<?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-2095770036343508879</id><updated>2011-10-28T06:32:16.988-07:00</updated><category term='Haight Street'/><category term='Angry Black White Boy'/><category term='Natalie Portman'/><category term='Airplane'/><category term='2009'/><category term='republicans'/><category term='road trip'/><category term='snowboarder'/><category term='Christians'/><category term='SNL'/><category term='hip-hop'/><category term='restaurant'/><category term='keyshia cole'/><category term='theatre'/><category term='phone'/><category term='same-sex marriage'/><category term='&quot;Vice President&quot; &quot;debate&quot; &quot;election&quot; 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text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mtrinae.tumblr.com/"&gt;the new blog.&lt;/a&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/2095770036343508879-5308694728029915959?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/5308694728029915959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=5308694728029915959' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/5308694728029915959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/5308694728029915959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-blog.html' title='new blog'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-1474169645727127991</id><published>2009-05-12T00:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T00:23:53.440-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='San Francisco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurant'/><title type='text'>Hard Knox Cafe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SgkjsDGVwhI/AAAAAAAAAW4/OuRQmVHnT6k/s1600-h/DSC_2673.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SgkjsDGVwhI/AAAAAAAAAW4/OuRQmVHnT6k/s400/DSC_2673.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334834473250177554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I've been covering the Dogpatch for my story, I've gotten to know a few good eats around the area. Hard Knox Cafe is fantastic. Love, love, love the potatoes. Slash the omelet was hella bomb. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SgkiGYiSzfI/AAAAAAAAAWo/Wvl3H1KsH7w/s1600-h/DSC_3683.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SgkiGYiSzfI/AAAAAAAAAWo/Wvl3H1KsH7w/s400/DSC_3683.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334832726657912306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/Sgkh_uPfR-I/AAAAAAAAAWg/Q0Wk_C6mXbM/s1600-h/DSC_3687.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/Sgkh_uPfR-I/AAAAAAAAAWg/Q0Wk_C6mXbM/s400/DSC_3687.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334832612225533922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/Sgkh3QuDe7I/AAAAAAAAAWY/qNjnBpbTAFs/s1600-h/DSC_3688.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/Sgkh3QuDe7I/AAAAAAAAAWY/qNjnBpbTAFs/s400/DSC_3688.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334832466861718450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-1474169645727127991?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/1474169645727127991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=1474169645727127991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/1474169645727127991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/1474169645727127991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2009/05/hard-knox-cafe.html' title='Hard Knox Cafe'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SgkjsDGVwhI/AAAAAAAAAW4/OuRQmVHnT6k/s72-c/DSC_2673.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-3293386284919169754</id><published>2009-05-07T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T00:34:06.850-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hip-hop'/><title type='text'>B.I.G</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SgKO5jgbOXI/AAAAAAAAAWI/oW2wRWIMZvg/s1600-h/Notorious_B_I_G_by_silent58.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SgKO5jgbOXI/AAAAAAAAAWI/oW2wRWIMZvg/s400/Notorious_B_I_G_by_silent58.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332982028195019122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, I've just seen &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Notorious&lt;/span&gt;. Surprise that it was long and surprise that I actually liked it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 20px; font-family:Verdana;font-size:13px;"&gt;I was a terror since the public school era&lt;br /&gt;Bathroom passes, cuttin classes, squeezing asses&lt;br /&gt;Smoking blunts was a daily routine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 20px; font-family:Verdana;font-size:13px;"&gt;Cause all we wanna do is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 20px; font-family:Verdana;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 20px; font-family:Verdana;font-size:13px;"&gt;...bullshit and party!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 20px;font-family:Verdana;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EdPibcabAUs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EdPibcabAUs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" 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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-3293386284919169754?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/3293386284919169754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=3293386284919169754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/3293386284919169754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/3293386284919169754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2009/05/big.html' title='B.I.G'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SgKO5jgbOXI/AAAAAAAAAWI/oW2wRWIMZvg/s72-c/Notorious_B_I_G_by_silent58.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-1926909372219801151</id><published>2009-04-30T00:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T00:40:55.789-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='San Francisco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bar'/><title type='text'>Serpentine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Located in The Dogpatch District of San Francisco. A modern warehouse looking restaurant with great but expensive cocktails. Doesn't the bartender look like Justin Timberlake? Well  I think so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SflUzVo4J5I/AAAAAAAAAV4/9CT5_c-cHUY/s1600-h/DSC_2663.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SflUzVo4J5I/AAAAAAAAAV4/9CT5_c-cHUY/s400/DSC_2663.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330384874928351122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SflUzJ2DcWI/AAAAAAAAAVw/V-E2CcHiIJk/s1600-h/DSC_2873.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SflUzJ2DcWI/AAAAAAAAAVw/V-E2CcHiIJk/s400/DSC_2873.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330384871762391394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SflUzKx6kfI/AAAAAAAAAVo/orabEEo-ERk/s1600-h/DSC_2874.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SflUzKx6kfI/AAAAAAAAAVo/orabEEo-ERk/s400/DSC_2874.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330384872013468146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-1926909372219801151?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/1926909372219801151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=1926909372219801151' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/1926909372219801151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/1926909372219801151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2009/04/serpentine.html' title='Serpentine'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SflUzVo4J5I/AAAAAAAAAV4/9CT5_c-cHUY/s72-c/DSC_2663.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-7022929243661377963</id><published>2009-04-27T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T23:54:12.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SF WAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;San Francisco Women Against Rape&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: collapse;   line-height: 18px; font-family:'Century Gothic';font-size:12px;"&gt;Walk Against Rape is an opportunity for the communities of San Francisco to come together and raise awareness around sexual assault. Statistics show that 1 in 4 women and 1 in 11 men will be raped in their lifetimes, and it is estimated that less than 20% or rapes are reported to the police. The silence and taboo around rape in our society cause survivors to feel isolated and unsupported. The goal of Walk Against Rape is to empower survivors, their friends, families and supporters, to break that silence by walking together on the streets against rape, and declare that San Francisco will not tolerate sexual violence. - SF WAR [www.sfwar.org]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Start - Embarcadero &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finish - Dolores Park&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/Sfam0FEp5GI/AAAAAAAAAVI/xBCAj8qu1Mo/s1600-h/DSC_3526.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/Sfam0FEp5GI/AAAAAAAAAVI/xBCAj8qu1Mo/s400/DSC_3526.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329630622684669026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/Sfamu7AlKQI/AAAAAAAAAVA/RzMgoNdb5HU/s1600-h/DSC_3548.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/Sfamu7AlKQI/AAAAAAAAAVA/RzMgoNdb5HU/s400/DSC_3548.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329630534083881218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SfamrT_50VI/AAAAAAAAAU4/rW1Zc50NyNo/s1600-h/DSC_3544.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SfamrT_50VI/AAAAAAAAAU4/rW1Zc50NyNo/s400/DSC_3544.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329630472072450386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-7022929243661377963?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/7022929243661377963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=7022929243661377963' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/7022929243661377963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/7022929243661377963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2009/04/sf-war.html' title='SF WAR'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/Sfam0FEp5GI/AAAAAAAAAVI/xBCAj8qu1Mo/s72-c/DSC_3526.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-5454646174673655978</id><published>2009-04-23T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T06:43:28.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fall</title><content type='html'>J. Holiday - Fall&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BYHC1T01f5k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BYHC1T01f5k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-5454646174673655978?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/5454646174673655978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=5454646174673655978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/5454646174673655978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/5454646174673655978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2009/04/fall.html' title='fall'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-415415649346935491</id><published>2009-04-19T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T11:25:18.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>poker face remix</title><content type='html'>Poker Face Remix - Kanye West, Kid Cudi and Common.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2BsnXuglnK0&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2BsnXuglnK0&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-415415649346935491?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/415415649346935491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=415415649346935491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/415415649346935491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/415415649346935491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2009/04/poker-face-remix.html' title='poker face remix'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-6739520442950001783</id><published>2009-04-17T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T17:16:53.565-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='San Francisco'/><title type='text'>Mission Bay</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The new UCSF campus Mission Bay, San Francisco.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SekbqVNRIXI/AAAAAAAAAUI/NozcWq6JzwQ/s1600-h/DSC_2637.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SekbqVNRIXI/AAAAAAAAAUI/NozcWq6JzwQ/s400/DSC_2637.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325818448403571058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SekbkEafzNI/AAAAAAAAAUA/2GEIAMGwJpE/s1600-h/DSC_2621.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SekbkEafzNI/AAAAAAAAAUA/2GEIAMGwJpE/s400/DSC_2621.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325818340816440530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SekbfpgLToI/AAAAAAAAAT4/_gy2guvzgnU/s1600-h/DSC_2615.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SekbfpgLToI/AAAAAAAAAT4/_gy2guvzgnU/s400/DSC_2615.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325818264873029250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SekbVm3VE7I/AAAAAAAAATw/U_F4tchwy5Y/s1600-h/DSC_2788.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SekbVm3VE7I/AAAAAAAAATw/U_F4tchwy5Y/s400/DSC_2788.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325818092366140338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SekbPH9pVUI/AAAAAAAAATo/E1SKYRGIIZk/s1600-h/DSC_2828.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SekbPH9pVUI/AAAAAAAAATo/E1SKYRGIIZk/s400/DSC_2828.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325817980991919426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-6739520442950001783?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/6739520442950001783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=6739520442950001783' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/6739520442950001783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/6739520442950001783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2009/04/mission-bay.html' title='Mission Bay'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SekbqVNRIXI/AAAAAAAAAUI/NozcWq6JzwQ/s72-c/DSC_2637.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-1324581006753819942</id><published>2009-04-15T12:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T12:44:13.167-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keyshia cole'/><title type='text'>this is us</title><content type='html'>Yes, this song is forever in my head.&lt;br /&gt;Perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UrRdKP1fLNE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UrRdKP1fLNE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-1324581006753819942?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/1324581006753819942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=1324581006753819942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/1324581006753819942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/1324581006753819942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-is-us.html' title='this is us'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-8271839913825876813</id><published>2009-04-13T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T23:06:54.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>faces in the city</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Part of a story I'm doing that includes Protrero Hill, Mission Bay, Bayshore and the Dogpatch. Here are a few faces I've met along the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SeQm8JK7k_I/AAAAAAAAATg/A2wrv4lGZcw/s1600-h/DSC_2511.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SeQm8JK7k_I/AAAAAAAAATg/A2wrv4lGZcw/s400/DSC_2511.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324423474154542066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SeQjTUwMJ_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/KuTZf7iXst4/s1600-h/DSC_2682.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SeQjTUwMJ_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/KuTZf7iXst4/s400/DSC_2682.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324419474354087922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SeQjOQ9S65I/AAAAAAAAATI/ciTqHt8__JI/s1600-h/DSC_2668.