<?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-4355733709893937817</id><updated>2011-06-08T02:34:06.286-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Skeet Skeet</title><subtitle type='html'>A Ridiculous Exercise in Shallowness</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgskeet.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355733709893937817/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgskeet.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Betty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932762327056308852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/96358069_4966b6a9c0_m.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355733709893937817.post-4853391622978528088</id><published>2007-09-28T19:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T20:25:30.239-04:00</updated><title type='text'>John Krasinski</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.keepingupwithjonas.com/keeping_up_with_jonas/images/2007/06/22/krasinski_interview0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.keepingupwithjonas.com/keeping_up_with_jonas/images/2007/06/22/krasinski_interview0003.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If casting incredulous glances at the camera were an art, The Office's John Krasinski would be Pablo Picasso.  He's smart, goofy, and pretty unaware of how absolutely cute he is. (I don't actually know anything about John Krasinski, so I'm pretending he and Jim Halpert are the same person).  And who wouldn't want to be his partner in crime for all those pranks he plays on Dwight?  Absolutely priceless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355733709893937817-4853391622978528088?l=omgskeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgskeet.blogspot.com/feeds/4853391622978528088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355733709893937817&amp;postID=4853391622978528088&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355733709893937817/posts/default/4853391622978528088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355733709893937817/posts/default/4853391622978528088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgskeet.blogspot.com/2007/09/john-krasinski.html' title='John Krasinski'/><author><name>Betty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932762327056308852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/96358069_4966b6a9c0_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355733709893937817.post-3636134018788728093</id><published>2007-09-23T11:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T11:18:16.500-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Skeet: International Edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v82/99/9/725932129/n725932129_104807_1188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v82/99/9/725932129/n725932129_104807_1188.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Legend of Tim Cameron's astonishing wang travels in awed whispers across the nation; women in all fifty states tremble with anticipation of his stateside arrival.  New York architects furrow their brows and wring their hands, realizing that soon their most magnificent skyscrapers will be put to shame, shadowed by Tim's resplendant dong.  They say anyone within a fifty mile radius of his godly sceptre will spontaneously orgasm, abandoning all tasks to quakes of wild passion.  Oh, and did I mention that he's also &lt;a href="http://www.juvenilecomedy.com/gay.htm"&gt;brilliant&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.juvenilecomedy.com/bioshock.htm"&gt;obscenely hilarious&lt;/a&gt;, and has a &lt;a href="http://coloursrun.com/"&gt;voice&lt;/a&gt; of &lt;a href="http://myspace.com/coloursrun"&gt;pure&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/music/Colours+Run"&gt;sex&lt;/a&gt;?  Well, it's true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355733709893937817-3636134018788728093?l=omgskeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgskeet.blogspot.com/feeds/3636134018788728093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355733709893937817&amp;postID=3636134018788728093&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355733709893937817/posts/default/3636134018788728093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355733709893937817/posts/default/3636134018788728093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgskeet.blogspot.com/2007/09/skeet-international-edition.html' title='Skeet: International Edition'/><author><name>Betty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932762327056308852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/96358069_4966b6a9c0_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355733709893937817.post-3327752320473260769</id><published>2007-09-09T22:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T22:43:09.922-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gutentag, Daniel Bruhl (eins svei drei skeet!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.danielbruhl.com/modules/coppermine/albums/userpics/Sesje/80095120yr8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.danielbruhl.com/modules/coppermine/albums/userpics/Sesje/80095120yr8.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so most of us know Daniel Bruhl from his brief cameo in "Bourne Ultimatum", but this foreign ambassador from a hidden colony of hot Germans is not to be missed. He rocked in "Goodbye, Lenin!", and let's not forget his recent stint as a fast-food bomber in "2 Days in Paris". Alright, so I personally did not like him in "The Edukators", but I suppose it is wardrobe's fault for making him into an unattractive member of the misgruntled German proletariat. Look at those eyebrows. They are mere conduits of sex-stares. His eyes are even sexing you as you read this. If only all of Germany could learn from Daniel Bruhl's fine example of hotnesss.  