAAAAAAAAEk/0BiJsuR7CX0/s200/Float.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559147943024575634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i breathe you in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your skin rushes me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smooth brown waves of warmth &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pulled far passed the under-toe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dizzy and breathless now &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heart above my head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3380152617183667018-4826279482443796223?l=theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/4826279482443796223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/2011/01/intoxicate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380152617183667018/posts/default/4826279482443796223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380152617183667018/posts/default/4826279482443796223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/2011/01/intoxicate.html' title='intoxicate.'/><author><name>Atomic Bombshell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18218457572068106605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/St0YpIehn6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/WkGdcR1ZFG0/S220/Tony+Ward+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/TSYPmb3SxJI/AAAAAAAAAEk/0BiJsuR7CX0/s72-c/Float.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380152617183667018.post-241767079347511598</id><published>2010-11-14T16:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T17:55:45.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sundays and the Urban Dictionary....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/TOCAXiAkoYI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/SMLNVnMAZyE/s1600/Blonde%2Bgal.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 88px; height: 136px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/TOCAXiAkoYI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/SMLNVnMAZyE/s200/Blonde%2Bgal.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539568683420262786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new favorite place to find my sentence enhancers is the Urban Dictionary! It really is hysterical and educational. www.urbandictionary.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few of my new favorite sentence enhancers!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bitchassness-  1. Term coined by Diddy on Making the Band. Overall stank actions towards others through words, facial expressions, and/or song. Symptoms include: thinking your better than those around you, not speaking your true feelings, throwing large amounts of shade.&lt;br /&gt;Tony: "Dont fuck up in our friendship Kile ... cause i will call u out on ur BitchAssNESS!!!" &lt;br /&gt;2.newly discovered disease running rampant, especially in the black community. &lt;br /&gt;symptoms include: &lt;br /&gt;1.punkish tendencies &lt;br /&gt;see pussy  &lt;br /&gt;2. cattiness, such as talking behind someone's back &lt;br /&gt;3. thinking highly of yourself, but only expressing it under your breath &lt;br /&gt;4.claiming "hurt feelings" when you are called out on your bullshit&lt;br /&gt;Robert of Making the Band 4 &lt;br /&gt;"Bitchassness is a disease...and it fucks shit up..." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clackwaggler-Mobile phone user (invariably female) given to inane, loud conversations with other (invariably female) users during which the phrases "Yeah" "I know" and "Did he?" will be uttered metronomically. When not talking on the phone, clackwagglers will be texting. When not texting they can be observed gripping their phones tightly, scanning them every 15 seconds waiting for them to ring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;da shiz- Only used by stupid white suburban kids that think they now are a thug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ear jacking- to listen in on somebody's conversation; to overhear;&lt;br /&gt;i was ear jacking in on my mom's conversation to hear what happened to my step-dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FO SHO!- For Sure, only with more certainty than your typical "Fa Sho". often used in conjunction with most def!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;g wizzel- homey, friend, aquaintace&lt;br /&gt;Bitch, step of my g wizzel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holla- 1. A word used to acknowledge the presence of a fellow companion 2. For a man to express interest in a particularly impressive female specimen 3. To contact via telephone&lt;br /&gt;1. Is that mah boy ova there? HOLLAAAAA! A baboonaphile-  1. A man who prefers his women to have difficulty shaving and a enough body hair to grab ahold of. 2. a male who enjoys sex with obese or ugly female partners&lt;br /&gt;A baboonaphile is often a person who possesses like symptoms found in drunken men; formerly called "beer goggles"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Watch out, I'm bout to holla at this fine bitch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m just sayin’- A phrase that is used when someone is offended by something you said. This phrase then removes all the offensiveness of the previous statement, making it all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jump off- A casual sex partner.&lt;br /&gt;Someone that you bang on occasion that you have no ties to. (Usually, one or both involved are married). Don't put any feelings into a jump off.&lt;br /&gt;Jacked-up- It roughly means "in a state of disarray" and is commonly used in the phrase "to jack someone/something up". In some cases, the meaning may be slightly altered by the fact that to get "jacked" can mean to be struck or injured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kool-aid man-a glass of juice who thinks it is ok to just bust into people's homes while they are minding their own business&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lying in Wake-When a spouse or girlfriend/boyfriend pretends to be asleep when you get home after a late night out, so they can tear you a new one when you wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minger- Someone who was not just touched by the ugly stick at birth but was battered severely with it. Anyone who does not look better to you after several strong alcoholic drinks probably fits this category. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nekkid- a playful way of saying naked. which prolly means your bein playful..which involves mouths, hands, and those parts of you are exposed thus makin you naked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ovah- part of a phrase that emphatically announces the end of any action or situation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poon ass- Adj; a dumb retard who thinks they are the shit but in reality they are the biggest pussy ever. no one really likes them and they truly have no friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rebooty-  1. A booty call made with an ex. 2. A renewed relationship with anex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slow Burn-  An insult that doesn’t sink in for awhile. (*Your stupid like your father! ~Dane Cook)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanorexia- a mental disorder wherein the afflicted person belives that one can never be too tanned. this manifests itself in the form of excessive sunning, use of sunbeds and solariums, and, in particularly unfortunate cases, extreme use of fake tan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugly stick- A stick that has the magical property of turning anyone touched with it, ugly. A beating from the ugly stick will have a much more severe effect than just a casual touch. Ugly sticks are rumoured to come from Ugly Trees, which in turn can be found clumped together in ugly forests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vajazzling- The act of applying glitter and jewels to a woman's nether regions for aesthetic purposes. The transfixion felt by the pointless wonder of vaginal glitter. *Bedazzling the cooch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whack- Lame, sorry ass, aint even legit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zillo- drunky; usually found at fraternities, and often drinks until their tongue is numb; usually not under adult supervision.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3380152617183667018-241767079347511598?l=theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/241767079347511598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/2010/11/sundays-and-urban-dictionary.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380152617183667018/posts/default/241767079347511598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380152617183667018/posts/default/241767079347511598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/2010/11/sundays-and-urban-dictionary.html' title='Sundays and the Urban Dictionary....'/><author><name>Atomic Bombshell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18218457572068106605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/St0YpIehn6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/WkGdcR1ZFG0/S220/Tony+Ward+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/TOCAXiAkoYI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/SMLNVnMAZyE/s72-c/Blonde%2Bgal.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380152617183667018.post-6845989824856088637</id><published>2010-06-10T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T00:35:00.912-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Left is always better....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/TBG6H9et7SI/AAAAAAAAAEA/GM553CdzExc/s1600/KeepLeft.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 162px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/TBG6H9et7SI/AAAAAAAAAEA/GM553CdzExc/s200/KeepLeft.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481366867411856674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random banter between myself and Comedian/Writer, Dan Ponsky...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atomic Bombshell: So an Atomic Bomb went off and I lost my funny!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Daniel Ponsky: Did it explode all over your chin?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Atomic Bombshell:  Fortunately, NO! ICK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Daniel Ponsky: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!&lt;br /&gt;I think that it is important to maintain your composure in times of stress&lt;br /&gt;Never underestimate the power of just zoning out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Atomic Bombshell:  I agree. HOWEVER, lately I have not been very graceful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Daniel Ponsky:  Maybe A D D is like God's way of saying, it's ok to not pay attention to this shit right know, cause what your seeing or hearing is bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Atomic Bombshell:  A D D sounds like fun. Where do I sign up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Daniel Ponsky:  I hear God is online, you can reach him at Kneelmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Atomic Bombshell:  God is on twitter! What are you talking about? I follow him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Daniel Ponsky:  @God? Got it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Atomic Bombshell:  He and Tony Robbins, are my fav's.. I heard they're the same person!