tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43002281583992137502023-06-20T21:09:35.801-07:00Collar StaysPonderance of the IrrelevantNaveenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02618119080699779458noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4300228158399213750.post-9383163502811409122008-07-28T12:25:00.000-07:002008-12-09T02:22:00.988-08:00Pure Gold<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x3b4HQByqBI/SI4doVQTZKI/AAAAAAAAACI/6FOKaVy_Fio/s1600-h/_MG_8443_lowres.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x3b4HQByqBI/SI4doVQTZKI/AAAAAAAAACI/6FOKaVy_Fio/s320/_MG_8443_lowres.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228148796161221794" /></a><br /><br />This is officially my second review of a TV show. My review of Frank TV (which I would link to if I wasn't lazy, or if it wasn't easier just to scroll down) was less than favorable. So in the interest of balance, I'm giving MTV's new hit "From G's to Gents" two thumbs up. Here is why you should watch:<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">1. Pretty Ricky (pictured above).</span> Unfortunately, Mr. Ricky (whose real name is Lenny, by the way) was kicked off in the first episode. But in what style! The G's were presented with an open bar - Pretty Ricky, who has wearing a golf glove (also pictured), decided to hit the cognac a little too hard. He He slurred his speech, urinated on the outside of the house and speaking incoherently for most of the episode. Obviously, you have to believe that the genius editing team at MTV played a large part in the negative portrayal of Pretty, but still - he was without a doubt hammered. And it was hilarious. And, unfortunately, it led to his demise. We'll you miss you, Pretty Ricky. <br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">2. It is hosted by Fonzworth Bentley, two years after we should have forgotten about him.</span> Every time I see this guy, the following two words come to mind: "Seriously, dude?" <br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">3. It will make you feel good about yourself</span>. In comparison to the cast of this show, I am a dapper, articulate gentlemen who really has his life together. In reality, I am such a loser, I watched a show called "From G's to Gents" on MTV. But for that hour, sweet escape...<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">4. You will learn new words, or new uses for old ones.</span> My favorite so far: "G-check". I'm still not sure if this is a feature of the show itself, or an urban term I have never heard before. In any case, it was well understood by everyone on the show. From what I can gather, it is a severe attack on one's manhood initiated by another man. The point of a G-check to illicit a response from the attacked, and thereby reveal his character, or whether or not he is a true "G". So just remember, the next time you get punched in the nuts, you could be getting G-checked. Act accordingly. <br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">5. The Black Ball/ Ebony Sphere Vote-Off system</span>. This is actually the worst part of the show, because it's pretty much meaningless (Fonzworth decides who goes home, ultimately) however, the system provides some entertainment value, mainly because I am convinced the entire cast believes they are voting with "ebony spears". <br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">6. The sob stories</span>. My favorite so far, from a gentlemen named "Shotta" (yeah, he used to hustle). Shotta lives in his car. But, as he is quick to point out, it's a Benz! He paid five grand for it. He is equally quick to point out (very astutely, I might add) that "it was a bad purchase..."Naveenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02618119080699779458noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4300228158399213750.post-22558148424061393332008-04-18T07:27:00.000-07:002008-04-18T07:28:10.435-07:00Hulu: The Future of TVThis is funny - watch it. <br /><br /><object width="510" height="295"><param name="movie" value="http://www.hulu.com/embed/VYl5zrMuzYVtINOpep6x-A"></param><embed src="http://www.hulu.com/embed/VYl5zrMuzYVtINOpep6x-A" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="510" height="295"></embed></object>Naveenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02618119080699779458noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4300228158399213750.post-17425407924326622912008-02-29T11:39:00.001-08:002008-02-29T12:08:56.592-08:00Political Endorsement of the DayLeon is truly the Voice of the People. <br /><br /><object width="425" height="355"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mi_c6D8SPcE"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mi_c6D8SPcE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"></embed></object><br /><br /><br />The following went into my decision:<br /><br />Pros:<br />Obviously very smart and we align on most issues (I think Hillary's healthcare plan is better, but I think Obama secretly does too). More so than any other candidate, seems to have the right (or what I determine to be right) perspective on his role as president. And I think his lack of experience is actually a credit - as the self-appointed Candidate for Change, I think it he is more credible without years and years of Washington experience, so he is not so much a product of the system. Also, this might