Especially you, Hamburg. Had Daniel Bruhl been there during our brief visit, perhaps we wouldn't have needed buckets of absinthe to make the locals seem somewhat appealing. No wonder it's legal there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355733709893937817-3327752320473260769?l=omgskeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgskeet.blogspot.com/feeds/3327752320473260769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355733709893937817&amp;postID=3327752320473260769&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355733709893937817/posts/default/3327752320473260769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355733709893937817/posts/default/3327752320473260769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgskeet.blogspot.com/2007/09/gutentag-daniel-bruhl-eins-svei-drei.html' title='Gutentag, Daniel Bruhl (eins svei drei skeet!)'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04509803704983417753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355733709893937817.post-2931340560191691258</id><published>2007-09-09T22:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T22:35:17.613-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Michael Cera</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.clarkandmichael.com/images/photos/fullsize/22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.clarkandmichael.com/images/photos/fullsize/22.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh man.  Michael Cera is possibly the most promising comedic actor today, mainly because he has absolutely no qualms about making a situation as uncomfortable as humanly possible.  Whether he's falling in love with his cousin or warding off the lascivious advances of an inebriated classmate, Cera has turned awkwardness into an art.  Since his turn on Arrested Development, Cera has been all over the internet, both with parodies of OTHER &lt;a href="http://www.brianmpalmer.com/blog/2007/05/26/the-summer-of-cera/"&gt;internet&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=nAV0sxwx9rY"&gt;videos&lt;/a&gt;, and with a &lt;a href="http://clarkandmichael.com"&gt;limited-run show&lt;/a&gt; produced with his real-life best friend, Clark Duke.  On top of all of that, he's absolutely adorable.  After the runaway success of this summer's Superbad, we can only hope we'll be seeing more of Michael in the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355733709893937817-2931340560191691258?l=omgskeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgskeet.blogspot.com/feeds/2931340560191691258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355733709893937817&amp;postID=2931340560191691258&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355733709893937817/posts/default/2931340560191691258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355733709893937817/posts/default/2931340560191691258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgskeet.blogspot.com/2007/09/michael-cera.html' title='Michael Cera'/><author><name>Betty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932762327056308852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/96358069_4966b6a9c0_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355733709893937817.post-5590891737208226438</id><published>2007-05-14T12:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T12:14:02.365-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Well Now</title><content type='html'>Sadly, the Skeet Blog seems somewhat unnecessary and irrelevant now that we are all back in the U.S. and we are all taken ladies. Since we are in different states, we can no longer stalk guys together and get all googly-eyed (as Debbie would say) over them. And ironically, there are many more attractive young men in the States, but who cares, because we've all got fabulous boyfs now. This post has gone about as well as possible, considering the events of the last half of the semester melted my brain and gave me fetal alcohol syndrome. This is the most complex and  sense-filled (...yeah) thing I've written in weeks.  Maybe I'll just print and submit the Skeet Blog to Susanne in lieu of my cinema paper... Who's with me??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355733709893937817-5590891737208226438?l=omgskeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgskeet.blogspot.com/feeds/5590891737208226438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355733709893937817&amp;postID=5590891737208226438&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355733709893937817/posts/default/5590891737208226438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355733709893937817/posts/default/5590891737208226438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgskeet.blogspot.com/2007/05/well-now.html' title='Well Now'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589638542798754228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos-284.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sctm/v66/156/78/810284/n810284_34000600_5669.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355733709893937817.post-735697525646286079</id><published>2007-05-03T21:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T21:41:30.054-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Local Skeet of the Week</title><content type='html'>The SLH (a.k.a. Michael of Television Room, The Marshals)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THSpp-e4mGA/RjqOBnp7R9I/AAAAAAAAABY/RMQAhXhKT_I/s1600-h/stillimage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THSpp-e4mGA/RjqOBnp7R9I/AAAAAAAAABY/RMQAhXhKT_I/s400/stillimage1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060513289780021202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He's got a great singing voice, he's a talented songwriter and musician, and he has fantastic taste in everything ever.  