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 216px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SeQjOQ9S65I/AAAAAAAAATI/ciTqHt8__JI/s400/DSC_2668.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324419387435969426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SeQjJGbdfqI/AAAAAAAAATA/q_fEF-anWyE/s1600-h/DSC_2697.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SeQjJGbdfqI/AAAAAAAAATA/q_fEF-anWyE/s400/DSC_2697.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324419298710355618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-8271839913825876813?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/8271839913825876813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=8271839913825876813' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/8271839913825876813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/8271839913825876813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2009/04/faces-in-city.html' title='faces in the city'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SeQm8JK7k_I/AAAAAAAAATg/A2wrv4lGZcw/s72-c/DSC_2511.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-3077636514171419324</id><published>2009-04-05T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T21:52:49.592-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='San Francisco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haight Street'/><title type='text'>a day at Haight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;A couple of graffiti art on the walls of Haight Street, San Francisco. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SdmI164s2mI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FeWP1tcvLEU/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 137px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SdmI164s2mI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FeWP1tcvLEU/s400/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321434894636472930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Either came from Britain, Australia or Japan. My bet is Britain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SdmIhLuouAI/AAAAAAAAASo/vxdrOHk0kTI/s1600-h/DSC_2710.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SdmIhLuouAI/AAAAAAAAASo/vxdrOHk0kTI/s400/DSC_2710.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321434538380408834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-3077636514171419324?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/3077636514171419324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=3077636514171419324' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/3077636514171419324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/3077636514171419324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2009/04/haight-st-graffiti.html' title='a day at Haight'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SdmI164s2mI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FeWP1tcvLEU/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-6340511295787943874</id><published>2009-04-05T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T13:23:19.170-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Mayer'/><title type='text'>... on the other side</title><content type='html'>I love Mr. John Mayer and this this... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lh4Se60-u44&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lh4Se60-u44&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-6340511295787943874?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/6340511295787943874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=6340511295787943874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/6340511295787943874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/6340511295787943874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2009/04/on-other-side.html' title='... on the other side'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-530987298894929782</id><published>2009-03-30T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T10:11:39.086-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Airplane'/><title type='text'>Airplane!</title><content type='html'>What came out of an 80's movie night.  Part one consisted of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Airplane&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Heathers&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Big&lt;/span&gt;. This had to be the best out of the three for me and the funniest spoof I've seen. hah, humor in the 80's.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/P-xHPU6NulM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/P-xHPU6NulM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HZPVw-Vl1ow&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HZPVw-Vl1ow&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SYxvVe9y5NQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SYxvVe9y5NQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" 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;Airplane (1980) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-530987298894929782?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/530987298894929782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=530987298894929782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/530987298894929782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/530987298894929782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2009/03/airplane.html' title='Airplane!'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-6365360914908921761</id><published>2009-03-26T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T14:49:27.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The One Who Got Away</title><content type='html'>I stole this from my home-boy. I'd give the writer a high five for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"God determines who walks into your life. It's up to you to decide who you let walk away, who you let stay, and who you refuse to let go."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The One That Got Away&lt;br /&gt;Source: The Manila Times&lt;br /&gt;By: Mark J. Macapagal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your life, you'll make note of a lot of people. Ones with whom you shared something special, ones who will always mean something. There's the one you first kissed, the one you first loved, the one you lost your virginity to, the one you put on a pedestal, the one you're with ...and the one that got away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the one that got away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's that person with who everything was great, everything was perfect, but the timing was just wrong. There was no fault in the person, there was no flaw in the chemistry, but the cards just didn't fall the right way, I suppose.  I believe in the fact that ending up with someone, finding a long time partner that is, does not lie merely in the other person. I can actually argue that an equal part, or maybe even the greater part, has to do with the matter of timing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has to do with you being ready to settle down and commit to someone in a way that goes beyond the little niceties of giddy romance. How often have you gone through it without even realizing it? When you're not ready to commit in that mature manner, it doesn't matter who you're with, it just doesn't work. Small problems become big; inconsequential become deal breakers simply because you're not ready and it shows. It's not that you and the person you're with are no good; it's just that it's not yet right, and little things become the flashpoint of that fact.Then one day you're ready. You really are. And when this happens you'll be ready to settle down with someone. He or she may not be perfect, they might not be the brightest star of romance to ever have burned in your life, but it'll work because you're ready. It'll work because it's the right time and you'll make it work. And it'll make sense, it really will.  The day comes when you're finally making sense of things, and you find yourself to be a different person. Things are different, your approach is different, you finally understand who you are and what you want and you've become ready because the time has truly arrived. And mind you, there's no telling when this day will come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully you're single… but you could be in a long-term relationship, you could be married with three kids, it doesn't matter. All you know is that you've changed, and for some reason, the one that got away, is the first person you think about. You'll think about them because you'll wonder, "What if they were here today?" You'll wonder, "What if we were together now, with me as I am and not as I was?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what the one that got away is. The biggest "What if?" you'll have in your life.&lt;br /&gt;If you're married, you'll just have to accept the fact that the one that got away, got away. Believe me, no matter how fairy tale you think your marriage is, this can happen to the best of us. But hopefully you're mature enough to realize that if you're already with the one you're with, that this is just another test of your commitment, one which will just strengthen your marriage when you get past it. Sure, you'll think about him/her every so often, but it's alright. It's never nice to live with a "might have been," but it happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the one that got away is the one who's already married. In which case it's the same thing. You just have to accept and know that your memories of that person will probably bring a nice little smile to your lips in the future when you're old and gray and reminiscing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if neither of that is the case, then it's different. What do you do if it's not yet too late? Simple... find him, find her. Because the very existence of a "one that got away" means that you'll always wonder, what if you got that one? Ask him out to coffee; ask her out to a movie, it doesn't matter if you've dropped in from out of nowhere. You'd be surprised, you just might be "the one that got away" as well for the person who is your "the one that got away." You might drop in from out of nowhere and it won't make a difference. If the timing is finally right, it'll all just fall into place somehow.  And it would be a great feeling, if in the end, you'd be able to say to someone, "Hey you, you're the one that almost got away."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-6365360914908921761?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/6365360914908921761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=6365360914908921761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/6365360914908921761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/6365360914908921761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2009/03/one-who-got-away.html' title='The One Who Got Away'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-7721733422303671955</id><published>2009-03-15T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T20:18:47.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pinkberry</title><content type='html'>Me and the SM was jammin' to this ...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pinkberry.com/html/pbmusicplayer.html"&gt;the SM jam&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha!&lt;/div&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/2095770036343508879-7721733422303671955?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/7721733422303671955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=7721733422303671955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/7721733422303671955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/7721733422303671955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2009/03/pinkberry.html' title='pinkberry'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-5879417130623097262</id><published>2009-03-09T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T00:16:23.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>definitely, maybe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"It's not the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;who&lt;/span&gt; but the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ridiculous? True?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's debate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-5879417130623097262?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/5879417130623097262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=5879417130623097262' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/5879417130623097262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/5879417130623097262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2009/03/definitely-maybe.html' title='definitely, maybe'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-3768314526567475254</id><published>2009-02-24T15:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T15:17:35.651-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Lennon'/><title type='text'>I Met The Walrus</title><content type='html'>In 1969, a 14-year-old Beatle fanatic named Jerry Levitan, armed with a reel-to-reel tape deck, snuck into john Lennon's hotel room in Toronto and convinced John to do an interview about peace. 38 years later, Jerry has produced a film about it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jmR0V6s3NKk&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jmR0V6s3NKk&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks Jan for video! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-3768314526567475254?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-856055630264445434</id><published>2009-02-22T16:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T16:44:06.166-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SNL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natalie Portman'/><title type='text'>Natalie Portman raps</title><content type='html'>One of my favorite videos =) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's great yes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v8e6-IeQ0aw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v8e6-IeQ0aw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-856055630264445434?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/856055630264445434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=856055630264445434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/856055630264445434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/856055630264445434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2009/02/natalie-portman-raps.html' title='Natalie Portman raps'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-6098476106949968544</id><published>2009-02-21T20:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T20:15:36.523-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='San Francisco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Castro'/><title type='text'>Castro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SaDQxe89PiI/AAAAAAAAASI/5Neh_G79uQg/s1600-h/3240131725_6900f519a9_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SaDQxe89PiI/AAAAAAAAASI/5Neh_G79uQg/s320/3240131725_6900f519a9_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305469909583347234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Castro, San Francisco - 12.10.08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-6098476106949968544?