be racist, I am not sure, but doesn't having a back guy named Barack Hussein Obama lower our global hate profile a little bit, especially in the parts of the world that matter most in this respect? <br /><br />Cons:<br />Can you really trust a guy whose middle name is Hussein? (kidding). But we do differ on a couple of issues (mainly economic), but I'm willing to live with it. Also, I am a little bit reticent to be on the same side as some of the folks who have publicly come out with their support of Obama recently - part of me feels like I am just being blindly swept away by the Hollywood/Liberal media tidal wave of Obama support, and this worries me a little bit. But whatever, I feel like I have informed myself well enough to make my own decision. <br /><br />So there it is: Barack Obama, muthafucka! The president of hittin that ass! (This should be a campaign slogan.)Naveenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02618119080699779458noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4300228158399213750.post-63517039201460392012008-02-28T11:22:00.000-08:002008-02-28T11:38:38.522-08:00Totally Inappropriate and Mean-Spirited Joke of the Day<em>As told by John McCain, Republican Senator from Arizona, current Republican <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Presidential</span> Candidate, in 1998:</em><br /><em></em><br /><strong>Q:</strong> Why is Chelsea <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Clinton</span> so ugly?<br /><br /><strong>A:</strong> Because Janet Reno is her dad.<br /><br /><br />The beauty of this joke is that it manages to offend just about everybody on some level. You really can't beat it for economy. Also, important to note that in 1998 Chelsea Clinton was 18 at best, so in no way fair game for this kind of abuse.Naveenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02618119080699779458noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4300228158399213750.post-51851508889032106862008-02-21T08:21:00.000-08:002008-12-09T02:22:01.504-08:00What Happened to the Hooligans?<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3b4HQByqBI/R72-HSO50-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/nkJRw2yWm2Q/s1600-h/bird.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169496979653907426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3b4HQByqBI/R72-HSO50-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/nkJRw2yWm2Q/s320/bird.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />In a recent email discussion between friends, the topic of hooliganism in soccer came up. One friend, let's call him "Fabio," mentioned in that he was fortunate enough to attend the Arsenal v. AC Milan Champions League match last night which was a thrilling 0-0 draw (no sarcasm there - if you don't think a 0-0 match can be exciting, you should watch more NASCAR). What you must understand is that Fabio has an interesting job that forces him to live in Brazil, travel around the world and do things like go to major sporting events for free - everyone hates Fabio because of this (or at least I do.)<br /><br />Fabio's seats (as he pointed out, that ass) were very close to the field, on the lower level of the stadium. A concerned friend responded by asking Fabio if it wasn't dangerous to be sitting on the lower levels, as you could have beverages (or the warmer by-product of previously-consumed beverages) intentionally leaked on you, or be hit by any number of projectiles. The answer was no - he was fine. This drew surprise and skepticism among the group: a big-time soccer match in London at night? Shouldn't there be some hooliganism? Some shenaniganism? ( I made up one of the words in the above paragraph - can you guess which one?)<br /><br />These things <em>do</em> happen in soccer. If you watch the sports segment of Spanish channel news, you'll notice that the field during a South American soccer game often looks like a pig sty (literally - there are barn animals on there sometimes). In Italy, the "Ultra" fans have been known to wreak havoc from the stands - last year, in the dying minutes of a Champions league game against AC Milan, fans from Inter Milan began to shoot flares onto the field - one said flare hit AC Milan's goalkeeper. In addition, as an artifact of Mussolini's time in charge, the game of soccer in Italy is at least somewhat intertwined with the ideology of fascism (at least for some folk). As a result, its not totally uncommon to see swastikas or other ugly reminders of World War II in the stands of an Italian soccer game.<br /><br />In Spain, player abuse is rampant. Sometimes, I have to admit, it's kind of funny - in an interview, a player who transferred from Barcelona to hated rivals Real Madrid mentioned that playing against his old team in Barcelona, as he prepared to take a corner kick, a (we must say creative) fan threw a pig's head at him. That's pretty good...but sometimes it's less funny: it's fairly well-documented that black players are often racially taunted during games by fans. In a recent friendly between the Spanish and English national teams (hosted in Spain), England's black players were treated to monkey noises when they were in possession of the ball. In a post-game interview, one of the English players noted "it was almost as bad as the time we played that game in Boston." (Sorry, couldn't resist.)