He doesn't use retarded abbreviations in text messages either, which is definitely a big plus.  This picture doesn't do him justice, but he's got dreamy eyes and an adorably cute shy smile which wins me over every time.  Well done, SLH.  Well done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355733709893937817-735697525646286079?l=omgskeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgskeet.blogspot.com/feeds/735697525646286079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355733709893937817&amp;postID=735697525646286079&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355733709893937817/posts/default/735697525646286079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355733709893937817/posts/default/735697525646286079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgskeet.blogspot.com/2007/05/local-skeet-of-week.html' title='Local Skeet of the Week'/><author><name>Betty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932762327056308852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/96358069_4966b6a9c0_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THSpp-e4mGA/RjqOBnp7R9I/AAAAAAAAABY/RMQAhXhKT_I/s72-c/stillimage1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355733709893937817.post-3112542499199132904</id><published>2007-04-13T07:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T08:05:51.043-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gideon Yago</title><content type='html'>skeet skeet (so cute!) skeet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://deseretnews.com/photos/3513387.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://deseretnews.com/photos/3513387.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I know I am obsessed with all things 90s, but really, what was more quintessential than everyone's childhood crush of this MTV news correspondent? Move over John Norris, Gideon Yago was emo before anyone even knew what it was, thanks to his black rimmed glasses and adorably shy demeanor. Not only is this kid cute, he graduated from Columbia and is now a political activist (sha-wing). He is a fossil of MTV's Tri-Awesome Period, and I for one am greatly saddened by his decision to work in real media. Also, according to Wikipedia, his lapptop was stolen. Stay strong Gideon, omgskeet is there for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355733709893937817-3112542499199132904?l=omgskeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgskeet.blogspot.com/feeds/3112542499199132904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355733709893937817&amp;postID=3112542499199132904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355733709893937817/posts/default/3112542499199132904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355733709893937817/posts/default/3112542499199132904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgskeet.blogspot.com/2007/04/gideon-yago.html' title='Gideon Yago'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04509803704983417753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355733709893937817.post-3798894669434556402</id><published>2007-04-13T07:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T07:11:26.818-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Local Skeet of the Week</title><content type='html'>Gaz, of The Kinetiks&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THSpp-e4mGA/Rh9k5ELzwtI/AAAAAAAAABI/UTFbp6pZ-z0/s1600-h/n805741_35000822_2439.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THSpp-e4mGA/Rh9k5ELzwtI/AAAAAAAAABI/UTFbp6pZ-z0/s400/n805741_35000822_2439.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052868238471578322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At first he seems cocky and ridiculous, until you realize that's just his way of "lubricating the situation", as Olivia says.  He's cute, he's got a good voice, and he's maybe a tad overly fond of makeup (although he might have just been trying to get closer to Alison).  On top of that, he bested me in a Beatles trivia-off, which simply demands respect.  What else is there to say?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355733709893937817-3798894669434556402?l=omgskeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgskeet.blogspot.com/feeds/3798894669434556402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355733709893937817&amp;postID=3798894669434556402&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355733709893937817/posts/default/3798894669434556402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355733709893937817/posts/default/3798894669434556402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgskeet.blogspot.com/2007/04/local-skeet-of-week_13.html' title='Local Skeet of the Week'/><author><name>Betty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932762327056308852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/96358069_4966b6a9c0_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THSpp-e4mGA/Rh9k5ELzwtI/AAAAAAAAABI/UTFbp6pZ-z0/s72-c/n805741_35000822_2439.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355733709893937817.post-9166114571172914621</id><published>2007-04-07T07:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T08:06:07.180-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeff Goldblum</title><content type='html'>Skeet, skeet.