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Daniel Ponsky:  You have to be very careful about what you post on the internet.&lt;br /&gt;People will believe anything they see or hear.&lt;br /&gt;Daniel Ponsky: I had my identity stolen once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Atomic Bombshell:  Well, Google doesn't lie!&lt;br /&gt;Atomic Bombshell : No way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Daniel Ponsky:  The bastards scanned my face and slapped it on the back of a Vietnamese black market snuff film called, "Sgt.Wilcox"&lt;br /&gt;50,000 copies sold before I found out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Atomic Bombshell:  Damn, did you get paid!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Daniel Ponsky:  I've been tied up in the courts for so many years that they have already made 10 sequels. Not a fucking dime yet&lt;br /&gt;Not a fucking yen either&lt;br /&gt;Not even a fucking fye&lt;br /&gt;or five, or whatever&lt;br /&gt;Bastards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Atomic Bombshell:  What does yen REALLY equal, anyway?&lt;br /&gt;Atomic Bombshell:  I won't buy that movie!! I'm boycotting it!&lt;br /&gt;Sounds like you could be famous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Daniel Ponsky:  It's already on YouPorn and Pornhub&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Atomic Bombshell:  You're like Tommy Lee&lt;br /&gt;Wait, are you like Tommy Lee?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Daniel Ponsky:  Half Jew and Half Black baby. The real ladies know me as Hebro.&lt;br /&gt;My junk is more long then a Neil Diamond song&lt;br /&gt;I get up in it, within it, and spin it. Like a dradle baby. Like a dradle.&lt;br /&gt;But enough talk about my blessings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atomic Bombshell:  Ahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Yes, let's move on to your gifts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Daniel Ponsky:  I have and am grateful for so many..&lt;br /&gt;Like my personality..&lt;br /&gt;My worldy deep philosophical views..&lt;br /&gt;Your breasts. &lt;br /&gt;I say I’m grateful for a great many things.&lt;br /&gt;WDI&lt;br /&gt;The lord blesses all of us I say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Atomic Bombshell:  My breasts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel Ponsky:   Blesses us all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atomic Bombshell :  You know, I miss my breasts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Daniel Ponsky:  Lovely. I follow your print work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Atomic Bombshell:  I had great ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel Ponsky :  Where did your boobies go?&lt;br /&gt;I saw dem in the pictures&lt;br /&gt;They looked good. What did you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Atomic Bombshell:  Losing weight to do shoots and fit into certain types of clothing, really was hard on the breasticles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Daniel Ponsky: Lies!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Atomic Bombshell:  Camera adds 10lbs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Daniel Ponsky:  These only pull me farther away from you and the love we share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Atomic Bombshell:  Hey, I'm sorry it looks like there's more boobage! Your heart is in my boobs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Daniel Ponsky:  You should see the Beverly Hills doctor for immediate medical attention. I know this man. I will make this happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Atomic Bombshell:  I'm willing to come back to LA at any time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Daniel Ponsky:  We are waiting for you to take your head out of your ass and come back. Do you think people on the East coast have more drama in their lives then the west coast?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atomic Bombshell:  I need to be on the LEFT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Daniel Ponsky:  I love that. It should be on a T Shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Atomic Bombshell:  People on the East Coast are waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay more hostile than LA people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Daniel Ponsky: With a map behind it pointing to LA.. LA has better weed. I know. I smoke it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Atomic Bombshell:  YES YOU DO! &lt;br /&gt;The weird thing is, most people who live in LA, aren't really from LA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Daniel Ponsky:   I know, and they can leave at any time. Really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Atomic Bombshell:  RIGHT!? Last time I was visiting my family and friends, I have to say, it's gotten more populated..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Daniel Ponsky:  And that is why you need to come back. We are running out of room and there is only so much left Besides. We miss your driving in LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atomic Bombshell:  My driving? NO you don’t! If LA falls into the ocean, it won't be because of an earthquake.. BECAUSE EVERYONE MOVED THERE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Daniel Ponsky:  I have a rope attached to Texas. You will be ok&lt;br /&gt;I also have a raft and a ninja sword so we will be safe and protected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Atomic Bombshell:  A rope attached to Texas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Daniel Ponsky:  So when LA breaks off we won’t sink into the ocean&lt;br /&gt;I have a rope attached to Texas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atomic Bombshell:  Ahhhhhhhhhh! DING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel Ponsky:   It’s a thick rope&lt;br /&gt;I stole it from an Indian..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Atomic Bombshell:  Well, don't pull too hard, we don't want another oil spill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Daniel Ponsky:  Is it drink 45 yet?&lt;br /&gt;The spill is in the Gulf of Mexico, not Texas&lt;br /&gt;We don't screw up things in Texas&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH AHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Atomic Bombshell:  Oil in Texas.. DUH!? Google!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel Ponsky:   Bombshell, I think we found your funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Atomic Bombshell:  Really? I left it in Philly. Right after I was possessed by the devil for saying douche bag! I hear it calls the devil when you say "douche bag." &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Atomic Bombshell:  We are so random.. Maybe I did join the ADD club?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Daniel Ponsky:  Nice. Every one should do that once in awhile. Its therapeutic like role playing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Atomic Bombshell:  Okay, what's my disorder today?&lt;br /&gt;My reiki lady told me the other day that I'm not grounded!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Daniel Ponsky:  You don’t have your anchor in life so how can you be grounded?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Atomic Bombshell:   Like my spirit isn't fully in my body all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel Ponsky:   It is pulling you to where you need to be LA?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atomic Bombshell:  You know, I wish I could astral project, there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel Ponsky:  Your spirit is pulling you to the Left&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Atomic Bombshell:  Left is always better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Daniel Ponsky:  Agreed!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3380152617183667018-6845989824856088637?l=theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/6845989824856088637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/2010/06/left-is-always-better.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380152617183667018/posts/default/6845989824856088637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380152617183667018/posts/default/6845989824856088637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/2010/06/left-is-always-better.html' title='Left is always better....'/><author><name>Atomic Bombshell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18218457572068106605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/St0YpIehn6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/WkGdcR1ZFG0/S220/Tony+Ward+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/TBG6H9et7SI/AAAAAAAAAEA/GM553CdzExc/s72-c/KeepLeft.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380152617183667018.post-5255602377863311775</id><published>2010-06-10T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T22:02:24.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled.. Inspired by 3 beautiful women who deserve better..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/TBG5ClLxMFI/AAAAAAAAAD4/rQTQfkf0owg/s1600/BLACKHEART.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 120px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/TBG5ClLxMFI/AAAAAAAAAD4/rQTQfkf0owg/s200/BLACKHEART.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481365675478954066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still sometimes, I think of you softly, but I will cut my hand off before I ever reach for you again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when you think you’re happy and possibly falling in love, things couldn't be any better. Your life is comfortable. Everything seems to be A-OK! Then you get bitch slapped by the universe, you lose your job, your man, your happiness, comfort and find yourself dividing up what's left of your relationship, into boxes. Just like that.. There was no rhyme or reason. People will say that one cliche thing that you don’t want to hear at that moment, "Things happen for a reason." Who really wants to hear that shit? It could be true.. You analyze over and over the series of unfortunate events that lead to the place that you are standing now. Then comes the information.. You know, the people who call you up to tell you things like "he's been cheating on you, he said it was over, and my favorite: Whoops, I slept with him but I had no idea you existed."  If you were willing to go this far to find me, then why didn't you do the research before-hand? Should I believe this drunken, sloppy, pill popping mess? As they stand there, looking into your face, telling you how beautiful you are and how they are so sorry. You're sorry? Really? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men rarely ever admit to their indiscretions. That would mean admitting that they did something wrong. No matter what, it's your fault. You didn't act right, you didn’t call, you started a fight or you were the one suspect of cheating so instead of me using my grown-ass man words to communicate, I'm going to project all of this onto you, deny everything and pretend you're the unstable, insecure one in this relationship. It's so much easier than having to admit what a douche bag I am. Note to men: this tactic is usually seen through by everyone. It's true. The only one you can convince to believe it is YOU. The woman may be temporarily insane, but her friends will ground her and once she tells her friends the story of how her heart got broken, your cover is blown. I don’t know why men think that they can hide things from women. Especially, other women. Another note to men, women NEVER keep their mouths shut. It shocks me as to what lengths a woman will dig into a man’s life. It almost makes me regret not doing it, myself. I try to give the other person the benefit of the doubt. Be fair. I believed you because you said that's how it was. I expected you to be an adult. You know, as women, we just assume after a certain age that men actually act their age.. Total myth! Some men do, and some men stay 15. Just because you act like your in highschool, doesn’t mean you can date girls in highschool! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, if you’re going to cheat, CHEAT UP! I get that you’re insecure and so you need a classless girl to make you feel high and mighty, but seriously, what’s it doing for your ego? What does this say about your integrity? Where is this going to go? There is a reason she works in a strip club.. Or better yet, there is a reason she is putting up with you and I’m not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3380152617183667018-5255602377863311775?l=theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/5255602377863311775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/2010/06/untitled-inspired-by-3-beautiful-women.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380152617183667018/posts/default/5255602377863311775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380152617183667018/posts/default/5255602377863311775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/2010/06/untitled-inspired-by-3-beautiful-women.html' title='Untitled.. Inspired by 3 beautiful women who deserve better..'/><author><name>Atomic Bombshell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18218457572068106605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/St0YpIehn6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/WkGdcR1ZFG0/S220/Tony+Ward+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/TBG5ClLxMFI/AAAAAAAAAD4/rQTQfkf0owg/s72-c/BLACKHEART.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380152617183667018.post-7633387642033246807</id><published>2010-04-30T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T06:42:04.143-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interviews'/><title type='text'>For the Love of Tommy Lee..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/S9rWg44PrII/AAAAAAAAADw/B4ILeOQgEBE/s1600/Untitled2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 147px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/S9rWg44PrII/AAAAAAAAADw/B4ILeOQgEBE/s200/Untitled2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465916958279969922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/S9rWbjWVu-I/AAAAAAAAADo/N94a_AREfE0/s1600/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 123px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/S9rWbjWVu-I/AAAAAAAAADo/N94a_AREfE0/s200/Untitled.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465916866601270242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atomic Bombshell's Anatomically Correct Dating advice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATOMIC BOMBSHELL DOES DATING Q &amp; A WITH TOMMY LEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy Lee is famous for so many things. Motley Crue, being married to 2 of the most beautiful women, Ahem, an infamous video (you know you saw it, too!)&lt;br /&gt;BUT this week on Atomic Bombshell's Anatomically Correct Dating Advice, Tommy Lee took some time out for me to do some dating Q &amp; A! The man has got so much going on these days! For those of you who don't know, Tommy Lee has become famous in the club scene as a DJ!! Tommy has been producing and mixing his own beats and touring the country with DJ AERO!! To find out if Tommy is coming to a hot-spot near you, Check his links ( http://www.tommylee.tv/ ) for dates! Not to mention, you can actually hear his new music on his myspace page. CHECK IT!!! http://www.myspace.com/tommyleetv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atomic Bombshell: What's your best approach to get a woman to go out with you?&lt;br /&gt;Tommy Lee: hahaha!..It's usually the other way around. But if im trying to get a girl to go out with me the cave man approach always works!! Pour a buncha panty remover (alchohol) down her neck hit her with yer club and drag her by the hair back to your cave!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AB: What's your opinion about a girl that has sex on the first date?&lt;br /&gt;TL: I fuckin Love her!...hahaha Just kidding! Sometimes that can be fun though when 2 people feel that way for each other, it just happens! But in general I think that you should get to know the person your about to share a very personal, deep experience with first...&lt;br /&gt;AB: Awww, that's sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AB: Texting vs. calling? Which guy are you?&lt;br /&gt;TL: Texting.....It's so impersonal but I'm really not a phone guy at all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AB: Ever break up with a girl by text or email?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TL: hahaha! naw!...that's shady!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AB: What was your worst date ever?&lt;br /&gt;TL: The only bad date I ever had was not having one! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.peta.org&lt;br /&gt;~closed~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3380152617183667018-7633387642033246807?l=theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/7633387642033246807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/2010/04/for-love-of-tommy-lee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380152617183667018/posts/default/7633387642033246807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380152617183667018/posts/default/7633387642033246807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/2010/04/for-love-of-tommy-lee.html' title='For the Love of Tommy Lee..'/><author><name>Atomic Bombshell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18218457572068106605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/St0YpIehn6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/WkGdcR1ZFG0/S220/Tony+Ward+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/S9rWg44PrII/AAAAAAAAADw/B4ILeOQgEBE/s72-c/Untitled2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380152617183667018.post-8252978659888037613</id><published>2010-04-29T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T23:09:43.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Legend of ECHO AND NARCISSUS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/S9pzs424oII/AAAAAAAAADg/wpO4zPY9-RU/s1600/Narcissus_cropped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 196px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/S9pzs424oII/AAAAAAAAADg/wpO4zPY9-RU/s200/Narcissus_cropped.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465808312781545602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a minor lesson in love.. a selfish bastard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the legend, Echo was a woodland nymph who fell in love with Narcissus, who was an uncommonly handsome but also uncommonly vain young man. He contemptuously rejected her expressions of love. She pined away and died. The god Apollo was angered by Narcissus' pride and self-satisfaction, and condemned him to die without ever knowing human love. One day, Narcissus was feeling thirsty, saw a pool of clear water nearby, and knelt beside it in order to dip his hands in the water and drink. He saw his face reflected on the surface of the water and fell in love with the reflection. Unable to win a response from the image in the water, Narcissus eventually died beside the pool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3380152617183667018-8252978659888037613?l=theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/8252978659888037613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/2010/04/legend-of-echo-and-narcissus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380152617183667018/posts/default/8252978659888037613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380152617183667018/posts/default/8252978659888037613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/2010/04/legend-of-echo-and-narcissus.html' title='The Legend of ECHO AND NARCISSUS'/><author><name>Atomic Bombshell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18218457572068106605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/St0YpIehn6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/WkGdcR1ZFG0/S220/Tony+Ward+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/S9pzs424oII/AAAAAAAAADg/wpO4zPY9-RU/s72-c/Narcissus_cropped.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380152617183667018.post-7968088681978301601</id><published>2010-04-29T01:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T19:05:23.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>About a friend...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/S9lG1AwyotI/AAAAAAAAADY/J64mUYbZj4E/s1600/blackroses-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 154px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/S9lG1AwyotI/AAAAAAAAADY/J64mUYbZj4E/s200/blackroses-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465477499342463698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Can I pull my bones together while skeletons come out of my head? (S.Sanchez)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell down a rabbit hole.. No, wait! I was SWALLOWED hole by a big, controlling, mean, man-child. With big giant demands and such discourteous behavior!! Never allowed to speak or be heard.. I say! What do I say? I can't remember.. &lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man has convinced himself you've wronged. The man has convinced himself so he projects onto you what he was doing wrong..? You're never supposed to question these things! Be quiet. You will never know what he has hidden and you can't keep his dick in your handbag..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more loving. No more kindness. No more consideration. No more words. &lt;br /&gt;Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! &lt;br /&gt;Words don't mean anything, anyway...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3380152617183667018-7968088681978301601?l=theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/7968088681978301601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/2010/04/about-friend.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380152617183667018/posts/default/7968088681978301601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380152617183667018/posts/default/7968088681978301601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/2010/04/about-friend.html' title='About a friend...'/><author><name>Atomic Bombshell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18218457572068106605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/St0YpIehn6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/WkGdcR1ZFG0/S220/Tony+Ward+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/S9lG1AwyotI/AAAAAAAAADY/J64mUYbZj4E/s72-c/blackroses-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380152617183667018.post-4892215180189002128</id><published>2010-01-25T06:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T06:25:01.