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/6098476106949968544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=6098476106949968544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/6098476106949968544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/6098476106949968544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2009/02/castro.html' title='Castro'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SaDQxe89PiI/AAAAAAAAASI/5Neh_G79uQg/s72-c/3240131725_6900f519a9_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-7593758685004136881</id><published>2009-01-01T15:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T20:02:58.625-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A definition of hate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/c/a/2009/01/01/BAB9152HP7.DTL&amp;amp;tsp=1"&gt;SFGate Article&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happened to someone, it can definitely happen to me or any one of us. When will it ever be safe for a person to live their life for being who they are and not get hated on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The comment that makes a very good point:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A 31 year old man led what is alleged to be two teens and another yet to be found forth individual in this hateful crime. To those who believe the anti-gay/lesbian rhetoric in churches do not increase hate crimes, look at this situation. When you make a group of people ‘scapegoats’ 'less than' or 'sinners' it empowers the darker elements of society to do the unthinkable. If you approve of gay/lesbian people or not, you should not fuel the hatred that leads to this kind violence. While the Evangelicals, the Mormons, the Pope or the Archbishop would never condone violence, referring to gay people as the cause of the end of civilization, as the Pope did on 12/23/08, incites hatred. Plain and simple. Is this what Christianity is really about?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to think living in the Bay is a haven for queers?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-7593758685004136881?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/7593758685004136881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=7593758685004136881' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/7593758685004136881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/7593758685004136881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2009/01/definition-of-hate-sfgate-article-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-3149500217191255874</id><published>2009-01-01T09:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T09:39:30.149-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><title type='text'>Bye 2008, hello 2009!</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone had a fun and safe one this year. I celebrated mine in Virginia this year with just the parents in our new house and the cutest chic on webcam. Yeah, it was pretty chill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I welcome 2009 with open arms.&lt;br /&gt;Bring it on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-3149500217191255874?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/3149500217191255874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=3149500217191255874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/3149500217191255874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/3149500217191255874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2009/01/bye-2008-hello-2009.html' title='Bye 2008, hello 2009!'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-4706735783390685859</id><published>2008-12-12T12:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T12:50:38.913-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='broke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the economy'/><title type='text'>the economy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SULN-LnwqrI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/0NvcO3o5f0M/s1600-h/n809487420_1057862_1442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279008181386783410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SULN-LnwqrI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/0NvcO3o5f0M/s400/n809487420_1057862_1442.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fuck what you heard. We are all broke ESPECIALLY my dumb ass. It really ain't nothing without money. Just waiting for the day when I am stress free.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-4706735783390685859?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/4706735783390685859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=4706735783390685859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/4706735783390685859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/4706735783390685859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2008/12/economy.html' title='the economy'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SULN-LnwqrI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/0NvcO3o5f0M/s72-c/n809487420_1057862_1442.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-4651618202960903499</id><published>2008-12-12T10:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T12:37:47.987-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='San Francisco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Castro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay rights'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harvey Milk'/><title type='text'>MILK</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SUK10aXMsbI/AAAAAAAAAQU/6DJJk-wy0m4/s1600-h/l_1013753_8cd1e97d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278981625266090418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SUK10aXMsbI/AAAAAAAAAQU/6DJJk-wy0m4/s320/l_1013753_8cd1e97d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "His life changed history. His courage changed lives."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The film is based on the true story of the struggle and achievements of Harvey Milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After moving to San Francisco, the middle-aged New Yorker, Harvey Milk, became a Gay Rights activist and city politician. On his third attempt, he was elected to San Francisco's Board of Supervisors in 1977, making him the first openly gay man to be elected to public office in the USA. The following year, both he and the city's mayor, George Moscone, were shot to death by former city supervisor, Dan White, who blamed his former colleagues for denying White's attempt to rescind his resignation from the board [imdb].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This film is TOO GOOD and it's definitely a must see. The cast was perfect and the acting was just amazing. Overall the film did the subject justice and was very visually moving from the way it was filmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278991784518513682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SUK_DwhudBI/AAAAAAAAAQk/L_0LU5AVcEg/s320/dd_milk1597lkm%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278989344296896706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SUK81t_jiMI/AAAAAAAAAQc/09EacOImRp0/s320/JamesFrancoMilkScottSmithRR01%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[James Franco HOTNESS]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Milk was filmed on location in San Francisco. Many of Mr Milk's real-life surviving friends and former associates participated in the making of this film, several appearing on camera. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279003855287173538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SULKCXpPQaI/AAAAAAAAAQs/yrZ0womoZHU/s320/harvey-milk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;As I stepped out of the Castro theatre after watching the film, I felt the change that took place at the exact same spot I was standing. This is where history happened and the struggle is not yet over. The film and its message parallels the events that are happening today with the whole Prop 8. During the film, the gays where fighting for their civil rights during the 1970s...decades later we are still fighting for that same right as well as the right to marry. It takes time...it takes time. So as we wait for that time to come...what will you do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-4651618202960903499?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/4651618202960903499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=4651618202960903499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/4651618202960903499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/4651618202960903499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2008/12/milk.html' title='MILK'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SUK10aXMsbI/AAAAAAAAAQU/6DJJk-wy0m4/s72-c/l_1013753_8cd1e97d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-5311205016373177251</id><published>2008-12-05T10:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T10:33:09.037-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prop. 8'/><title type='text'>prop. 8 musical</title><content type='html'>hahahaha so true. Totally hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="388" width="464" classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000"&gt;&lt;param name="_cx" value="12277"&gt;&lt;param name="_cy" value="10266"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Movie" value="http://player.ordienetworks.com/flash/fodplayer.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="Src" value="http://player.ordienetworks.com/flash/fodplayer.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="WMode" value="Window"&gt;&lt;param name="Play" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Loop" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Quality" value="High"&gt;&lt;param name="SAlign" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Menu" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Base" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="AllowScriptAccess" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Scale" value="ShowAll"&gt;&lt;param name="DeviceFont" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="EmbedMovie" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="BGColor" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="SWRemote" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="MovieData" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="SeamlessTabbing" value="1"&gt;&lt;param name="Profile" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="ProfileAddress" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="ProfilePort" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="AllowNetworking" value="all"&gt;&lt;param name="AllowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed width="464" height="388" flashvars="key=c0cf508ff8" allowfullscreen="true" quality="high" src="http://player.ordienetworks.com/flash/fodplayer.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 464px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;See more &lt;a href="http://www.funnyordie.com/jackblack"&gt;Jack Black&lt;/a&gt; videos at Funny or Die&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-5311205016373177251?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/5311205016373177251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=5311205016373177251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/5311205016373177251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/5311205016373177251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2008/12/prop-8-musical.html' title='prop. 8 musical'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-1517263201344043591</id><published>2008-11-26T18:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T18:25:19.928-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='couples'/><title type='text'>couples</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My assignment to photograph couples using a two-light set-up:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Joey &amp;amp; Vanessa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SS4Du2cgQPI/AAAAAAAAAQM/N3N8w4ZSL4A/s1600-h/DSC_1388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SS4Du2cgQPI/AAAAAAAAAQM/N3N8w4ZSL4A/s320/DSC_1388.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273156317121364210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SS4DqOIfYgI/AAAAAAAAAQE/OuoKz4Z3y68/s1600-h/DSC_1408.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SS4DqOIfYgI/AAAAAAAAAQE/OuoKz4Z3y68/s320/DSC_1408.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273156237580526082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SS4Dfo6ntgI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Pp0d_PJh7Rk/s1600-h/DSC_1543.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SS4Dfo6ntgI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Pp0d_PJh7Rk/s320/DSC_1543.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273156055791547906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maihien &amp;amp; MJ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SS4CwMVNFQI/AAAAAAAAAP0/W-upMe8k78w/s1600-h/d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SS4CwMVNFQI/AAAAAAAAAP0/W-upMe8k78w/s320/d.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273155240664569090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SS4Crj1hOyI/AAAAAAAAAPs/GDcFCznwLmA/s1600-h/DSC_1347.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SS4Crj1hOyI/AAAAAAAAAPs/GDcFCznwLmA/s320/DSC_1347.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273155161074776866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SS4CokaZktI/AAAAAAAAAPk/8ogrshRItKQ/s1600-h/DSC_1345.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SS4CokaZktI/AAAAAAAAAPk/8ogrshRItKQ/s320/DSC_1345.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273155109689856722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More on my flickr -----&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-1517263201344043591?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/1517263201344043591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=1517263201344043591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/1517263201344043591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/1517263201344043591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2008/11/couples.html' title='couples'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SS4Du2cgQPI/AAAAAAAAAQM/N3N8w4ZSL4A/s72-c/DSC_1388.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-5473530192320465895</id><published>2008-11-17T13:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T13:23:36.677-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='single ladies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beyonce'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SNL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='justin timberlake'/><title type='text'>single ladies</title><content type='html'>Haha! Justin Timberlake is HILARIOUS ... lovers him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SNL skit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TegjiG2mrzI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TegjiG2mrzI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-5473530192320465895?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/5473530192320465895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=5473530192320465895' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/5473530192320465895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/5473530192320465895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2008/11/single-ladies.html' title='single ladies'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-475168125213279152</id><published>2008-11-14T10:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T10:44:32.738-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='San Francisco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day of the dead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the mission district'/><title type='text'>Dia De Los Muertos</title><content type='html'>Here's a couple of shots that I took from Dia De Los Muertos, the Day of the Dead down in the Mission on September 2. Interesting how I thought this was a vastly Latino celebration but from what I saw ... was more whites than people of color celebrating it. More drunks than people chillin' and remembering their dead. I don't know, I just felt like it was another excuse for people to party in the Mission [I swear I saw at least a couple of folks on something] or another form of what gentrification is doing to this neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SR3D1SeuDoI/AAAAAAAAAPc/3enh-ritXMM/s1600-h/3006408187_68996893cd_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268582459354517122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SR3D1SeuDoI/AAAAAAAAAPc/3enh-ritXMM/s320/3006408187_68996893cd_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SR3DvNIrgdI/AAAAAAAAAPU/WOGVNO1TgFo/s1600-h/3006406753_528c21dba9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268582354840682962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SR3DvNIrgdI/AAAAAAAAAPU/WOGVNO1TgFo/s320/3006406753_528c21dba9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To end the night, I had to walk around for an hour trying to find my car. Found it when my classmate had to drive down to the Mission to pick me up and drive me around to look for it ... it so happened to be parked only a block away. WTF Trina!