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://thepics.ru/not-wallpapers/mans/jeff_goldblum/jeff_goldblum_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://thepics.ru/not-wallpapers/mans/jeff_goldblum/jeff_goldblum_1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There's almost no way to describe Jeff Goldblum without making him sound like a creepy uncle you'd never want to be left alone with, but that's all part of his charm.  Sure, he's skeezy, and rumor has it he &lt;a href="http://www.jeffgoldblumiswatchingyoupoop.com/"&gt;watches you poop&lt;/a&gt;, but he's also endearingly sarcastic, a valued commodity at this blag.  He's ruggedly handsome, totally rocks horn-rimmed glasses, and is earnest without ever abandoning his carefully honed sense of detached irony.  Also, he's Jewish, which is awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355733709893937817-9166114571172914621?l=omgskeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgskeet.blogspot.com/feeds/9166114571172914621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355733709893937817&amp;postID=9166114571172914621&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355733709893937817/posts/default/9166114571172914621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355733709893937817/posts/default/9166114571172914621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgskeet.blogspot.com/2007/04/jeff-goldblum.html' title='Jeff Goldblum'/><author><name>Betty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932762327056308852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/96358069_4966b6a9c0_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355733709893937817.post-5024706482376185136</id><published>2007-04-01T19:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T19:25:17.843-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Local Skeet of the Week</title><content type='html'>Our favorite DJ at Doyle's.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrWflN4tKAE/RhA-ClyMvaI/AAAAAAAAABY/7Ki-V8q20wE/s1600-h/100_1760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrWflN4tKAE/RhA-ClyMvaI/AAAAAAAAABY/7Ki-V8q20wE/s320/100_1760.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048603396505648546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture totally sucks, and I apologize. But in its defense, it's always pretty dark in Doyle's, and this guy always has his head down, so this is probably the best look we've gotten at him too. He's like the abominable snowman, except a kind of dorky in a CUTE way DJ. But getting to the point! Our favorite DJ typically plays some pretty good music, and he's sheepish. And that's a cute characteristic as well as a cute word. He usually plays our requests, recognizes us  and says hello when we come in, and totally checks Betty out. Snoogins. Rock on cute DJ, rock on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355733709893937817-5024706482376185136?l=omgskeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgskeet.blogspot.com/feeds/5024706482376185136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355733709893937817&amp;postID=5024706482376185136&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355733709893937817/posts/default/5024706482376185136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355733709893937817/posts/default/5024706482376185136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgskeet.blogspot.com/2007/04/local-skeet-of-week.html' title='Local Skeet of the Week'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589638542798754228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos-284.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sctm/v66/156/78/810284/n810284_34000600_5669.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PrWflN4tKAE/RhA-ClyMvaI/AAAAAAAAABY/7Ki-V8q20wE/s72-c/100_1760.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355733709893937817.post-7520335088939851649</id><published>2007-03-30T19:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T19:56:30.393-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gael Garcia Bernal</title><content type='html'>Skeet, skeet, skeet.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.43things.com/profile/00/01/10/69838xl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://images.43things.com/profile/00/01/10/69838xl.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There's not a girl alive who has seen &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Y Tu Mama Tambien&lt;/span&gt; and NOT been overcome with lust for Gael Garcia Bernal.   In Michel Gondry's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Science of Sleep&lt;/span&gt;, Bernal portrays a character who is so heartwrenchingly insecure, it's impossible not to fall in love with him, even as you are frustrated with him.  He doesn't shy away from controversial roles, such as in Almodovar's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bad Education&lt;/span&gt;.  It doesn't hurt that he manages to be naked in a lot of his films, either.  (I haven't seen &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Motorcycle Diaries&lt;/span&gt;, but I assume Che Guevara took off his pants at some point in his life, between printing up t-shirts, right?)  Anyway, he's clever, he's introspective, and he's not wearing clothes.  