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'>STREET STAR CLOTHING</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/S12oflq2aeI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ESv0yxwDt7E/s1600-h/logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 170px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/S12oflq2aeI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ESv0yxwDt7E/s320/logo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430681986319935970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the last few months, one of my favorite modeling jobs has been with STREET STAR CLOTHING. Model, Kathryn Butler and I both walked in their show a few months ago and we love their line! This week, I wanted to introduce the line to my readers and friends because you will hear me talk about them a lot in the future!! Jennifer Tavarez (VP of the company) took time out to answer some questions for my blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/S12pLmpIrUI/AAAAAAAAADI/sy8aHbvBzT8/s1600-h/Me+%26+Kat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/S12pLmpIrUI/AAAAAAAAADI/sy8aHbvBzT8/s320/Me+%26+Kat.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430682742495423810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is Street Star’s style? Street Star is designed for the fashion forward who want to stand out in the crowd. The exclusivity and uniqueness of Street Star guarantees that each piece is truly One of a Kind. Street Star takes every day clothing in an artistic and personalized direction. The company is making itself known for its creative, unique, in-house designs that can't be found anywhere else. With limited supply of each item made, trendsetters can appreciate the self- expression and individuality that STREET STAR represents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This vintage meets urban clothing line fuses together a medley of Swarovski crystals, tattoo art, embroidery, patch work and catchy sayings to make each garment unique. The exclusive collection melds together a combination of Hip Hop, Rock, Glam, Punk and Rock &amp; Roll and applies those ideas in a distinctive way to put a couture twist on mainstream street wear. Street Star is hand crafted and embellished with Genuine Swarovski crystals. No two pieces are alike, as each stone and design is hand placed and never mass produced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobby Scalia is the President, Creator and Designer of the company. Jennifer Tavarez is the Vice-President of Marketing &amp; PR. At the moment, this company is a two-man show. We do everything from the actual design and manufacturing of the clothes to marketing, advertising, fashion shows, events and sales (both retail and wholesale)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are sold exclusively online at Emoda.com and ApparelAddiction.com. Custom items can also be ordered and purchased directly from the designer at our Philadelphia location. We have had an incredible amount of sales outside of the US, including Germany, UK and Canada. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year we are striving to go nationwide, or better yet, Global. Our goal is to be in high-end boutiques in major city across the country and Canada, including: Miami, NYC, D.C, Las Vegas, LA, Atlanta and Montreal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please check out their clothing at these international online shopping sites; www.emoda.com and www.appareladdiction.com &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Jenn Tavarez for taking time out for the blog! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/S12ovkfUDwI/AAAAAAAAADA/_jCjVEdUMw8/s1600-h/StreetStar.emoda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 244px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/S12ovkfUDwI/AAAAAAAAADA/_jCjVEdUMw8/s320/StreetStar.emoda.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430682260881018626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~closed~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3380152617183667018-4892215180189002128?l=theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/4892215180189002128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/2010/01/street-star-clothing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380152617183667018/posts/default/4892215180189002128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380152617183667018/posts/default/4892215180189002128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/2010/01/street-star-clothing.html' title='STREET STAR CLOTHING'/><author><name>Atomic Bombshell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18218457572068106605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/St0YpIehn6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/WkGdcR1ZFG0/S220/Tony+Ward+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/S12oflq2aeI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ESv0yxwDt7E/s72-c/logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380152617183667018.post-6531030455817355218</id><published>2010-01-17T01:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T02:11:53.265-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I love Neil Gaiman's Sandman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/S1Ldeib_mAI/AAAAAAAAACw/aDE4dTisiys/s1600-h/morpheus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 174px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/S1Ldeib_mAI/AAAAAAAAACw/aDE4dTisiys/s320/morpheus.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427644017644902402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even so I have read this series a thousand times, I always pick one of Neil Gaiman's comics for a little inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neil Gaiman may be the Shakespeare of comics. Not that he's as good as Shakespeare, necessarily, but he may end up having a similar kind of impact. Before Shakespeare, plays were not really considered literature. They were regarded by the literary establishment of the time about the same way today's academics regard, say, television sitcoms. Or comic books. &lt;br /&gt;During his life, William Shakespeare's reputation as a poet lay primarily on his sonnets, which today are considered pretty good but not as great as his plays. It was only after he died that his very popular plays began being taken seriously as literature. It is largely because of Shakespeare that dramatists are accorded high honors in the field of letters. Ironically, Ben Jonson, who was thought of as a superior poet during Shakespeare's day, is now primarily remembered as one of the "other playwrights" of the English Renaissance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaiman has gotten more attention from the mainstream press than anybody but Art Spiegelman, and while articles about MAUS tend to treat it as a unique object, articles about Gaiman usually mention other "new voices" in comics, and point out that his major work, SANDMAN, is by no means his only contribution to the field. Some might argue that Gaiman is undeserving of such attention, that this or that favorite writer, artist or writer/artist should be hailed as the greatest, should be getting the attention. One of my English teachers thought Christopher Marlowe was twice the writer Shakespeare was, but whose name is synonymous with literary greatness? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. In any case, the important thing is that Marlowe's plays still live today - and modern playwrights like Arthur Miller are taken seriously as literary artists - because Shakespeare lifted up the whole medium through his reputation. Arguments about whether the reputation was deserved are almost pointless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion, though, my literature teacher was wrong. Sure, there are a couple of masterpieces among Marlowe's handful of plays. Perhaps if he hadn't been killed he would have been what Shakespeare was. But the breadth and depth of Shakespeare's life's work is astonishing. And it's also remarkable how few clunkers there are among his three dozen or so plays (scholars argue the exact number). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaiman exhibits the same kind of sure-handedness. Everything he puts his hand to seems to come out, at the very least, interesting and enjoyable. Below there are a few times when I disparage this or that individual story as being "weaker" than the rest. Be sure to keep in mind the context that the very worst Gaiman story (and nothing in SANDMAN represents Gaiman at his worst) still rises head and shoulders above almost all the work in his field. No, dammit, it's more than that: the worst Gaiman still rises above most published short stories, most best selling novels, most movies. He can write anything. He has written journalistic articles, television screenplays, short stories and novels, but his medium of choice is comics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY FAVORITE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Season of Mists..&lt;br /&gt;The Sandman, Dream of the Endless, girds himself for battle with Lucifer, the great fallen angel who rules Hell. After preparations worthy of a Homeric epic - or a superhero comic - Dream arrives in Hell to find it empty. Lucifer has decided he no longer wants to rule in Hell and has sent all the souls and demons elsewhere. He gives Dream the key to Hell and departs the realm, forsaking his duty as Lord of the Underworld, and leaving Dream with an unwanted burden: deciding what to do with Hell. The burden becomes even more challenging when everyone from Norse and Egyptian deities to angels and devils want to be chosen as Hell's new rulers. This book starts with a family dinner that is probably the best single introduction to the Endless as a group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~closed~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3380152617183667018-6531030455817355218?l=theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/6531030455817355218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/2010/01/why-i-love-neil-gaimans-sandman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380152617183667018/posts/default/6531030455817355218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380152617183667018/posts/default/6531030455817355218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/2010/01/why-i-love-neil-gaimans-sandman.html' title='Why I love Neil Gaiman&apos;s Sandman'/><author><name>Atomic Bombshell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18218457572068106605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/St0YpIehn6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/WkGdcR1ZFG0/S220/Tony+Ward+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/S1Ldeib_mAI/AAAAAAAAACw/aDE4dTisiys/s72-c/morpheus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380152617183667018.post-7722776635067518979</id><published>2010-01-09T15:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T15:09:28.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A girl you need to know- Kathryn Butler.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/S0kMFgXFA9I/AAAAAAAAACo/XnEeRe6otrY/s1600-h/Kat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/S0kMFgXFA9I/AAAAAAAAACo/XnEeRe6otrY/s320/Kat.