<?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-4099549618539513408</id><updated>2012-01-21T00:00:39.035Z</updated><category term='childhood'/><category term='nostalgia'/><category term='skateboard'/><category term='technology'/><category term='children'/><category term='VHS tapes'/><category term='personality'/><category term='anthropomorphic animals'/><category term='tv show'/><category term='awesome'/><category term='small'/><category term='cartoon'/><category term='extreme sport'/><title type='text'>Christina's Dot on the Web</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotontheweb.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099549618539513408/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotontheweb.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15590592513589916024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_czLdtBcKK8Y/S-wp71b1wHI/AAAAAAAAABI/1yYCd1xXwys/S220/Photo+278.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099549618539513408.post-5000687636091259246</id><published>2010-06-10T20:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T20:51:43.095+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Real Life Mario!</title><content type='html'>What happens when the Nintendo world of Mario collides and fuses with our real world... friggin awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QAue4hnH8-A&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QAue4hnH8-A&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099549618539513408-5000687636091259246?l=dotontheweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotontheweb.blogspot.com/feeds/5000687636091259246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dotontheweb.blogspot.com/2010/06/real-life-mario.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099549618539513408/posts/default/5000687636091259246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099549618539513408/posts/default/5000687636091259246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotontheweb.blogspot.com/2010/06/real-life-mario.html' title='Real Life Mario!'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15590592513589916024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_czLdtBcKK8Y/S-wp71b1wHI/AAAAAAAAABI/1yYCd1xXwys/S220/Photo+278.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099549618539513408.post-7241475539729709631</id><published>2010-06-01T01:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T01:41:35.236+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Crater Face</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;This is such a sweet short film. Even moon craters can be romantic. I'm not going to say anymore... just watch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=11414910&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=11414910&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/11414910"&gt;Crater Face&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user3728130"&gt;Skyler Page&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099549618539513408-7241475539729709631?l=dotontheweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotontheweb.blogspot.com/feeds/7241475539729709631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dotontheweb.blogspot.com/2010/06/crater-face.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099549618539513408/posts/default/7241475539729709631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099549618539513408/posts/default/7241475539729709631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotontheweb.blogspot.com/2010/06/crater-face.html' title='Crater Face'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15590592513589916024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_czLdtBcKK8Y/S-wp71b1wHI/AAAAAAAAABI/1yYCd1xXwys/S220/Photo+278.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099549618539513408.post-8438236496485348013</id><published>2010-05-22T15:33:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T22:41:22.812+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VHS tapes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anthropomorphic animals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cartoon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nostalgia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>My childhood in Busytown</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMJXhQbeRS0/SizDfowGm0I/AAAAAAAAAWU/G6p9Blldgsw/s1600/Scarry.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMJXhQbeRS0/SizDfowGm0I/AAAAAAAAAWU/G6p9Blldgsw/s200/Scarry.jpg" width="191" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh man. Richard Scarry is literally a blast from the past for me. Kids who grew up in the 90's will know what I'm talking about. Or you should anyway! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I used to read and watch so much Richard Scarry from when I was 1 uptill&amp;nbsp; I was about 11. My mom used to read his books to me and my brother every night as a bedtime story and we would get totally hooked on the adventures of Huckle and Lowly and the rest of the Busytown residents. I remember my brother's favourite book used to be Be Careful Mr Frumble! There were so many videos and books of Richard Scarry that I almost lived off them! Thing is, I didn't notice this as a child, but a lot of the things I had when I was a kid like books, puzzles, video tapes and dolls, all were part of the Richard Scarry collection. So it's no wonder that when a couple of days ago, I stumbled across the theme song of The Busy World of Richard Scarry on Youtube and immediately felt that familiar nostalgic feeling again. A very strong nostalgic feeling! I don't know what it is about this show, the animation, the characters or the cozy town but one thing's for sure, it definitly brings me back really warm, happy memories of my childhood.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/71N8WMXRKQL._SL500_AA300_.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/71N8WMXRKQL._SL500_AA300_.gif" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.coverbrowser.com/image/bestselling-movies-2006/1713-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://www.coverbrowser.com/image/bestselling-movies-2006/1713-1.jpg" width="140" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Once again, here's the theme song... Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cgV3vdOT09I&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cgV3vdOT09I&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099549618539513408-8438236496485348013?l=dotontheweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotontheweb.blogspot.com/feeds/8438236496485348013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dotontheweb.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-childhood-in-busytown.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099549618539513408/posts/default/8438236496485348013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099549618539513408/posts/default/8438236496485348013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotontheweb.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-childhood-in-busytown.html' title='My childhood in Busytown'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15590592513589916024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_czLdtBcKK8Y/S-wp71b1wHI/AAAAAAAAABI/1yYCd1xXwys/S220/Photo+278.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YMJXhQbeRS0/SizDfowGm0I/AAAAAAAAAWU/G6p9Blldgsw/s72-c/Scarry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099549618539513408.post-6332591657623733370</id><published>2010-05-20T05:54:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T22:42:27.452+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='childhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='small'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cartoon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nostalgia'/><title type='text'>Here comes little Madeline!