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-475168125213279152?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/475168125213279152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=475168125213279152' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/475168125213279152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/475168125213279152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2008/11/dia-de-los-muertos.html' title='Dia De Los Muertos'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SR3D1SeuDoI/AAAAAAAAAPc/3enh-ritXMM/s72-c/3006408187_68996893cd_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-3398130858353729610</id><published>2008-11-10T09:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T00:41:57.375-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hip-hop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='play'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angry Black White Boy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='racism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='theatre'/><title type='text'>Angry Black White Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SRh5HFRffZI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cW4w-VCxlUM/s1600-h/1400054877_01_LZZZZZZZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267092926791384466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SRh5HFRffZI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cW4w-VCxlUM/s320/1400054877_01_LZZZZZZZ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last night I was taken to see the play "Angry Black White Boy" at The Intersection for the Arts on Valencia. Boy was it great! I enjoyed the old school hip-hop references to the racism message. The beat-boxing, dancing and rapping was off the hook that it made me bob my head like I was at a hip-hop show. The play was a great turn out that they extended it for one more week so I definitely recommend you all to go see it while it's here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theintersection.org/calendar/program_theatre.php"&gt;Info on the play at The Intersection for the Arts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you're a hip-hop head, you will mos def enjoy the show. TRUST. &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/2095770036343508879-3398130858353729610?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/3398130858353729610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=3398130858353729610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/3398130858353729610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/3398130858353729610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2008/11/angry-black-white-boy.html' title='Angry Black White Boy'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SRh5HFRffZI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cW4w-VCxlUM/s72-c/1400054877_01_LZZZZZZZ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-3914408622742063960</id><published>2008-11-06T11:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T16:53:15.968-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='president'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='election day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barack Obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='November 4'/><title type='text'>remember the 4th of November</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SROPqnsd1iI/AAAAAAAAAOs/OXW5ccQPxSQ/s1600-h/3008643848_79eed2800d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265710351699007010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SROPqnsd1iI/AAAAAAAAAOs/OXW5ccQPxSQ/s320/3008643848_79eed2800d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The 4th of November is history in the making, the passing of the torch from one generation to another, from the old white folks towards the young and people of color. It took one hell of a time but it finally happened. You can see how our nation is changing, developing and how we as a country came to this point to bring forth a president of change. Barack Obama is not just a president of color but rather a symbol that represents a multitude of things to the people in this nation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has one fuckin' load to deal with once he's in office so don't complain when you don't see the change he promises right away. Come on people, it's not going to take one term for everything to change ... we just need to work our way out of the damn mess that the fool put us in with his eight year reign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I admit, I got a little too emotional when I was folding my laundry and watching the election. As soon as Obama came on stage with his family, I knew everything was already different. A family of color on stage in front of the world, ready to become a leader of one of the most powerful countries ... wow. No surprise now if a woman becomes our next president. I watched how people from all over the country reacted to the news ... you can actually see the hope in people's faces. Oh and can you say CELEBRATION?! The Mission, the Castro and I'm sure all over the world people used this victory for an excuse to party. Amazing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[photos taken from flickr]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265711501653030274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SROQtjm3tYI/AAAAAAAAAPE/4VlFEjvOnF8/s320/3004476735_4320cea22b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265710761705176210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SROQCfFjfJI/AAAAAAAAAO8/HqnJ5bHAWVw/s320/3004476937_5b38afeac6_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;As a journalist, I stood outside the Salvation Army Hall on Valencia Street on the day of the election asking exit polling questions. From white to people of color, from young to old, people poured into the Hall to vote and have their opinions matter in this year’s election. Choosing who is going to be our nation’s next president was not the only important issue to vote for, but propositions like 4 and 8 were among the most important ones for residents in the Mission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“There’s a lot of big issues in this year’s election, but personally for me, it’s Prop. 4 and 8,” said Kevin Schuter who lives down the block from the Salvation Army Hall. “Everyone has a choice and everyone has a right for equality.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People in the Mission felt strongly about Prop. 8 and believe that everyone should have equal rights, which brought many supporters of gay marriage to the polls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No on Prop. 8. Why? I’d like to stay married,” said Joe as he raised his left hand to reveal a wedding band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, there was no hesitation in people's expression and answer when asked whom they voted for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Obama of course,” said Joe with a satisfactory smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** Hey if you find a news paper for Weds, Nov. 5 .... can I buy it off you?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-3914408622742063960?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/3914408622742063960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=3914408622742063960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/3914408622742063960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/3914408622742063960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2008/11/remember-4th-of-november.html' title='remember the 4th of November'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SROPqnsd1iI/AAAAAAAAAOs/OXW5ccQPxSQ/s72-c/3008643848_79eed2800d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-5201278191072934582</id><published>2008-11-03T18:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T18:12:40.320-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>family portraits</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Here's a few of my family. Oh how we are crazy ... oh so crazy. &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the cuzzo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SQ-u1APrALI/AAAAAAAAAN0/qw0_c_6plgI/s1600-h/DSC_1013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SQ-u1APrALI/AAAAAAAAAN0/qw0_c_6plgI/s320/DSC_1013.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264618715041431730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the lil' cuzzo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SQ-utvbOl7I/AAAAAAAAANs/t-9_b-cYsDY/s1600-h/DSC_1006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SQ-utvbOl7I/AAAAAAAAANs/t-9_b-cYsDY/s320/DSC_1006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264618590267414450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mamang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SQ-ugCxNcTI/AAAAAAAAANk/lMDoGfb_vxc/s1600-h/DSC_1039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SQ-ugCxNcTI/AAAAAAAAANk/lMDoGfb_vxc/s320/DSC_1039.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264618354941718834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have one hell of a family on my dad's side, but I love them. Never a dull moment.&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-5201278191072934582?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/5201278191072934582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=5201278191072934582' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/5201278191072934582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/5201278191072934582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2008/11/family-portraits.html' title='family portraits'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SQ-u1APrALI/AAAAAAAAAN0/qw0_c_6plgI/s72-c/DSC_1013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-3973293811904198042</id><published>2008-11-01T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T18:17:10.699-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='presidential election'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vote'/><title type='text'>don't vote</title><content type='html'>Once again...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fX40RsSLwF4&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fX40RsSLwF4&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" 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;THIS TUESDAY people! NOV. 4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-3973293811904198042?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/3973293811904198042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=3973293811904198042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/3973293811904198042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/3973293811904198042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2008/11/dont-vote.html' title='don&apos;t vote'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-1862760162012578618</id><published>2008-10-28T13:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T13:36:49.195-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='still life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cupcakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='candy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>trick or treat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SQd3qBRV_RI/AAAAAAAAANc/eR6vJ27ERBM/s1600-h/DSC_0957.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SQd3qBRV_RI/AAAAAAAAANc/eR6vJ27ERBM/s320/DSC_0957.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262306253385104658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween cupcakes and m&amp;amp;ms for my food still life assignment. Decided to go with the upcoming events and have some sweets that I can eat after the shoot. Happy Gruesome Halloween folks! &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-1862760162012578618?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/1862760162012578618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=1862760162012578618' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/1862760162012578618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/1862760162012578618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2008/10/trick-or-treat.html' title='trick or treat'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SQd3qBRV_RI/AAAAAAAAANc/eR6vJ27ERBM/s72-c/DSC_0957.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-6794830256258703126</id><published>2008-10-27T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T11:01:43.983-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christians'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='same-sex marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prop. 8'/><title type='text'>an annoying stand for prop. 8</title><content type='html'>I wouldn't be surprised if it passes. But I guess it takes time for change ... "like the civil rights movement".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/10/27/us/27right.html?th&amp;amp;emc=th"&gt;NY Times article&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still don't understand why the church won't allow the spread of love! That's all we doing right ... making a commitment because you want to spend the rest of your life with another human being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christians say people should love their neighbors, do good in this world, treat others the way you want to be treated ... blah blah fuckin' blah. That whole spill will go down drain if they don't allow people the right to love their partners. Lets see how Christian you can be now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI, this is a new era ... the queers are taking over the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-6794830256258703126?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/6794830256258703126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=6794830256258703126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/6794830256258703126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/6794830256258703126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2008/10/annoying-stand-for-prop-8.html' title='an annoying stand for prop. 8'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-7231173552262204410</id><published>2008-10-24T15:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T15:47:37.514-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blink'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knowing'/><title type='text'>blink</title><content type='html'>We need to respect the fact that it is possible to know without knowing why we know and accept that - sometimes - we're better off that way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-7231173552262204410?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/7231173552262204410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=7231173552262204410' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/7231173552262204410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/7231173552262204410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2008/10/blink.html' title='blink'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-5500959060436035076</id><published>2008-10-17T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T13:58:49.841-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='t-mobile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='google'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='G1'/><title type='text'>Google's G1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SPj8Xv_GWVI/AAAAAAAAAMo/H83KQ_kh54A/s1600-h/c95e6f61-fcd9-4cbc-ae5e-49d270ed2c85.