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424880514870084562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you don’t, you will soon! I met her doing a fashion show for Street Star Clothing. Her make-up was the END OF LIVING!! I’m not kidding, I was so jealous! She and I were instant friends. She has so many sides to her and she makes everything more fun whenever she’s around. Not only is she beautiful, she has more guts than most men and she does WHATEVER Kathryn wants to do.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atomic Bombshell: In your own words, who is Kathryn Butler?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kathryn Butler: Kathryn Butler is a movement. She is everything. The sweetest, most genuine girl you'd meet. Sister, daughter, friend and lover. She’s driven to do it all. She’s letting the world know that you don't have to be the typical looking female to model, dance, or act. Individuality is key! And she is full of it. Showing the world the OTHER side of the industry. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Atomic Bombshell:  I always have the best time when you're around! Why do you think that is? (I will tell you if I agree with you! LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kathryn Butler:  Haha!! Aww well I ALWAYS have fun with you and all my true friends! I just like to enjoy life, if I'm out, be careless and have a good time. Get lost in the music and a nice glass of red wine. Embrace what's going on at that moment and not worry about tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Atomic Bombshell:  I never know what you are going to do next or what is about to come out of your mouth, this is why I love being around you! I need the excitement!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atomic Bombshell:  So, you were just featured in INKED Mag. The layout was awesome! (I'm still HELLA-pissed someone stole my copy!) What was the experience like and how did the opportunity come about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kathryn Butler:  I feel TERRIBLE that someone stole your copy! People can be so mean! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atomic Bombshell:  I KNOW! Jerks! Ahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kathryn Butler:  The experience was amazing. I could definitely get used to it! Haha! Having a hair stylist, mua, clothing stylist, creative director and being pampered between shots is SO fun! New York City adds to it. They actually contacted me on InkedNation.com which is a website similar to MySpace or FaceBook but aimed toward the tattoo community. They asked me to come up to NYC to their office to interview and take some test shots and a few months later called me and booked the shoot! I'm very blessed to have been given that opportunity!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Atomic Bombshell:  What do you love the most about modeling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kathryn Butler:  Being the center of attention! Haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atomic Bombshell:   Awww, me too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kathryn Butler:  But I really love just being able to show the world beauty, a different way. Letting everyone know that its ok to express yourself and be true to yourself. Modeling is fashion. Fashion is art. Art is beauty. Beauty is love. All I have is love for everyone! And I want to share it. By modeling :)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Atomic Bombshell:   What do you plan to do in 2010? (Besides give me all your make-up secrets!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kathryn Butler:   Haha, you're so cute! Of course I'll give you all my secrets ;) I plan on going farther, bigger. Colossal! I'm doing more work. I just finished being featured in two music videos for Philly’s own rapper Azizz. They're going to be hot! Might catch some people off guard but I'm into all types of music. ART! Individuality! Love it all! Also T.I.T.S. Clothing has put me on a few of their tee shirts. They're available on their website. Show support! There's going to be A LOT more coming from me this year. Just can't spill the beans yet ;) BUT you will be seeing me EVERYWHERE! Learn my name. Live it. Love it. Peace and love&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atomic Bombshell:  Please check out Kathryn in this month’s Inked Magazine! Or you might spot us out in about in Philadelphia.. YOU NEVER KNOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Photo by www.jasenhudson.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~closed~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3380152617183667018-7722776635067518979?l=theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/7722776635067518979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/2010/01/girl-you-need-to-know-kathryn-butler.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380152617183667018/posts/default/7722776635067518979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380152617183667018/posts/default/7722776635067518979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/2010/01/girl-you-need-to-know-kathryn-butler.html' title='A girl you need to know- Kathryn Butler.'/><author><name>Atomic Bombshell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18218457572068106605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/St0YpIehn6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/WkGdcR1ZFG0/S220/Tony+Ward+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/S0kMFgXFA9I/AAAAAAAAACo/XnEeRe6otrY/s72-c/Kat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380152617183667018.post-1201771922122571761</id><published>2010-01-03T18:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T21:28:07.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank Goodness it’s All Over!! Goodbye 2009!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/S0FTmuuT3uI/AAAAAAAAACg/j-aLaoQ2ITg/s1600-h/Flaming+Christmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/S0FTmuuT3uI/AAAAAAAAACg/j-aLaoQ2ITg/s320/Flaming+Christmas.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422707351173193442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a Little Quickie; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not much of a holiday person. I don’t have anything against anyone spreading their Christmas cheer. In fact, if that’s what makes children and grown people happy, AMEN! Buddy the Elf, LOVE THE GUY!! I’m just so happy that it’s all over!!! December was SUCH a rough month for so many of my close friends, myself included. I made it through without having to eat anyone’s fruit cake, no swine flu or any other flu.. (Hooray!)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have high hopes for all my friends and family in 2010. I wish everyone a very happy, prosperous, healthy and successful 2010! I look forward to all my new opportunities and projects!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*PS.. This is NOT my christmas tree! It's called sense of humor!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming Soon… Meet Model Kathryn Butler! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ~closed~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3380152617183667018-1201771922122571761?l=theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/1201771922122571761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/2010/01/thank-goodness-its-all-over-goodbye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380152617183667018/posts/default/1201771922122571761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380152617183667018/posts/default/1201771922122571761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/2010/01/thank-goodness-its-all-over-goodbye.html' title='Thank Goodness it’s All Over!! Goodbye 2009!'/><author><name>Atomic Bombshell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18218457572068106605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/St0YpIehn6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/WkGdcR1ZFG0/S220/Tony+Ward+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/S0FTmuuT3uI/AAAAAAAAACg/j-aLaoQ2ITg/s72-c/Flaming+Christmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380152617183667018.post-6431141827344048490</id><published>2009-12-25T22:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T22:34:00.669-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interviews'/><title type='text'>MEET SHARON TK-</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/SzWuJJiYJuI/AAAAAAAAACY/4xBSWV0k4iI/s1600-h/Tattoo+TK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/SzWuJJiYJuI/AAAAAAAAACY/4xBSWV0k4iI/s320/Tattoo+TK.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419429198812423906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, I did a quick Q&amp;A with my friend, Model Sharon TK. She has been published in print and online as a Fashion/Fetish/Tattoo model. I will never forget the first time I met her. I walked on to a shoot and there was this beautiful girl with piercing blue eyes, blazing red hair and cussed like Tug-Boat-Annie! I knew right then, she would be one of my favorite people!! She has an amazing spirit and a genuine heart. She is also one of my favorite models so be sure to check her out at   http://twitter.com/SharonTK or http://www.myspace.com/sharontrustkill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atomic Bombshell: So how would you describe Sharon TK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharon TK: Hmmmm, how do I not sound like an asshole and answer this question??? Ok, well here goes.. I'm obnoxious but courteous. Outspoken but shy.Vile but girly. Professional with a truck driver mouth. The best friend you'll ever have but total bitch if you wrong me. Jaded and sweet as pie. Passionate without a passion, loner &amp; lonely, daydreamer but realist..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Atomic Bombshell: What is it that you love the most about modeling? I've said it before, but for me it's therapeutic in ways I can't explain.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sharon TK: I love modeling because I can get to play the part of something I'm not but most obviously, I like having pretty pictures of myself hehe!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atomic Bombshell: ME TOO! Ahahaha! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Atomic Bombshell: Tell me something that not too many people know about you? Can you like, apply lipstick with your cleavage?? I actually used to be able to do that! I lost my talent.. And my cleavage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharon TK: Ummmm I really have golden blond hair? &lt;br /&gt;Ok, that's boring, I have no real talents like the lipstick trick since my boobs are no where near big enough for that. Ummm, I’ve been vegan for 15yrs, is that interesting? I'm also a dietitian specializing in vegetarian nutrition.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Atomic Bombshell: What is 2010 going to be like for you, (in a perfect world)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharon TK: As far as modeling goes, I plan to get into as many magazines as possible and promote the hell out of myself.  