<br /><br />English soccer (which is perhaps the most popular brand of the sport in this country) and its fans developed a formidable reputation for hooliganism and shenaniganism in the 70's and 80's - possibly the most notable and tragic example being the Heysel Stadium disaster before the Champions League Final in 1985. A group of Liverpool fans essentially rioted in the stadium's stands, causing a collapse and the death of 39 people. Perhaps as a result of this incident (which resulted in a five year exclusion of English club teams from European competition) and others, English fans have been tagged as the preeminent bad boys of soccer.<br /><br />However, this seems to have evolved into a misconception at this point - while it took a tragedy of this magnitude to snap them into action, the Football Association (what a great name for a sport's governing body - not adding "English" at the beginning presumes there is no other legitimate association for the sport, just pure genius) cracked down on fan behavior. They made a conscious effort to extricate the culture of "footy" from the culture of alcohol and violence (you can still can get your belligerent drunk on at pubs, by the way). There's no drinking in stadiums for example, and police presence at a stadium on game day is formidable. As a result, much of theshenaniganism and hooliganism seen in soccer arenas around the globe (including Saturday morning rec leagues in American suburbia) are no longer a part of English soccer. That's why Fabio was so comfortable in his seats last nights, and he was able to enjoy the game.<br /><br />That's not the the only reason though - his seat was actually comfortable. It wasn't a steel bench. That's because the game was played in a brand-new $50 trillion dollar (estimated figure) stadium - with luxury boxes. Obviously, tickets don't cost what they used to. In England, perhaps more than any other country, soccer has become big business. Many of the top clubs are listed on stock exchanges. Others list big-shot financiers as their owners, and the biggest of all, Manchester United, was recently LBO-ed (by a Yank, no less). The resulting focus on the bottom line means two things for English soccer: 1) It's in the best interest of owners and club officials to keep the fans in line - being banned from European soccer means less revenue, after all. 2) Increased ticket prices and catering to the the deep-pocketed corporate crowd (like that douche Fabio) means that Joe Pintglass can't get tickets to watch Arsenal at the Emirates Stadium (Fly Emirates!) anymore, much like Joe Sixpack can't afford tickets to see the Broncos at Invesco Field (Invest Invesco!). So the demographic profile of stadiums has changed and, for better or worse, seems to be more civilized...if not a bunch of wankers.Naveenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02618119080699779458noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4300228158399213750.post-88535758634430183222008-01-16T08:17:00.000-08:002008-01-17T00:10:29.429-08:00Championship Weekend Preparedness GuideMuch has been and will be written about the coming week’s NFL Conference Championship games – nonetheless I feel the need to chime in with some of my predictions for the games and the commercials in bewtween them:<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">The Games.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">AFC:</span><br /><br />Like most of America, I am torn when it comes to the Patriots - <br /><br />Pros: <br />Actually enjoying all the drama about the whole 19-0 thing<br />Big fan of Belichick, really big fan. (I find his utter disdain for all things not Bill Belichick charming). <br />A certain dreamboat quarterback. <br /><br />Cons:<br />Everything about sports fans from Boston.<br /><br />However, I think I can ignore the millions of goateed cons in this case and root for the Pats, because I don’t think I have hated an athlete as much as I hate Phillip Rivers. I lived in London for a while, and my British friends were always confused by the distinction between an “asshole” and a “douche bag”. I found the best way to demonstrate the difference was to point to examples: While Hitler was an asshole, Phillip Rivers is a giant douche bag. <br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">NFC:</span><br /><br />Call me crazy here, but in my opinion, sports journalists tend to sensationalize things…so isn’t it possible that contrary to what we've been hearing all week, Eli Manning hasn’t blossomed into the second coming of Joe Montana just yet? Just maybe? I mean, we all go on hot streaks sometimes in our lives. Take me for example – I once had a 236 note streak going in Guitar Hero. That is not a joke. But I got tripped up on the solo. Isn’t it just possible that Eli gets tripped up on the solo of playoff football, i.e. cold weather? (And wasn’t this what everyone blamed his terrible December on?)<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">The Commercials.