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258230049903368530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SPj8Xv_GWVI/AAAAAAAAAMo/H83KQ_kh54A/s320/c95e6f61-fcd9-4cbc-ae5e-49d270ed2c85.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lookie, Google is coming out with a phone that matches the iphone. T-mobile will be the provider [mine] but I don't know. It doesn't look as appealing as the iphone but this is the first of its kind ... so maybe wait it out a little longer for newer versions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/10/16/technology/personaltech/16pogue.html?th&amp;amp;emc=th"&gt;NY Times article&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still want a 3g! Fuckin' Steve Jobs and his super cool lookin' apple shit. It will totally complement my imac and ipod duh. &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/2095770036343508879-5500959060436035076?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/5500959060436035076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=5500959060436035076' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/5500959060436035076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/5500959060436035076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2008/10/googles-g1.html' title='Google&apos;s G1'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SPj8Xv_GWVI/AAAAAAAAAMo/H83KQ_kh54A/s72-c/c95e6f61-fcd9-4cbc-ae5e-49d270ed2c85.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-6716560339632415424</id><published>2008-10-15T02:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T08:13:34.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>b-boy at ocean beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Jan Ferrer break dancing at Ocean Beach for my photo assignment. Picture me holding an umbrella, aiming my camera and hoping to get a good shot ... was so freakishly windy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SPapcR_fQQI/AAAAAAAAAMY/wGTLa4_wYek/s1600-h/DSC_0884.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SPapcR_fQQI/AAAAAAAAAMY/wGTLa4_wYek/s320/DSC_0884.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257575918332756226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SPapV68vkII/AAAAAAAAAMQ/B_YWJE6vhag/s1600-h/DSC_0874.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SPapV68vkII/AAAAAAAAAMQ/B_YWJE6vhag/s320/DSC_0874.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257575809068011650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SPapRTcQtaI/AAAAAAAAAMI/RTsra0794IU/s1600-h/DSC_0882.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SPapRTcQtaI/AAAAAAAAAMI/RTsra0794IU/s320/DSC_0882.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257575729743312290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-6716560339632415424?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/6716560339632415424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=6716560339632415424' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/6716560339632415424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/6716560339632415424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2008/10/b-boy-at-ocean-beach.html' title='b-boy at ocean beach'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SPapcR_fQQI/AAAAAAAAAMY/wGTLa4_wYek/s72-c/DSC_0884.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-8844817821106792538</id><published>2008-10-13T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T12:31:31.980-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='presidential election'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='economy'/><title type='text'>so who has plans?</title><content type='html'>Again, if you're still not clear on who to vote for this coming presidential election ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/10/14/us/politics/14campaign.html?nl=pol&amp;amp;emc=pola1"&gt;NY Times article&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and again, tell me why it doesn't matter on who we should vote for.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks McCain for giving us a reality check.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-8844817821106792538?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/8844817821106792538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=8844817821106792538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/8844817821106792538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/8844817821106792538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2008/10/so-who-has-plans.html' title='so who has plans?'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-9037663758134878984</id><published>2008-10-10T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T10:40:06.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Connecticut is in!</title><content type='html'>Connecticut just legalized same-sex marriages! Three down, 47 to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/10/11/nyregion/11marriage.html?_r=1&amp;amp;hp&amp;amp;oref=slogin"&gt;NY Times article&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Navy Blue Angels are in town. Check them out zooming around San Francisco this weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-9037663758134878984?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/9037663758134878984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=9037663758134878984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/9037663758134878984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/9037663758134878984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2008/10/connecticut-is-in.html' title='Connecticut is in!'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-6092646207254232003</id><published>2008-10-07T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T19:21:01.010-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='election'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vote'/><title type='text'>don't vote</title><content type='html'>Just had to post this because my future ex-wifey Natalie Portman is soooo gorgeous. Oh and I heart Sarah Silverman.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0vtHwWReGU0&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0vtHwWReGU0&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-6092646207254232003?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/6092646207254232003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=6092646207254232003' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/6092646207254232003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/6092646207254232003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2008/10/dont-vote.html' title='don&apos;t vote'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-836971498105369033</id><published>2008-10-05T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T19:32:17.637-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='San Francisco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='techno'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LoveFest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trance'/><title type='text'>LoveFest 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SOlzXp3k1XI/AAAAAAAAALA/_U47gDSqGrE/s1600-h/IMG_2097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SOlzXp3k1XI/AAAAAAAAALA/_U47gDSqGrE/s320/IMG_2097.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253857290517534066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It felt like God cleared the day for LoveFest. Fearing that it was going to rain on us that day, we all went despite the obvious weather. To our surprise ... it totally cleared and ended up being a bomb ass day for good love and music!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SOly24DhupI/AAAAAAAAAKw/1IDz9FcEuY8/s320/IMG_2055.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253856727390075538" /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No afterparty this year but I could of gone after hearing that people were able to just walk in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SOly_Exq7nI/AAAAAAAAAK4/dI-MY_2O4j4/s320/IMG_2068.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253856868243795570" /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;San Francisco + drank + herb + beats + good vibes = SCORE! &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-836971498105369033?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/836971498105369033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=836971498105369033' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/836971498105369033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/836971498105369033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2008/10/lovefest-2008.html' title='LoveFest 2008'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SOlzXp3k1XI/AAAAAAAAALA/_U47gDSqGrE/s72-c/IMG_2097.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-7603058930880728979</id><published>2008-10-03T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T14:35:26.541-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Vice President&quot; &quot;debate&quot; &quot;election&quot; &quot;Sarah Palin&quot; &quot;Joe Biden&quot;'/><title type='text'>VP debate</title><content type='html'>So I was hoping Sarah Palin would prove me wrong and walk into the debate and literally surprise the fuck out of us. Guess it didn't happen but I'm not going to start bashing on her. You can say she did alright for being a newbie even if the answers to the questions constantly consists of the words "energy" and "maverick". Or that her sentences goes off into nowhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253043695170728594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SOaPaLBBspI/AAAAAAAAAKo/H7IvTDtFR0E/s320/Palin__You__ve_Got_Questions_by_VulgarisPrime.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Overall, I am pleased with Barack Obama's pick with Joe Biden. Whatever Obama lacks [experience], Biden makes up for it [35 years in politics]. Haha, I actually like the guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Say it ain't so, Joe." - Governor Palin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-7603058930880728979?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/7603058930880728979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=7603058930880728979' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/7603058930880728979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/7603058930880728979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2008/10/vp-debate.html' title='VP debate'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SOaPaLBBspI/AAAAAAAAAKo/H7IvTDtFR0E/s72-c/Palin__You__ve_Got_Questions_by_VulgarisPrime.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-1047946802917561190</id><published>2008-10-01T00:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T00:34:31.237-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='palin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='election'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foreign policy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vice-president'/><title type='text'>Palin on foreign policy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Foreal foreal now? What an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nokTjEdaUGg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nokTjEdaUGg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-1047946802917561190?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/1047946802917561190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=1047946802917561190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/1047946802917561190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/1047946802917561190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2008/10/palin-on-foreign-policy.html' title='Palin on foreign policy'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-7994599380783702629</id><published>2008-09-29T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T00:00:17.231-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snowboarder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portrait'/><title type='text'>snowboarder</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Thanks Mia for wearing my snowboarding gear. More on my flickr----&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SOHNd1dhAEI/AAAAAAAAAKY/VZFOfgh7XSU/s1600-h/DSC_0516new.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SOHNd1dhAEI/AAAAAAAAAKY/VZFOfgh7XSU/s320/DSC_0516new.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251704552941486146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SOHNXEE2oLI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/9ocatMp5miI/s1600-h/DSC_0451.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SOHNXEE2oLI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/9ocatMp5miI/s320/DSC_0451.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251704436605493426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-7994599380783702629?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/7994599380783702629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=7994599380783702629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/7994599380783702629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/7994599380783702629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2008/09/snowboarder.html' title='snowboarder'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SOHNd1dhAEI/AAAAAAAAAKY/VZFOfgh7XSU/s72-c/DSC_0516new.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-3132507375619985370</id><published>2008-09-29T00:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T00:56:58.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>weekend test</title><content type='html'>Testing out my new camera this weekend. Random shots but I did get some work done as well. Thanks to the Regulators for being my last minute  models! While I'm at it, might as well post a couple photos of yours truly =P  Check out the flickr for more shots. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my CherryBoo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SOCILfSk5mI/AAAAAAAAAKI/xb3DSxnSVxI/s320/DSC_0644.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251346896473351778" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SOCIBXyTRSI/AAAAAAAAAKA/wiDvJhRjMwg/s320/DSC_0623.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251346722660238626" /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SOCHzn5hEAI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/GhaOnXQkf8M/s320/DSC_0655.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251346486467301378" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-3132507375619985370?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/3132507375619985370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=3132507375619985370' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/3132507375619985370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/3132507375619985370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2008/09/test.html' title='weekend test'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SOCILfSk5mI/AAAAAAAAAKI/xb3DSxnSVxI/s72-c/DSC_0644.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-3006686289586451130</id><published>2008-09-26T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T12:01:46.121-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='election'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='republicans'/><title type='text'>republicans</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SN0xjD3JBEI/AAAAAAAAAJw/sdLY5433cRM/s1600-h/McCain2_normal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250407218985632834" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SN0xjD3JBEI/AAAAAAAAAJw/sdLY5433cRM/s320/McCain2_normal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And you want to vote for another one? They can't even agree within their own party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/09/26/business/26bailout.html?pagewanted=1&amp;amp;_r=1&amp;amp;th&amp;amp;emc=th"&gt;NY Times article&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously by now you can tell I'm going to vote for Obama. Not because he's a minority, or he's "cool" ... but the fact that I rather have him [the man who pushed questions in the bailout meeting] than McCain [the man who barely said shit].