I am SO all over that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355733709893937817-7520335088939851649?l=omgskeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgskeet.blogspot.com/feeds/7520335088939851649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355733709893937817&amp;postID=7520335088939851649&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355733709893937817/posts/default/7520335088939851649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355733709893937817/posts/default/7520335088939851649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgskeet.blogspot.com/2007/03/gael-garcia-bernal.html' title='Gael Garcia Bernal'/><author><name>Betty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932762327056308852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/96358069_4966b6a9c0_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355733709893937817.post-7096499132405382878</id><published>2007-03-30T14:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T14:53:35.194-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Leonardo DiCaprio</title><content type='html'>(3) SKEET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.readmyhands.com/images/Leonard-DiCaprio-full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.readmyhands.com/images/Leonard-DiCaprio-full.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How was Leonardo DiCaprio NOT up here before? After drooling over him in Titanic, he has proven to not be a teenage one-hit wonder a la "Growing Pains". Thank you "Catch Me If You Can", "The Departed" and "Blood Diamond" for giving me new and ever-changing material for my increasingly passionate Leo fantasies. Leo is the Robert Redford of our generation. His hotness is the marker of an ERA. And may we all be blessed with his hotness forever and ever. Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355733709893937817-7096499132405382878?l=omgskeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgskeet.blogspot.com/feeds/7096499132405382878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355733709893937817&amp;postID=7096499132405382878&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355733709893937817/posts/default/7096499132405382878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355733709893937817/posts/default/7096499132405382878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgskeet.blogspot.com/2007/03/leonardo-dicaprio.html' title='Leonardo DiCaprio'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04509803704983417753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355733709893937817.post-4431946737652200841</id><published>2007-03-28T19:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T19:32:22.237-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ewan McGregor</title><content type='html'>Skeets up for review. (But believe me, he's skeeting &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everywhere&lt;/span&gt;.)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ewanmcgregoronline.com/Images_ewan_stills/Promo/james%20joyce.%20%28Small%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.ewanmcgregoronline.com/Images_ewan_stills/Promo/james%20joyce.%20%28Small%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And frankly, I'm turned on. Ever since we saw Ewan McGregor getting a handjob in "Nora", we've been unable to get him out of our heads. With that creepy mustache/goatee combo, greasy hair, and the ridiculously tiny spectacles, Ewan McGregor was never dreamier than when he portrayed the alluringly perverted James Joyce. The sex wasn't bad either. (I'm just posting this to make Betty and Olivia squirm.) And who could forget those awesome white suits and rattan hats? HOT. ...Too soon?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355733709893937817-4431946737652200841?l=omgskeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgskeet.blogspot.com/feeds/4431946737652200841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355733709893937817&amp;postID=4431946737652200841&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355733709893937817/posts/default/4431946737652200841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355733709893937817/posts/default/4431946737652200841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgskeet.blogspot.com/2007/03/ewan-mcgregor.html' title='Ewan McGregor'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589638542798754228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos-284.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sctm/v66/156/78/810284/n810284_34000600_5669.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355733709893937817.post-5025200099060050068</id><published>2007-03-27T07:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T09:32:07.717-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cillian Murphy</title><content type='html'>Aww, skeet, skeet, skeet.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THSpp-e4mGA/Rgj-JM6dGkI/AAAAAAAAABA/noDoCEbzNH0/s1600-h/cillian_murphy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THSpp-e4mGA/Rgj-JM6dGkI/AAAAAAAAABA/noDoCEbzNH0/s400/cillian_murphy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046562816507320898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ever since we saw him naked in the opening scene of 28 Days Later, we haven't been able to take our eyes off Cillian Murphy.  He's fought against rage-infected zombies, the British occupants of Northern Ireland, and Batman.  He's pretty much a badass, is what I am saying, although he's not above playing charmingly insecure characters, like in Intermission. Take into consideration his bright blue eyes and devastating cheekbones, and there's no resisting him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355733709893937817-5025200099060050068?l=omgskeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgskeet.blogspot.com/feeds/5025200099060050068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355733709893937817&amp;postID=5025200099060050068&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355733709893937817/posts/default/5025200099060050068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355733709893937817/posts/default/5025200099060050068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgskeet.blogspot.com/2007/03/cillian-murphy.html' title='Cillian Murphy'/><author><name>Betty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932762327056308852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/96358069_4966b6a9c0_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THSpp-e4mGA/Rgj-JM6dGkI/AAAAAAAAABA/noDoCEbzNH0/s72-c/cillian_murphy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355733709893937817.post-7756103159146336353</id><published>2007-03-27T06:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T06:32:31.965-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ryan Gosling</title><content type='html'>SKEET SKEET SKEEEET&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/televisioncity/set/4570/ryan02-blackandwhite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.geocities.com/televisioncity/set/4570/ryan02-blackandwhite.