I also want to add to the collection of my rescued dogs, become a rock star with Jen aka Atomic Bombshell, and cure cancer of course! xoxoxoxoxox&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Atomic Bombshell: I’m so down with that! Thanks, Shar! xoxoxoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/SzWtiXbp4QI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Yc3Wd56MhQw/s1600-h/TK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/SzWtiXbp4QI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Yc3Wd56MhQw/s320/TK.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419428532527423746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;~closed~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3380152617183667018-6431141827344048490?l=theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/6431141827344048490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/12/meet-sharon-tk.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380152617183667018/posts/default/6431141827344048490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380152617183667018/posts/default/6431141827344048490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/12/meet-sharon-tk.html' title='MEET SHARON TK-'/><author><name>Atomic Bombshell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18218457572068106605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/St0YpIehn6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/WkGdcR1ZFG0/S220/Tony+Ward+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/SzWuJJiYJuI/AAAAAAAAACY/4xBSWV0k4iI/s72-c/Tattoo+TK.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380152617183667018.post-4187587804368839611</id><published>2009-12-19T20:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T19:31:20.624-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/Sy2vXGHWv8I/AAAAAAAAAB4/KPsEKxVQVGA/s1600-h/hearts31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417178738109890498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/Sy2vXGHWv8I/AAAAAAAAAB4/KPsEKxVQVGA/s320/hearts31.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A while back, I posted on one of my sites that I was having writers block and needed content to keep my blog going. I received quite a few emails and I decided to take my time and answer some of them on the AB Chronicles. I really appreciate those of you who took the time to email me. I’m only going to post a few today so please keep them coming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What happened to the Richard Brian Penn show? I loved listening to you guys! You have a great radio voice! Will you be back up and running soon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Thank you! We all took a break from the RBP show simply because we all had other projects that we were pursuing. I love doing radio. I hope to be more involved in radio/podcast in the future. As far as when will be doing RBP again, I don’t have an answer for you. You can email RBP directly on &lt;a href="http://www.richardbrianpenn.com/"&gt;http://www.richardbrianpenn.com/&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How did you get into modeling? My daughter is interested and I was curious how you started?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I started modeling when I was 22. I was living in Los Angeles at the time. I was walking across PCH to Santa Monica Beach, when a guy approached me and gave me his card. After checking him out and getting over my fear, I did a shoot with him. At the time, I really didn’t feel that it was for me. I never pursued it. Then, years later, my friend Abbe, who is an amazing photographer, talked me into shooting again. At that point in my life, it appealed to the artistic side of me and just kept going with it. I will say this; if you are looking into this for your child, make sure you go through a reputable agency and make sure that there is always a chaperone. ALSO, modeling can be damaging to the psyche and your self-confidence. People will talk openly about your flaws so you have to be strong enough to handle rejection and believe in yourself. Personally, this is why I was never serious about modeling. If this is something she is really interested in, these are things you have to consider.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Would you ever date anyone off the internet? It seems like there are so many ways to meet people online and it’s not just dating sites anymore. I haven’t had much luck with the old fashioned way. I feel like the internet has become the social-norm for meeting people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I think it’s about personal choice. I don’t feel that I would ever date someone from a social networking site. For me, a lot has to happen in order for me to consider dating someone. I need the entire package. The vibe, the visual, the body language exchange and see the personality, first hand. Texts, emails, internet profiles are so impersonal. A lot gets lost in translation. I often misunderstand texts from people I care about and things get taken out of context so I couldn’t IMAGINE attempting internet dating. I would also like to add that most online profiles are full of shit! People talk themselves up to project an image of themselves that is more likeable. No one ever puts things like “I manipulate women to get what I want, I suck at making calls and I will have sex with you but please note, I will still be looking for something better.” No one is that honest. On a more positive note, I do know that it has worked out well for some people. I think you should always keep your guard up, never divulge too much information about yourself and NEVER meet someone alone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again to everyone who emailed me. I hope I was helpful! Please keep them coming… (And appropriate!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coming Soon- Interview with Model Sharon TK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:atomicxbombshell@yahoo.com"&gt;atomicxbombshell@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-AB&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/3380152617183667018-4187587804368839611?l=theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/4187587804368839611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/12/while-back-i-posted-on-one-of-my-sites.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380152617183667018/posts/default/4187587804368839611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380152617183667018/posts/default/4187587804368839611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/12/while-back-i-posted-on-one-of-my-sites.html' title=''/><author><name>Atomic Bombshell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18218457572068106605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/St0YpIehn6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/WkGdcR1ZFG0/S220/Tony+Ward+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/Sy2vXGHWv8I/AAAAAAAAAB4/KPsEKxVQVGA/s72-c/hearts31.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380152617183667018.post-9050192363340867393</id><published>2009-11-24T10:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T02:29:21.508-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dating Chit-Chat with Comedian Daniel Ponsky</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/SwwrwSJCayI/AAAAAAAAABw/-K-HAlBdP_w/s1600/Ponsky.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407745361068583714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 141px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/SwwrwSJCayI/AAAAAAAAABw/-K-HAlBdP_w/s320/Ponsky.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meet Comedian Daniel Ponsky-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week I thought I would step out of the normal Q&amp;amp;A and talk about dating with a friend, Comedian/Actor/Writer, Daniel Ponsky. I thought that together, we could come up with some answers about the mysteries of dating between men and women. Why Daniel? Personally, I find him to be witty, funny and a great candidate for giving the male perspective. I think we covered a few topics during our conversation. First things first,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Atomic Bombshell:&lt;/strong&gt; So who is Daniel Ponsky?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daniel Ponsky:&lt;/strong&gt; Who is Daniel Ponsky?I'm 33 years old, and ever since I can remember I always wanted to be an entertainer. I have always loved movies and have had a knack for remembering about 50% of the dialogue in most of them.I love to cook and I think having spent 17 working years in restaurants, night clubs and bars I have earned a decent title. When I was 18, I managed my first restaurant and by the time I was 21 I had managed 5. Chinese, Mexican, Italian, and California Cuisines are a few of my favorites. I can really fuck up some good shit with a Wok and some fine cabernet...Toot Toot! I left college a semester before graduating so I could become a stand up comedian. lI wasn't good at school anyway. They teach too slow in school. I prefer the internet. It tells you anything you want to know.Where do I love going on first dates? Shopping! Ameba Records, Target, Cosco, Wal-Mart, The Mall...Hot damn, you can learn a lot about a person by the way they spend their money. It's also a great ice breaker when you can pick out ugly merchandise and talk shit about it. It tells you a lot about a personality when they can talk smack, and one thing I love is a good smack talker. I also think taking in a free softball game at your local park is a fine way to be cheaply entertained. It's not that I don't like to set the bar high when it comes to dating, but like all nice things in life, they need to be earned, so they can be appreciated and not expected. In other words, I'll drop my dime, when the time, is just fine, like good wine!I love clothes. Shopping is my forte. I don't wear the clothes, the clothes wear me...Nuff Said. I can coordinate some shit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Atomic Bombshell:&lt;/strong&gt; Do you now see why I love this guy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Atomic Bombshell:&lt;/strong&gt; SO have you thought about what the three things that mess up the preliminary dating stage?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daniel Ponsky:&lt;/strong&gt; Sure have. Men are predictable and women tend to forget this. We do one thing that reminds you of fantasy land and you get all caught up that we are your personal Fabio. We're not. This isn't a question of being right and wrong. This is about being practical.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daniel&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Ponsky:&lt;/strong&gt; Let me ask you a dating question?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AB:&lt;/strong&gt; Okay..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DP:&lt;/strong&gt; A guy takes you out for a fancy dinner and night on the town. Do you expect that level of dating from that date on?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AB:&lt;/strong&gt; Is it a first date?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DP:&lt;/strong&gt; Yes.. Or can he take you to the zoo on the second date and just buy you a hot dog? Would you feel cheated?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AB:&lt;/strong&gt; Honestly, I'm a low key, kinda gal. I think that first dates are there to make a good impression. I wouldn't EXPECT that all the time. I'm all for drinking and roller skating! I don't feel cheated at all. I like low-key. It's more real.