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">Taco Bell</span><br /><br />The conclusion of the saga will be the mousy pregnant chick giving birth to a baby with a mustache and squid legs. Shouldn’t there be a government warning about pregnant women eating Taco Bell? I mean it might be safer to just go with broken glass with elemental mercury and Easy Cheese – I mean it’s cheesy, crunchy, etc. <br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">Toyota</span><br /><br />A representative from the National Highway Traffic Safety Administration will have explained to Toyota executives the benefits of stopwatches and test tracks, so this week’s Tundra commercials might be a bit dull in comparison to previous ones. To compensate for the lack of action, the commercial’s narrator will do the “Who’s on First?” bit with the guy from NFL Films, causing the San Andreas Fault to move several meters. <br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">FOX Programming</span><br /><br />The beauty of FOX is that the content is so inane, and the commercials are so frequent, that you really don't have to watch any of the shows to know what's going on. This week we will find out that the Prison Break guys scheme to break in or out of prison, possibly both. Also, Terminator, the Show will feature the FOX Football Robot as a new character. There will be a drawn-out "will they, won't they?" story line featuring him and the racially ambiguous terminator chick. <br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">Esurance</span><br /><br />Is it me, or has Erin Esurance really toned down the sexy recently? Expect her to be back in a big way this weekend.Naveenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02618119080699779458noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4300228158399213750.post-38907427383610746042008-01-16T08:13:00.000-08:002008-01-16T08:16:46.579-08:00Don't Call it a ComebackSorry for the delay, Collar Stays will be returning shortly will posts-a-plenty...Naveenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02618119080699779458noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4300228158399213750.post-52603864222446331722007-11-20T19:13:00.000-08:002007-11-21T05:06:15.395-08:00Am I Really in this F*cking Demographic?I'm a sports fan. So I did what a lot of sports fans do during October: I watched the baseball playoffs (a lot of it actually - recall, I am unemployed). Between innings (and shots of <a href="http://soxblog.mlblogs.com/photos/uncategorized/youkilis.jpg">Kevin Youkilis</a> screaming "white power!") TBS and its broadcasting parnter Fox devised a clever procedure for promoting its new series, Frank TV: show irritating fat guy ("Frank") in costume doing unrelated and meaningless impressions in front of a plain white screen for 30 seconds, repeat.<br /><br />And repeat they did. If you watched any baseball between September and October 2007, you know exactly what I mean. If you didn't, you probably do anyways. By November, comericals for Frank TV (see above description - they stuck with the formula) had infiltrated every aspect of my TV life: I couldn't watch Seinfeld re-runs, SportsCenter or the other things I use TV for without seeing Frank as Jack Nicholson, Frank as Bob DeNiro and Frank as John Madden. Thank God for Jeopardy and my love for all movies on Bravo which gave me my only TV breaks from Frank. (By the way, have you seen the new Bosch water-saving dishwasher? Two words: tight, dawg.)<br /><br />The show made its debut last night. Given that this new program was an obvious attempt at reaching my demographic (18-30 year old males) I felt it was my social responsiblity to watch the thing (Full disclosure: I also watched the first episode of Cavemen). This is what I knew heading into the first episode:<br /><br />1. Frank seems to be a very talented impressionist. Well, he's good at doing impressions. He might do a dead-on Cezanne, I don't know. In any case - he sounds just like John Madden (my John Madden voice is just me talking with a slice of bread in my mouth - quite effective, actually), and does the "beady-eyed shoulder shrug" Bush thing better than anyone.<br /><br />2. Impressions are amusing for about 5 seconds, or sometimes not at all.<br /><br />This is all I knew. Was it a sketch comedy show? A talk show? I didn't know. But I was fairly certain it would invovle impressions. I was also certain that if Vegas had set the over/under on the show's Suckiness Level at 47, I would have taken the over. Not sure what a 47 means (I just made up the scale) but the fact is not matter what the over/under was, I would have taken the over. Essentially, I fully expected the show to be terrible.<br /><br />Guess what? I was right. The show was terrible. Not like "that's going to be cancelled soon" more like "oh my god, that shit was fucking terrible". Some take-aways from the viewing:<br /><br />1. After Frank introduced himself and welcomed us to the show, I realized that prior to this, I had no idea what he looked like - he was always in costume. After seeing him sans-costume, I recognized him as the guy who I previously could not identify in the Frank TV commercials.<br /><br />2. Low point of the half hour was a toss-up between Bill Clinton breakdancing with a stereotypical black man and the 12th mention of "Turducken".<br /><br />3. The impressions were actually really, really good, but they just weren't funny at all. About halfway through the show, as Frank was engaging a studio-audience member (also the co-host for the evening - not making this up) in a meaningless conversation which had the sole purpose of introducing the next impression, I realized that he seemed miserable. I bet he's like a really tall kid who doesn't really want to be a basketball player - but he's tall, so his parents, coaches and teachers push him into it.