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and HELL NAW to Palin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so don't vote if you don't want to. But FUCK YOU if those two become the leaders of this country.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-3006686289586451130?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/3006686289586451130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=3006686289586451130' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/3006686289586451130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/3006686289586451130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2008/09/republicans.html' title='republicans'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SN0xjD3JBEI/AAAAAAAAAJw/sdLY5433cRM/s72-c/McCain2_normal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-2927245658518017172</id><published>2008-09-25T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T16:09:06.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new toys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SNvJ5XmBI0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/uTB5kG4d9Fg/s1600-h/l_6b685b16119b47edac69ecfc4f95b0ff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250011778053645122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SNvJ5XmBI0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/uTB5kG4d9Fg/s320/l_6b685b16119b47edac69ecfc4f95b0ff.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's to my new toys. Oh the wonders of lighting equipment ... bleh, I'm hella broke now. Still not enough ... I want another stand, softbox, boom, and more lights. Plus I would like a backdrop ... ok fuck it, I want a studio. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aye! snowboarding season is coming up and I'm still in need of a snowboard! Shit I want, shit I can't get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I suppose I didn't mention to you all that I got a new baby ... Nikon D300.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am officially content with my non-existent love life because of my new toys. All the energy that I would pour into someone is going towards my photography. Good shit. I swear, I'm not just being lazy. Like Jay-Z said, "I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm livin' the life of a broke ass mothah fuckah goal getter.&lt;br /&gt;But, I woudn't mind meeting my Ms. Independent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-2927245658518017172?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/2927245658518017172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=2927245658518017172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/2927245658518017172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/2927245658518017172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-toys.html' title='new toys'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SNvJ5XmBI0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/uTB5kG4d9Fg/s72-c/l_6b685b16119b47edac69ecfc4f95b0ff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-8326309053015323599</id><published>2008-09-22T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T12:42:52.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>VERJ</title><content type='html'>Had dinner with a home-girl from Germany last night. Catching up with our lives and found out she's actually going to start-up her own clothing line called VERJ, aiming for urban street wear. After we all graduated from HS, she left for a fashion school down in Italy while the rest of us moved to Cali [when I thought my ass was going to be a computer scientist]. Well, her mom actually created the designs she made while she was in Italy and now she's having a fashion show back in Germany. We decided that in the future, there is a possibility of us working together. So look for us, we be coming at you BIG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248923007270476498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SNfrqkW7WtI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IMQLStJ2yCI/s320/verjpremier.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Back in the day: Kaiserslautern Germany&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[yup that's me lol]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248922568294604194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SNfrRBC7HaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/UErvZqFHcxA/s320/l_7d2220677af5ee72596af6d84442a12b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-8326309053015323599?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/8326309053015323599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=8326309053015323599' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/8326309053015323599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/8326309053015323599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2008/09/verj.html' title='VERJ'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SNfrqkW7WtI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IMQLStJ2yCI/s72-c/verjpremier.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-7872984378391431230</id><published>2008-09-22T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T09:57:43.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tribu</title><content type='html'>My fourth assignment for photo IV was to use bounce strobe in a restaurant. All thanks to my Bff's boyfriend who use to work in one. Tribu in San Bruno scored major points for their Bagaong Rice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Try it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SNdJm2xdbCI/AAAAAAAAAIw/DGRqOWdvTeU/s1600-h/DSC_0179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248744822610422818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SNdJm2xdbCI/AAAAAAAAAIw/DGRqOWdvTeU/s320/DSC_0179.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SNdJbuIVgqI/AAAAAAAAAIo/6_NSfgWhHhU/s1600-h/DSC_0181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248744631311893154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SNdJbuIVgqI/AAAAAAAAAIo/6_NSfgWhHhU/s320/DSC_0181.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-7872984378391431230?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/7872984378391431230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=7872984378391431230' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/7872984378391431230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/7872984378391431230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2008/09/tribu.html' title='Tribu'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SNdJm2xdbCI/AAAAAAAAAIw/DGRqOWdvTeU/s72-c/DSC_0179.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-3648138789247424225</id><published>2008-09-20T10:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T17:09:29.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>announcement</title><content type='html'>Them two are way too sexy. My goodness ... major steez. &lt;div&gt;"yeaaah this is hip-hop baby"&lt;div&gt;Beezies who dance like that in the video = hot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xUENS9GjHOw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xUENS9GjHOw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-3648138789247424225?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/3648138789247424225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=3648138789247424225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/3648138789247424225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/3648138789247424225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2008/09/announcement.html' title='announcement'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-6259822462980204507</id><published>2008-09-17T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T13:41:39.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>on the way</title><content type='html'>I can't run from John Mayer forever. He knows me too well. Sing it Mr. JM ... perfect songs for the soundtrack of my life. The answer to all your questions on "why Trina, dammit why?!" &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin-left: auto; visibility:visible; margin-right: auto; width:450px;"&gt;&lt;embed style="width:435px; visibility:visible; height:270px;" allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.greatprofilemusic.com/mc/mp3player-othersite.swf?config=http://www.greatprofilemusic.com/mc/config/config_black_noautostart.xml&amp;amp;mywidth=435&amp;amp;myheight=270&amp;amp;playlist_url=http://www.greatprofilemusic.com/loadplaylist.php?playlist=48064857" menu="false" quality="high" width="435" height="270" name="mp3player" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" border="0"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I'm done with broken people, this is me I'm working on ... I've been lonely but I know that I'll be OK, good love is on the way."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-6259822462980204507?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/6259822462980204507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=6259822462980204507' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/6259822462980204507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/6259822462980204507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2008/09/on-way.html' title='on the way'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-3057389804467020359</id><published>2008-09-16T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T22:19:25.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>we're fucked</title><content type='html'>Our economy seems to be fucked. What to do, what to do. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://thecaucus.blogs.nytimes.com/2008/09/16/mccain-calls-for-commission-to-study-wall-street-woes/?nl=pol&amp;amp;emc=pola1"&gt;NY Times article&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"We are in a major crisis. This election is of importance for many reasons. You are the ones that will get us out of it." - V. Wagner - Department Chair, School of Journalism&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-3057389804467020359?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/3057389804467020359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=3057389804467020359' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/3057389804467020359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/3057389804467020359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2008/09/were-fucked.html' title='we&apos;re fucked'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-2516246076551595865</id><published>2008-09-15T23:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T23:45:50.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dancer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My third assignment for photo IV was to photograph an artist under different types of found-light. Of course I did it at the last minute before I had to pick my parents up from SFO and I only had one location [my apartment] in one time of day [evening]. Here's Amanda Lee, a sister of mine, who has been dancing for five years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SM9Umckx3hI/AAAAAAAAAIU/-PSqTxlanac/s1600-h/DSC_0043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SM9Umckx3hI/AAAAAAAAAIU/-PSqTxlanac/s320/DSC_0043.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246505110392135186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SM9UgD4vbxI/AAAAAAAAAIM/LQp3VJHpFwo/s1600-h/DSC_0040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SM9UgD4vbxI/AAAAAAAAAIM/LQp3VJHpFwo/s320/DSC_0040.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246505000685760274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SM9UYG6ADmI/AAAAAAAAAIE/rj0g1Z8QwXU/s1600-h/DSC_0032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SM9UYG6ADmI/AAAAAAAAAIE/rj0g1Z8QwXU/s320/DSC_0032.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246504864057396834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;[these photos are better enlarged]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SM9UTCO6iII/AAAAAAAAAH8/RB-VfI8kM-8/s1600-h/DSC_0033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SM9UTCO6iII/AAAAAAAAAH8/RB-VfI8kM-8/s320/DSC_0033.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246504776903592066" /&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/2095770036343508879-2516246076551595865?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/2516246076551595865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=2516246076551595865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/2516246076551595865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/2516246076551595865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2008/09/dancer.html' title='dancer'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SM9Umckx3hI/AAAAAAAAAIU/-PSqTxlanac/s72-c/DSC_0043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-2604526113942206645</id><published>2008-09-12T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T16:47:24.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bump and grind</title><content type='html'>Ok so I was looking at my itunes and realized that my "freaky fuck" playlist [don't lie, you know you got one too when you be gettin' it] is a lot longer than any of my other ones. LOL wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daaaaamn I got some hella old school shit too. Remember them lap-dance days? R. Kelly, Keith Sweat and 112! I'm about to make me a projectplaylist with all baby makin' music ... see if ya'll get your freak on with my page in the background haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, ok. Listening to this is makin' me all ... naw, I'm just still drunk. haha. Officially taking my lazy ass and going to hollernation. Time to start hollerizing "hey girl hey".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo anyone down to listen to the songs...in my room? No? Yes? Maybe? haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-2604526113942206645?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/2604526113942206645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=2604526113942206645' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/2604526113942206645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/2604526113942206645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2008/09/bump-and-grind.html' title='bump and grind'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-8486110719193669215</id><published>2008-09-11T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T16:44:26.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I remember</title><content type='html'>The day when the world changed. It's been seven years and we can still feel what we felt seven years ago. Today in my Ethics in Journalism class, we watched a live airing of that day. We all took turns telling our story of what we remembered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in Germany, a sophomore in high school. Over there it happened during the afternoon so the first plane hit when I was still on the bus going home. My uncle was visiting for a week because he was stationed in Aviano, Italy. I walked in with him glued to the TV and was curious to know what movie he was watching [many of us thought it was a movie]. Then I saw it...the second plane crashing into the second tower... I didn't know what to say, what to do ... then it hit me, call dad, call dad. I phoned my dad but I couldn't get through and I remembered, he's ok. He's here in Germany, not there anymore. I was panicking because he was recently there in New York the week before. Then my mom called. She said the bases are going to be on lock-down and she wouldn't get home for awhile. So I just sat there...watching the people in debris and smoke with my uncle until my parents came home. School was cancelled for us for four days. The bases were on lock-down for those days, meaning high security. Very difficult to get in or out and it was like that for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's what happened in that time, in that part of the world for me. It is not yet history, and we are all still suffering from that day in many ways than one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-8486110719193669215?