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DP:&lt;/strong&gt; But if I don't try and show her a little bit of what I am about then if things go well, I'm going to spend the rest of my relationship in hiding. Dates should be a reflection of personality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AB:&lt;/strong&gt; I don't think you should ever try to portray an image about yourself that is not true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DP:&lt;/strong&gt; Not a measurement of financial standards. You may get it, but most women need that dollar in their face to feel secure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AB:&lt;/strong&gt; Money is great. It does provide a level of security but when it comes down to chemistry, it really has to be all there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DP:&lt;/strong&gt; For the rest of the dating world, how would you say that you know a guy is worth dating, and not just a way to kill time until someone better comes along.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AB:&lt;/strong&gt; Wow! It's really hard. I find myself asking "Is this real?" when things are going great and I really like someone. I try to see past the initial "just started dating" feelings and see what they have to offer in the long run. I look for signs of potential.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AB:&lt;/strong&gt; What about the BS games men play? Or do you think it's just women?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DP:&lt;/strong&gt; It goes both ways. Its action reaction. Eventually it doesn't matter who started playing the game, It becomes about who is going to win it. In the end, if you both cant win, then realistically your playing a bad game. I think men don't put enough out on the table in the beginning. They are afraid to open up their flaws and controversial thoughts. If they realized how important that stuff is early on, then they wouldn't waste so much of a relationships time finding it out later on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AB:&lt;/strong&gt; Yes, I wish men were more open and honest in the beginning. I think they tell half truths because they are thinking with something else. Not the head that makes sense..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DP:&lt;/strong&gt; If she's hot...Fuck yeah. It's an expression of our interlocked emotion. I know that sounds like bullshit, but sex is a comfortable way for us to express our emotions. This isn't my own thoughts, this is what most men are saying to me. Remember, I'm also a bartender and I have heard it all. The problem is not clearly telling your partner why you are affectionate towards them. If it's sexual then say it's sexual. Don't beat around the bush saying it's for love. Love takes time and patience so it can be proven. Any man who says he has sex for love, is a fucking liar. He has it to help measure his passion for a woman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AB:&lt;/strong&gt; Does bad sex or clumsy sex turn guys off? Let's say you're nervous (maybe have a little too much to drink) or you're still getting comfortable with the other person and you're off your game.. Do guys really judge performance?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DP:&lt;/strong&gt; Clumsy sex- I love it! No better way to show who you are then to screw the pooch. It shows your human and there is nothing better then having to do it again to prove your worth. Am I right? Bad sex is for rookies and should be checked in at the bunny slopes. I'm a professional, please!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AB:&lt;/strong&gt; Well yeah.. Hypothetically, what if there have been a few intoxicated moments because I'm nervous and I know tonight is the big night. I think I have my bag of tricks ready then I do something retarded, like fall off his bed and into his closet.. What about something like that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DP:&lt;/strong&gt; Improv. Grab an accessory and make the most of the moment. If your cut, grab a box of bandages and play doctor nurse. It works. Never be embarrassed. Unless your hung like a pimple or hairy as a Sasquatch. Then you may be embarrassed. The question shouldn't be "Am I having sex too soon?" It should be "Am I having sex with someone I can say I will respect the next day?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AB:&lt;/strong&gt; Gosh, he is funny and yet, so wise!&lt;br /&gt;You can check out all of Daniel's stuff including a few of his comedy clips on his myspace page &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/danielponsky"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/danielponsky&lt;/a&gt;. Please take the time to check him out! Thanks for reading!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vMy5icC5ibG9nc3BvdC5jb20vX1puOUhLTmVDNnU0L1NMbHEydDNOVmZJL0FBQUFBQUFBQzljL2N0b3o4WjBpaGxrL3MxNjAwLWgvZHAuYm1w"&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/3380152617183667018-9050192363340867393?l=theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/9050192363340867393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/11/dating-chit-chat-with-comedian-daniel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380152617183667018/posts/default/9050192363340867393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380152617183667018/posts/default/9050192363340867393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/11/dating-chit-chat-with-comedian-daniel.html' title='Dating Chit-Chat with Comedian Daniel Ponsky'/><author><name>Atomic Bombshell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18218457572068106605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/St0YpIehn6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/WkGdcR1ZFG0/S220/Tony+Ward+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/SwwrwSJCayI/AAAAAAAAABw/-K-HAlBdP_w/s72-c/Ponsky.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380152617183667018.post-2399994079629072931</id><published>2009-11-03T11:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T02:30:03.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Interviews...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/SvCJjR4h43I/AAAAAAAAABg/kcAmDjx5QOo/s1600-h/Ashley.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399967192406156146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/SvCJjR4h43I/AAAAAAAAABg/kcAmDjx5QOo/s320/Ashley.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;ASHLEY HAMILTON&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Quick Dating Q &amp;amp; A with Ashley Hamilton&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Saturday, October 27, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley Hamilton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day, I got to ask a few questions to Comedian/Actor, Ashley Hamilton who has dated many of Hollywood's most beautiful creatures. Not only is he a very funny Comedian, he is also MAGNIFICENT to look at! You can catch Ashley doing stand-up, all over Los Angeles. Please check his myspace page for upcoming dates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/ashleyhamiltoncomedy"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/ashleyhamiltoncomedy&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AB: What's your best approach to get a woman to go out with you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;AH: Wanna fuck? Kidding, wanna have sex? Make em laugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;AB: What's your opinion about sex on the first date? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;AH: Big fan, just not anal on the 1st date! Define date!? If she's gonna have sex with you on the 1st date, she will do it with somebody else! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AB: If you want to see that person again, how long do you wait before you call? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;AH: 5 seconds, Call who! I have A.D.D. What's her name again?! Whatever feels natural...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AB: Texting vs. calling? Which is better? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;AH: Neither. Camping out in front of their house, that way there is no mixed messages.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AB: What was your worst date ever? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH: 0ct 10th 2006, horrible hair day, car broke down, I was constipated since my other worst date Sep 23 2006, but that's another date! Seriously, pick a marriage! ****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~closed~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3380152617183667018-2399994079629072931?l=theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/2399994079629072931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/11/old-interviews.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380152617183667018/posts/default/2399994079629072931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380152617183667018/posts/default/2399994079629072931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/11/old-interviews.html' title='Old Interviews...'/><author><name>Atomic Bombshell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18218457572068106605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/St0YpIehn6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/WkGdcR1ZFG0/S220/Tony+Ward+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/SvCJjR4h43I/AAAAAAAAABg/kcAmDjx5QOo/s72-c/Ashley.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380152617183667018.post-4712624336298591412</id><published>2009-10-27T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T09:53:27.508-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/Sy4kOEZWLVI/AAAAAAAAACA/aNanQtM7rVA/s1600-h/BOMBSHELL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/Sy4kOEZWLVI/AAAAAAAAACA/aNanQtM7rVA/s320/BOMBSHELL.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417307225890106706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Curse of a Beautiful Woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does the world truly expect or see when they look at a physically attractive woman? You think that we rule the world? We have a certain power that most people do not possess? Maybe you think that life is so easy for us because of what we look like? That may actually be true for some women. I can sit here and tell you that is so far a few between. Do you really want to know what it’s like for some of us? It’s like walking in the room and catching the eye of every man and being approached with lines like “I would really love to stalk you.” Or “I’m married but I would take care of someone like you.” My favorite is when you are networking and trying to have a conversation with someone but you are getting this blank stare back at you because they do not believe for two seconds that you are an intelligent human being with wonderful ideas. Being beautiful AND smart makes you less desirable to men, as well. Men are superficial animals. They initially judge you by what they see. Beautiful women who are intelligent, can usually see through the bull shit that men do. It would certainly seem that whenever I first meet a man, he is thinking about what I am like in bed or that I’m only down for a good time. The minute I open my mouth and start to speak, their disposition changes. Suddenly, this isn’t going to be as easy as they assumed it would be. Sure, if I was just beautiful with no brain or self respect, I would probably get all the men. What you see is never what you are going to get. It makes me so angry that I am immediately judged on what I look like. Most of the time, it never gets passed that. I am grateful that I am attractive. I always work on enhancing myself and taking care of myself. I do it FOR myself. I’m here to tell you that there is so much more to me than beauty. Even if I stay single forever, I just want people to look at me and really see me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3380152617183667018-4712624336298591412?l=theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/4712624336298591412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/10/curse-of-beautiful-woman-what-does.