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OW2cXPOjX0/SilS2sMk2SI/AAAAAAAAJDk/uVWadhLUb0M/s1600/Madeline.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OW2cXPOjX0/SilS2sMk2SI/AAAAAAAAJDk/uVWadhLUb0M/s200/Madeline.JPG" width="135" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Having a little bit of trouble sorting out the layout of this page. I'm seeing code in my head. It's like a nightmare. You make one small change and suddenly, everything goes askew. Man, sometimes I REALLY hate technology. It's funny how much you rely on it though. I remember there was one time the internet at my house was shot for a day and I felt so USELESS without it! It was like my sole source of fun and information was gone. Wow. That sounds SO sad. But it's true.&amp;nbsp; Oh well. No matter! This layout problem won't stop me from blogging! If anything, it'll probably take my mind off all that damn code for a while.... ANYWAY. Back to the blogpost. Today's topic...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;Madeline. Literally my childhood. I'm not just talking about the books (which were equally enjoyable). The cartoon tv series was what I used to look forward to everyday after primary school. I think it was my comfort thing when I was 8. Whenever I was feeling sad or upset, I would watch Madeline and all the melancholy feelings would just disappear... Recently I came across a couple old clips of Madeline on Youtube and had one of those amazing moments of nostalgia. Just listening to the songs transported me back to the times I used to go horse riding and my mom would play the Madeline cassette tape as we drove to the riding center. Good times.... I think one of the reasons why I connected so well with the show and loved it so much was because I saw a lot of similarities between Madeline and me. Ok, not a lot but we're both small! She's definitely a fiery, bold character, unafraid of anything. I was quite the opposite. I wanted to be like her. Small on the outside but tall on the inside! Madeline's a great influence for young girls everywhere! Much more so than Miley Cyrus anyway. But that's another rant for another day though. Madeline is cute, cheeky and lovable. She encourages girls (and boys) to be bold, brave and great. She taught me something I never forgot: You may be petite but that doesn't mean you have to match your personality with your size. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt; &lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sj2XOhC1YlM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sj2XOhC1YlM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099549618539513408-6332591657623733370?l=dotontheweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotontheweb.blogspot.com/feeds/6332591657623733370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dotontheweb.blogspot.com/2010/05/having-little-bit-of-trouble-sorting.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099549618539513408/posts/default/6332591657623733370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099549618539513408/posts/default/6332591657623733370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotontheweb.blogspot.com/2010/05/having-little-bit-of-trouble-sorting.html' title='Here comes little Madeline!'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15590592513589916024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_czLdtBcKK8Y/S-wp71b1wHI/AAAAAAAAABI/1yYCd1xXwys/S220/Photo+278.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6OW2cXPOjX0/SilS2sMk2SI/AAAAAAAAJDk/uVWadhLUb0M/s72-c/Madeline.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099549618539513408.post-8015117214065522116</id><published>2010-05-15T15:23:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T22:43:14.389+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='childhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cartoon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='extreme sport'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skateboard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nostalgia'/><title type='text'>Rocket Power: my tomboy youth.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://epguides.com/RocketPower/cast.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://epguides.com/RocketPower/cast.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;This was probably one of my favorite programs of my pre-tween years... ahh good times. I remember how my brother and I would sit in front of the telly every day at 4pm, turn on Nickelodeon and watch in excitement as the theme song came on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;The animation style is the same style as the classic Nickelodeon oldies The Wild Thornberries, Rugrats and Aah! Real Monsters, all of which were produced by the company Klasky Csupo.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;If I were forced to pick a favorite character...hmm that would be difficult. To be honest, I love all four of them!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt; Otto (the sunglasses kid) had a character which I both hated and loved. He was so full of himself and selfish but because he was so energetic and lived life on the edge, ignored rules and was ultimately the 'cool one', he was hard to loathe. Plus, he had mad skills.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Sam (or squid) was the brains of the group. Even though he wasn't as athletically gifted as the rest of the gang, I always thought he was so cool with his computer smarts and his shark helmet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt; Reggie, being the only girl in the group, was obviously, at that time, my idol. She was cool, smart and pretty gifted with a board, blades or a bike. She was literally the person who I wanted to be when I was 10. The tomboy girl with the cargo-pants and rocket shirt who hung out with the boys and skateboarded all day. Twister I loved for two reasons: 1. Twister is a cool name. And 2, I was in love with his accent. He may not have been the brightest of the bunch but I personally think he was the biggest sweetheart.... alright. If I were forced to pick a character I probably maybe would edge a teeny bit more towards Twister. For the reasons I have just stated. Come on, can you blame me?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;For the people that have never seen this show, I would recommend you watch it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;(if you can find it) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;if you're into extreme sports. If not, it may seem a little bit boring to some. To me, because I grew up with this show during a significant phase of my childhood (my tomboy stage), it will always remain awesome in my head. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xGIv_q7puR0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xGIv_q7puR0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099549618539513408-8015117214065522116?l=dotontheweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotontheweb.blogspot.com/feeds/8015117214065522116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dotontheweb.blogspot.com/2010/05/rocket-power-my-tomboy-youth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099549618539513408/posts/default/8015117214065522116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099549618539513408/posts/default/8015117214065522116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotontheweb.blogspot.com/2010/05/rocket-power-my-tomboy-youth.html' title='Rocket Power: my tomboy youth.'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15590592513589916024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_czLdtBcKK8Y/S-wp71b1wHI/AAAAAAAAABI/1yYCd1xXwys/S220/Photo+278.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