<em> </em>I bet Frank never wanted to be a comedian - but at a young age, he found he could duplicate the vocal patterns of other humans. So he was probably pushed into comedy, because that's what you do when you do impressions, but he was never really into it. But Jesus, how amazing would this guy be at stealing identities or something? And what if he's actually really good at something else? What if he was a whiz with pork belly futures trading? These are things we just won't know.<br /><br />4. I should note that this is only tangentially (or perhaps un-) related, but I recently saw the guy who made the sound effects on Police Academy on a Geico Commerical (likely shortly before or after an ad for Frank TV) and wondered why they didn't give him a show at some point, maybe on the radio or something. Maybe he had a show, but in the absence of any information, I will assume racism.Naveenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02618119080699779458noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4300228158399213750.post-14715853204162060462007-11-09T12:14:00.000-08:002007-11-09T13:07:56.560-08:00Some Links<p><a class="listlink" href="http://deadspin.com/sports/jamboroo/jamboroo-week-10-featuring-marmalard-a++hole-doctors-depressed-bunnies-goldfish-and-lots-of-other-stupid-s++t-320023.php" target="_new">The Definitive NFL Week 10 Preview</a></p><p><a class="listlink" href="http://www.bostonherald.com/track/inside_track/view.bg?articleid=1043344" target="_new">It has a 6.1 liter hemi - only God knows how many foot pounds of torque that is. Seriously, only God can calcualte numbers that great.</a></p><p><a class="listlink" href="http://soccernet.espn.go.com/news/story?id=480506&cc=5901" target="_new">Becks is Backs!</a></p>Naveenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02618119080699779458noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4300228158399213750.post-20965424403689057312007-11-09T08:34:00.000-08:002007-11-20T21:12:32.228-08:00Clever Title Involving the Word "BLIND" and a Terrible Pun (i.e. Blind And Bitchin)The first thing you have to know about me is that I don't have a job. Despite this, I have a strict daily routine I like to follow, and no ritual is more important than my daily trip to the Coffee Shop (rhymes with Starbucks) to get my day going. Usually, the biggest obstacle in my way is dog crap (just seeing it ruins my walk) but today presented another challenge: a potentially blind guy.<br /><br />How do I figure he was potentially blind? Because as I was walking he said, "Excuse me sir, can you help me? I am blind." At this moment, a couple of factors came into play:<br /><br />1. I have been trained from a very young age to ignore strangers when they approach me in New York. On average, this has worked in my favor. For example, I think I did well to ignore the man holding a large shopping bag outside of the Dildo Store, saying "come here, buddy!" and gesturing with his finger. The possible results from me actually "going there, buddy" could be described with adjectives ranging from "traumatizing" to "felonious" - and I wisely stayed away.<br /><br />2. I consider myself to be a compassionate human being, and the guy looked pretty helpless.<br /><br />Essentially, it was the age old battle between the Heart and the Mind. However, the Criminal (I am making an assumption here) made one crucial mistake - if he was, in fact, blind how did he know to call me sir? I know that the loss of certain senses can increase the acuity of others (I saw Daredevil), but given that I was not making any sounds, and if anything I smelled of "White Jasmine" body wash - what was he going off of?<br /><br />So I did what anyone else would do in the situation - I walked around him (making sure that he didn't hit me with his stick, which was not a proper blind guy stick, by the way) and got my coffee. On my way back from the Coffee Shop, I didn't see the Criminal, so I can only assume he was robbing some poor soul at gunpoint. Or he was hit by a car.Naveenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02618119080699779458noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4300228158399213750.post-54696878518607674152007-11-08T14:12:00.000-08:002009-09-16T14:36:55.113-07:00We Sold Out...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3b4HQByqBI/SrFactY-9tI/AAAAAAAAACw/Rf9i-nRPdxM/s1600-h/shpeen.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3b4HQByqBI/SrFactY-9tI/AAAAAAAAACw/Rf9i-nRPdxM/s320/shpeen.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382182478951675602" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3b4HQByqBI/RzOKvQ-bnRI/AAAAAAAAAAc/V2uCP7SggPc/s1600-h/money.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130596945120435474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px" height="203" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3b4HQByqBI/RzOKvQ-bnRI/AAAAAAAAAAc/V2uCP7SggPc/s320/money.jpg" width="258" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:georgia;">Apologies to our devoted fan base, but we have officially sold out. Soon enough, the Site is going to be lit up like Tokyo on Christmas (if they celebrate Christmas) with ads. Alas, someone has to pay for lap dances for the big guy.</span> </div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div>Naveenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02618119080699779458noreply@blogger.com1