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380152617183667018/posts/default/4712624336298591412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380152617183667018/posts/default/4712624336298591412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/10/curse-of-beautiful-woman-what-does.html' title=''/><author><name>Atomic Bombshell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18218457572068106605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/St0YpIehn6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/WkGdcR1ZFG0/S220/Tony+Ward+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/Sy4kOEZWLVI/AAAAAAAAACA/aNanQtM7rVA/s72-c/BOMBSHELL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380152617183667018.post-6375620130962371326</id><published>2009-10-26T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T10:34:23.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/SuXdkOZbugI/AAAAAAAAABA/zZhWuMbqGYU/s1600-h/Phillie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396963342883207682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/SuXdkOZbugI/AAAAAAAAABA/zZhWuMbqGYU/s320/Phillie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So today I'm shooting with Erica Capabianca, who I love! There are maybe a handful of photographers who I will work with at the drop of a dime and Erica is definitely one of them! She and her boyfriend are very artsy and have the best energy. It's always a lot of fun and the end result is always something amazing. I'm really looking forward to it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, I have been still trying to shake the "oogies" from the weekend, working at the bar. You really get an education on people working in the nightlife business. Sometimes, it's really hard to clear yourself of all the stuff you deal with and not bring it home. This weekend, my heart broke for a guy who just came home from Iraq to find his fiance cheating with his childhood-best friend. He had been away for 2 years and he said she was the only thing that kept me going. At one point, his eyes filled with tears and I didn't know what to do or say to him. I'm sure that just living in Iraq for 2 years was emotionally distressing, then to find out two people that are closest to you, just betrayed you. Betrayal is the worst feeling in the world, not too mention being robbed of your faith, your heart and years of your life that you give to someone. Sometimes, I feel like the entire world has gone Jerry Springer. It's really sad! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a lighter note, I will be cleaning house, working on fashion content and preparing for my girls dinner on Thursday night. I can't wait to start doing guest blogs for the AB Chronicles along with some serious writing. (Ha! whatever that is!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stay tuned!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Today's photo is by Erica Capabianca&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3380152617183667018-6375620130962371326?l=theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/6375620130962371326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/10/today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380152617183667018/posts/default/6375620130962371326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380152617183667018/posts/default/6375620130962371326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/10/today.html' title='Today..'/><author><name>Atomic Bombshell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18218457572068106605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/St0YpIehn6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/WkGdcR1ZFG0/S220/Tony+Ward+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/SuXdkOZbugI/AAAAAAAAABA/zZhWuMbqGYU/s72-c/Phillie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380152617183667018.post-1914364248420379084</id><published>2009-10-22T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T21:29:23.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll have some Karma Cake with my coffee, please!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/SuExFPx0lrI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FAt8HYHEsZk/s1600-h/Reiki1symbol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395647794771170994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 91px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 110px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/SuExFPx0lrI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FAt8HYHEsZk/s320/Reiki1symbol.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the last few days, I have been putting together content for the blog. I have been doing some soul searching in the process. Having been going through some personal ups and downs, it really had me questioning who I was, who I am and who I aspire to be. It's never really easy when you have to sit down and look at yourself, in that painful, honest light. At the end of the day, you have to live with yourself, the choices you've made and keep moving forward. I've always believed that one should listen to their heart. Sometimes the messages can get very confusing. No matter what, you're heart does have something important to tell you and there is a lesson to be learned. Even if it's not quite the lesson we had hoped for. I'm a lucky girl with many people close to me, who put up with me and support me. I only hope to return the love and light that I have been given, to those who need and deserve it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Om Namah Shivaya" (I honor the God within me). - Siddha Yoga&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/3380152617183667018-1914364248420379084?l=theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/1914364248420379084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/10/ill-have-some-karma-cake-with-my-coffee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380152617183667018/posts/default/1914364248420379084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380152617183667018/posts/default/1914364248420379084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/10/ill-have-some-karma-cake-with-my-coffee.html' title='I&apos;ll have some Karma Cake with my coffee, please!'/><author><name>Atomic Bombshell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18218457572068106605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/St0YpIehn6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/WkGdcR1ZFG0/S220/Tony+Ward+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/SuExFPx0lrI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FAt8HYHEsZk/s72-c/Reiki1symbol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380152617183667018.post-6351960015969411711</id><published>2009-10-19T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T19:49:27.106-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Introduction'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/St0dc7v4E9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/2wq0Lrq-nHs/s1600-h/Tony+Ward+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394500311571764178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/St0dc7v4E9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/2wq0Lrq-nHs/s320/Tony+Ward+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Bombshell Chronicles.. Part I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The introduction&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I? Atomic Bombshell. I am a writer, model, event planner, event coordinator, bartender and talk show radio personality. I am starting to write blogs again and I felt that every thing should start with a beginning. A proper introduction, if you will. Let me tell you about the people I surround myself with. I have an eclectic group of friends that include; artists, rock stars, comedians, writers, photographers, fashionsta’s, fetish/models, freaks, and everything in between. I am completely fascinated with people. I feel like every one of my friends represents a little piece of me, even if it never comes all the way to the surface. I enjoy people who aren’t afraid of what others may think of them. It took many years of my life to live the way I wanted to and not the way I was expected to. It’s still an ongoing struggle, every day I feel like I’m getting closer to something. Modeling has been therapy for me in ways that most people could never truly understand. Having the ability to mold myself into someone else’s vision, becoming a photo that people can leap into or truly move someone for a single moment, helps me release and clear myself . Writing has been something that I have worked much harder at. There is nothing more powerful than the written word. I enjoy reading other peoples blogs, even when they are bitching about the “nothing” in their lives and going on and on about people I don’t know or could care less about. Some people just have a way with words, no matter what non-sense they bang on their key boards. Neil Gaiman, on the other hand, I would follow until the end of the earth. I think he is one of the most amazing story-tellers/writers of our time. I put him right up there with Shakespeare! Sure, you would have to be a deep person to really understand his stories, and yes, they seem kind of dark. Dark things happen in life all the time. That’s why I quit CNN but that’s an entirely different blog!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what do I hope to accomplish, here? I want to talk about my experiences, my thoughts, fashion, make-up, dating from a womens perspective, and everything that is part of being a Bombshell. Please stay tuned!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3380152617183667018-6351960015969411711?l=theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/6351960015969411711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/10/bombshell-chronicles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380152617183667018/posts/default/6351960015969411711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3380152617183667018/posts/default/6351960015969411711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theatomicbombshellchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/10/bombshell-chronicles.html' title=''/><author><name>Atomic Bombshell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18218457572068106605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/St0YpIehn6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/WkGdcR1ZFG0/S220/Tony+Ward+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bm3CDWUht0/St0dc7v4E9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/2wq0Lrq-nHs/s72-c/Tony+Ward+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