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/8486110719193669215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=8486110719193669215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/8486110719193669215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/8486110719193669215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-remember.html' title='I remember'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-2828219248055266872</id><published>2008-09-09T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T00:06:09.254-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vegas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='road trip'/><title type='text'>vegas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMdxTf5THaI/AAAAAAAAAHU/1IIv9i9cMSo/s1600-h/DSC_0042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMdxTf5THaI/AAAAAAAAAHU/1IIv9i9cMSo/s320/DSC_0042.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244284870889512354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always crazy, always fun. Total hour of sleep for three days = 5.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"shake 'em dice and roll 'em!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;note: never let your home boys make hard-boiled eggs for an 8 hour road-trip. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMdxFKLAEJI/AAAAAAAAAHM/dnGL-lhz3hY/s320/DSC_0051.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244284624540012690" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMdwwWseSnI/AAAAAAAAAHE/PJQCDFqyO6M/s320/DSC_0012.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244284267124378226" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-2828219248055266872?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/2828219248055266872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=2828219248055266872' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/2828219248055266872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/2828219248055266872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2008/09/vegas.html' title='vegas'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMdxTf5THaI/AAAAAAAAAHU/1IIv9i9cMSo/s72-c/DSC_0042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-6329670029523327036</id><published>2008-09-01T23:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T00:07:52.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sunset</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My first assignment for photo IV was to go out and find a stationary object or scenery to take a photo of during different times of the day. I chose the view and the tower of Twin Peaks. I've always wanted to take a photo up there but never had a chance to. Now here it is. I also took that night shot of the city in my banner. It took me three trips: one during sunset, two during sunrise and three during mid-day. It was amazing being up there watching the sun go down and then up again at 6 in the morning. I love San Francisco. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SLzk4UIzweI/AAAAAAAAAGk/78qpx-7Y0vU/s1600-h/DSC_0054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SLzk4UIzweI/AAAAAAAAAGk/78qpx-7Y0vU/s320/DSC_0054.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241315722481877474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SLzki1chKuI/AAAAAAAAAGU/415V0YzwFzM/s1600-h/DSC_0027.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SLzki1chKuI/AAAAAAAAAGU/415V0YzwFzM/s320/DSC_0027.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241315353465793250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-6329670029523327036?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/6329670029523327036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=6329670029523327036' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/6329670029523327036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/6329670029523327036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2008/09/sunset.html' title='sunset'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SLzk4UIzweI/AAAAAAAAAGk/78qpx-7Y0vU/s72-c/DSC_0054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-8870953397854731092</id><published>2008-09-01T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T23:44:01.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>08.31.08</title><content type='html'>Fuck. It's hard wanting what you can't have. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-8870953397854731092?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/8870953397854731092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=8870953397854731092' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/8870953397854731092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/8870953397854731092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2008/09/083108.html' title='08.31.08'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-1207334445713582675</id><published>2008-08-28T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T16:37:12.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thanks</title><content type='html'>Thank you for the comments on my playlist on MySpace, Downelink and Facebook. I appreciate your praises for my music taste...meaning you guys have one hella of a taste too. Yes, my playlist is hella random but that just means I can't get enough of everything. I love music PERIOD. Growing up as an only child made me of course, pretty lonely at times. I always had to find something to keep me entertained and music was at it's best in the 90's. It also helped that my parents are young and was jammin' to Janet, Madonna, WHAM! and all them fools. Once I got older, I went through my phases. Goth, punk, hip-hop and trance. Now I'm just taking it all in, listening to whatever that can make me groove to the beat but it's all about that old school shit ya dig. Jimi Hendrix is a fuckin' god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, thanks to those who followed me to my new spot and is still keeping tabs with my [not so interesting] life and opinions. Totally appreciate the comments. You guys are awesome. HEART.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI. The heat is making me all hot and yeah....haha being on campus is not too bad during this weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, try to catch Obama's speech tonight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-1207334445713582675?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/1207334445713582675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=1207334445713582675' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/1207334445713582675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/1207334445713582675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2008/08/thanks.html' title='thanks'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-7800606122918180689</id><published>2008-08-26T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T23:29:35.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shot of love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The photos are up from the casting call of A Shot of Love 3 on www.aidasecret.com. Yes, there has  been changes and it's not going to be Tila as the bisexual bachelorette for the season. Some chic at the party came up to tell me it's going to be one of the girls from Danity Kane but nobody knows for certain who. Hmmm? I have no clue who the individuals are in that group so I'm not too excited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SLTzgMmDzcI/AAAAAAAAAFc/ehuIw5B9u1M/s320/DSC_0025.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239080001000951234" /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Best photos are up on my flickr ----------&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/2095770036343508879-7800606122918180689?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/7800606122918180689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=7800606122918180689' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/7800606122918180689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/7800606122918180689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2008/08/shot-of-love.html' title='shot of love'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SLTzgMmDzcI/AAAAAAAAAFc/ehuIw5B9u1M/s72-c/DSC_0025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-1991142550981251547</id><published>2008-08-26T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T22:44:34.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>first day of the semester</title><content type='html'>I welcome Fall 2008 with open arms! This one is going to be a harsh one, very time consuming indeed with reporting and photo IV... damn you Prof. Kobre! Whatever, it was good seeing my photo gang again. The classes for all you stalkers:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- photo IV [color and lighting]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- reporting &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- film &amp;amp; society&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- ethics in journalism [the course number is 666...wtf]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't worry people, Trina E. is going to graduate soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; On another note. I'm annoyed by the female gender but that's a different post all together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-1991142550981251547?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/1991142550981251547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=1991142550981251547' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/1991142550981251547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/1991142550981251547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-day-of-semester.html' title='first day of the semester'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-2804192264552697182</id><published>2008-08-22T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T22:02:25.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>casting call</title><content type='html'>So the people that I'm working with hit me up to shoot the casting call for A Shot of Love 3. Woohoo a free party with girls and I get to take their picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237452082394888114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SK8q63NG97I/AAAAAAAAAFE/wYnl8AOTA1g/s320/shotoflove.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-2804192264552697182?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/2804192264552697182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=2804192264552697182' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/2804192264552697182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/2804192264552697182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2008/08/casting-call.html' title='casting call'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SK8q63NG97I/AAAAAAAAAFE/wYnl8AOTA1g/s72-c/shotoflove.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-2566729878321304145</id><published>2008-08-21T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T09:18:57.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the show</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SK3qXb7zuvI/AAAAAAAAAEk/NzIw7HHW1bA/s1600-h/2785012064_42ba8f106f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237099630058257138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SK3qXb7zuvI/AAAAAAAAAEk/NzIw7HHW1bA/s320/2785012064_42ba8f106f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh Dang Mag presented a hip-hop show last night showcasing local artists at Fat City. I went with a couple of my girls and met up with a photo buddy who was shooting the show. Of course, I had a good time jammin' to the beats and eyeing every single guy that looked like the last guy I dated [lol] and the cutest emcee chic I've seen so far. Fuck the bartender, it's all 'bout the emcee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopie Spitshard is the name. Check her out, I'm sure you can find her on MySpace. From what I saw last night, she is one pretty talented chic. Holler! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Photography by Jan Ferrer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237099997942349074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SK3qs2aNfRI/AAAAAAAAAE0/a1tME3aPe64/s320/2784120213_14d76e5410.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237099817413809346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SK3qiV42lMI/AAAAAAAAAEs/jCQYcFZvNqw/s320/2784991400_f89b00cd61.jpg" border="0" /&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/2095770036343508879-2566729878321304145?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/2566729878321304145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=2566729878321304145' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/2566729878321304145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/2566729878321304145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2008/08/show.html' title='the show'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SK3qXb7zuvI/AAAAAAAAAEk/NzIw7HHW1bA/s72-c/2785012064_42ba8f106f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-1145816939907728661</id><published>2008-08-21T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T10:51:59.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Obama videos</title><content type='html'>The videos that was posted on both Myspace and Downelink by a few people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iutTbNABZ-U&amp;amp;color1=11645361&amp;amp;color2=13619151&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iutTbNABZ-U&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1X-ZeGQCTNM&amp;amp;color1=11645361&amp;amp;color2=13619151&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1X-ZeGQCTNM&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My rebuttal...video clips was taken by FOX NEWS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else is there to say? FOX NEWS is not journalism unless you are a Republican. By the way, the doof ball who made this video did a lot, I mean a lot of obvious editing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm ready for the haters...bring it on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-1145816939907728661?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/1145816939907728661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=1145816939907728661' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/1145816939907728661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/1145816939907728661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2008/08/obama-videos.html' title='Obama videos'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-6616880538418490786</id><published>2008-08-20T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T11:53:29.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Matilda Ledger</title><content type='html'>If you didn't know, Heath Ledger was in the process of filming a movie when he died. Unfortunately when he passed away, his will wasn't updated to include his daughter Matilda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So these three great actors [my favs] filled in for Ledger's character in the movie he was filming, "The Imaginarium of Dr. Parnassus". Johnny Depp, Jude Law and Colin Farrell donated their salary from the movie to Matilda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, that totally made my day and I actually can't wait to see the film.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-6616880538418490786?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/6616880538418490786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=6616880538418490786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/6616880538418490786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/6616880538418490786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2008/08/matilda-ledger.html' title='Matilda Ledger'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-7822312698899100122</id><published>2008-08-19T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T16:32:48.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bias doctors</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Since I'm on a roll with gay issues, here's an article that I found about doctors denying treatment to patients due to their religious beliefs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/c/a/2008/08/18/BA2212D6H4.DTL"&gt;http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/c/a/2008/08/18/BA2212D6H4.DTL&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will never end will it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew up as Roman Catholic and I've always had this problem with my faith and sexual orientation. How am I suppose to be faithful to my religious beliefs and be true to who I am? Back in the day when I moved away from my parents to go off to college here in SF, I came to a point where I lost my faith. My mind wondered, searching and trying different things because like most kids, I was taking advantage of my freedom. I'm not going to go on and talk about the shit I did when I was a youngin' but, it did take me three years for me to realize where my faith stands. In the end, I came to the conclusion that if God is suppose to be an omniscient god [all knowing, all forgiving and all powerful] then He should already know that I'm gay and will always forgive me for it...riiight? Right, so that's my state of mind and I'm pretty much content with it. I won't get started with the church, my views on that differs way more. Small point, it's just another institution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in a God that already knows everything and forgives me for everything if I stay true to Him...and that's all that matters. Take that you bias doctors! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-7822312698899100122?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/7822312698899100122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=7822312698899100122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/7822312698899100122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/7822312698899100122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2008/08/bias-doctors.html' title='bias doctors'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-4376245999515938290</id><published>2008-08-18T11:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T11:29:43.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ellen and Portia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SKnU-LF8kiI/AAAAAAAAAD0/-X0p2ipL29s/s1600-h/ellen_degeneres.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235950206389621282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SKnU-LF8kiI/AAAAAAAAAD0/-X0p2ipL29s/s320/ellen_degeneres.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As you all know, the recent victory of the gays has brought a massive wave of queers to California to finally tie the knot. Of course being a part of the gay community myself, I immediately felt a sense of relief wash over me. Who knows that some day, I might just fall in love and marry that one special woman. Some day but not today, so lets not get carried away here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Out of all the cute gay marriage stories, this one in particular brought the biggest smile on my face today. Congratulations Ellen DeGeneres and Portia de Rossi! The two blonds that's been together since 2004 finally tied the knot this Saturday in a small intimate ceremony. They are too cute together. I think Portia is a hottie and Ellen is just straight up hilarious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;To People Mag in 2005: "It's the first time that I've known in every cell of my being that I'm with somebody for the rest of my life."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isn't that just an "awwww" thing to say! So Lindsay Lohan, if you are truly gay and you love that girlfriend of yours then by all means...go for it! [read that she's been a good girl with her around]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn, I got to get on the ball and look for my possible future wifey now before any religious folks tries to take my rights back. Ya dig?&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/2095770036343508879-4376245999515938290?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/4376245999515938290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=4376245999515938290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/4376245999515938290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/4376245999515938290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2008/08/ellen-and-portia.html' title='Ellen and Portia'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SKnU-LF8kiI/AAAAAAAAAD0/-X0p2ipL29s/s72-c/ellen_degeneres.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-1447794243290196610</id><published>2008-08-15T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T12:45:10.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>her name</title><content type='html'>So everything from my day dream came true except for the "conversation". It ended up that I did talk to her but only to ask for drinks and her name. So how did I come about asking for the name? Let's see. When I was sure I was tipsy, I ordered another round of drinks and then when she turned to walk away, I forced myself to say "Hey, what's your name?" She smiled, paused and damn got me to think "is she even going to tell me?" Finally, she said it. I feel like an idiot. WHY DO I DO THIS TO MYSELF?! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This crush is getting to me but whatever, it feels good. I know I don't have a chance but hey, it doesn't hurt to day dream right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably sound like a complete loser right about now, talking about having crushes on bartenders so I'm just going to stop right here.&lt;br /&gt;When something interesting really does happen with her....till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-1447794243290196610?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/1447794243290196610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=1447794243290196610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/1447794243290196610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/1447794243290196610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2008/08/her-name.html' title='her name'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-6176729638251709605</id><published>2008-08-14T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T12:42:20.443-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day dream'/><title type='text'>the day dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;10:45 PM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, another Thursday night in the city. I walk in knowing already the faces I'm going to see but only one stands out from the rest of them...damn, that bartender. Knowing me, I rushed to the side of the bar where she's at, trying to make eye contact, waiting for her and only her to come to me. Two girl friends, one on each side of me telling me what they want to drink but she sees them, then sees me. Nothing. They leave after I tell them "I got you" and that's when she starts to make her way towards me. As fast as they left, she came up to where I'm standing, leans across the bar and waits for me to yell in her ear, "Three shots of patron, one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;redbull&lt;/span&gt;/vodka, and one corona." She smiles, nods and turns around to grab the drinks. As I wait, my eyes scans the crowd that's here tonight..."nah he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bootsie&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ew&lt;/span&gt; she ugly, damn are you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;foreal&lt;/span&gt;?" type shit running through my head. Acting like I wasn't paying attention to her at all, she suddenly appears with my drinks and screams, "16 dollars!" I throw down the money, leave her a tip, turn and shove my way through the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12:30 AM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancing my life away with a drink in my hand, it looks blue so I'm assuming an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;AMF&lt;/span&gt;. Music is starting to change, I feel the DJ mixing his way out of  "don't stop believing..." and towards "please don't stop the music". &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Urgh&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ofcourse&lt;/span&gt;. Now I need a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;stog&lt;/span&gt;. I force my way through the piss infested hallway that leads to the back where I can get some kind of fresh air. Great, a dead end. I just trapped myself with a bunch of dudes. I quickly pull out a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;cigarette&lt;/span&gt;, spark it, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;inhale&lt;/span&gt; ever so deeply. Oh how I wish this was weed right now. Then, without a warning, I was already wishing for something else. Her, she was standing right there, leaning against the rail smoking with three other guys. Wow, what in the hell is she doing out here? So I just stood there, smoking casually, meeting her gaze a couple of times. She then leans towards the big guy to her right and tells him something. Fuck, was I staring? No way, I was making sure I wasn't! Oh no, oh no, she's slowly walking towards me. I'm totally getting flustered, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;hella&lt;/span&gt; shit going through my head and...and...it's too late, she's here, right in front, staring straight at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Conversation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey."&lt;br /&gt;"Uh, hey."&lt;br /&gt;"You come here a lot huh?"&lt;br /&gt;"I guess so, you work here right?"&lt;br /&gt;"Please, you know the answer to that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I hear someone calling my name. Dammit! It's my co-worker telling me she's going on break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued...tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-6176729638251709605?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/6176729638251709605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=6176729638251709605' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/6176729638251709605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/6176729638251709605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2008/08/day-dream.html' title='the day dream'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-7211428455595837153</id><published>2008-08-13T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T11:39:01.100-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homies'/><title type='text'>homies</title><content type='html'>I break down the people I know in my life to my AIM categories: Dudes, Beezies, Sisters, Family, Hi Hello, and Homies...there are only seven people on that list. These are the people who I can laugh at stupid shit with, act like an idiot, clown on each other, with no kind of judgement because we are all on the same humor level. Other people get offended if I tell them "yo you're gettin' fat" or when one of the boys calls one of us girls a "hoe" for doing something stupid. We clean after each others messes, we have each others backs and when we do fight, it's all out of love because 15 minutes later, we act like it never even happened. Of course , the guys will always be guys and hit up girls here and there (lol) but in the end, who do they go to talk shit to? The point is, we all can chill together without putting up a front and walking on eggshells. You all know how people are nowadays, especially with  female relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would think being over 21 you and your homies would be a lot more mature than you were three years ago. Hah, wrong! I always know what I'm getting myself into when I drive down to SJ to kick it with them...total stupidity fun. Who else would sit around a table till 4 am finishing a bottle of absinthe, telling each other shit, then going to one room to spoon for a minute, and wake up to drink again at 7 am. The next day, when people left for work, the only people that stayed at the condo were the ones that doesn't even live there... and what did we do during the day? Play cards, have pillow talks, try to do some voodoo shit, eat hella, watch a movie and then jump around on our friend's bed to some Nsync...completely sober. If you are as broke as us, then you have to have good company to just be able to kick it at one place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six of us, as we call it, are the filipino cast of Friends. True that.&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* but all this fun with the homies leaves me with a broken foot.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm being Sir Limp-a-lot right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So people, love your homies because they love you!&lt;br /&gt;To the homies who are scattered across the globe...I MISS YOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-7211428455595837153?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/7211428455595837153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=7211428455595837153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/7211428455595837153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/7211428455595837153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2008/08/homies.html' title='homies'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095770036343508879.post-9213352919707997881</id><published>2008-08-12T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T15:33:48.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the first post</title><content type='html'>Thank you for your time in creating a blog here. Is this your first blog ever?&lt;br /&gt;- No actually. My first blog ever was on Xanga and I had it since I was a freshman in high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why start a new one when you already have one?&lt;br /&gt;- Change. People change and they grow up. Half of my subscribers on Xanga are people from the past that I don't even talk to anymore. Plus, I want a fresh start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of blog would this be?&lt;br /&gt;- Personal, political and professional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did you choose "Trina E. in The City" as your title?&lt;br /&gt;- I am Trina E. living in the city of San Francisco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell us more about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;- Well, I'm pure blooded Filipina, born on the Islands but raised as an American Air Force Brat. Lived in Texas and California during my early years but basically grew up in Germany. Visited majority of the countries in Europe and also Japan from time to time. Currently, I'm a senior at SFSU taking up a degree in photojournalism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do photojournalism?&lt;br /&gt;- I've changed my majors about three times already and when I found out that my school has a great journalism department, I checked it out. I've always loved photography but never thought I would make a career out of it. I decided that since you only live once, why not do what you love to do? I want to meet as much people as I can, travel and show the world how "fucked up" and beautiful it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's a start.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095770036343508879-9213352919707997881?l=trinalives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/feeds/9213352919707997881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095770036343508879&amp;postID=9213352919707997881' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/9213352919707997881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095770036343508879/posts/default/9213352919707997881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinalives.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-post.html' title='the first post'/><author><name>Trina E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13356538179821959651</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/_NOCCe5KVjoI/SMWG9z0S0GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iP2JDh3YY_s/S220/DSC_0006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