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I haven't seen Half Nelson yet, but Ryan Gosling is just so damn attractive that I'm pretty sure the movie can't be anything less than amazing. Okay, i'm basing his skeetaliciousness solely off of the intellectual thriller, "The Notebook", but wasn't he adorable?? When my roommate spotted him with Rachel McAdams at the Dean and Deluca on University, he was extremely gracious and very willing to give her an autograph. AWWW. And even though he was born in a place ridiculously named "London, Ontario"  i'm willing to overlook that. In fact, if he asked me to sleep with him, I might just let his ridiculous birth place slide.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355733709893937817-7756103159146336353?l=omgskeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgskeet.blogspot.com/feeds/7756103159146336353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355733709893937817&amp;postID=7756103159146336353&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355733709893937817/posts/default/7756103159146336353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355733709893937817/posts/default/7756103159146336353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgskeet.blogspot.com/2007/03/ryan-gosling.html' title='Ryan Gosling'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04509803704983417753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355733709893937817.post-7307978506333850905</id><published>2007-03-25T19:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T15:02:45.362-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jason Schwartzman</title><content type='html'>Skeet skeet... skeet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c329/Nerdywheezer/jasons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c329/Nerdywheezer/jasons.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"It feels like someone's throwing marshmallows at my ass." Someone &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; throwing marshmallows at your ass, Jason Schwartzman, and it's me. Jason Schwartzman (henceforth being referred to as, "The Schwartz") may have unconventional good looks and some intergalactic eyebrows, but that never stopped me before (what?). Wes Anderson's darling, The Schwartz was something like 15 when he starred in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rushmore&lt;/span&gt;, and was the drummer for Phantom Planet (before he got way too cool to hang out with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;those&lt;/span&gt; guys, with major parts in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spun&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shopgirl&lt;/span&gt;). Let's not forget how he rode a unicycle in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Slackers&lt;/span&gt;, as Cool Ethan. He's never not cool, and one of the few men that looks good with a 5 o'clock shadow. And that, my friends, is bitchin'.&lt;br /&gt;Correction: So he was like 18 in Rushmore. I swear to Gob someone told me he was only 15, and whoever that was is a damn dirty liar. And besides, you're not reading this to get the facts, you're here to ogle hot men. If you wanted facts you'd be on IMDB, and we can't say enough nice things about that site.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355733709893937817-7307978506333850905?l=omgskeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgskeet.blogspot.com/feeds/7307978506333850905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355733709893937817&amp;postID=7307978506333850905&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355733709893937817/posts/default/7307978506333850905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355733709893937817/posts/default/7307978506333850905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgskeet.blogspot.com/2007/03/jason-schwartzman.html' title='Jason Schwartzman'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589638542798754228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos-284.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sctm/v66/156/78/810284/n810284_34000600_5669.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355733709893937817.post-4455779232077814253</id><published>2007-03-23T10:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T10:48:26.415-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rivers Cuomo</title><content type='html'>Skeet, skeet, and oh my god skeet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.theonlinemusicsource.com/images/weezer60.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.theonlinemusicsource.com/images/weezer60.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, he kind of went crazy, and we won't really discuss their most recent album because I am pretending it never happened, but Rivers is still one of the smartest, sexiest, geekiest frontmen ever.  He's a great performer, he has a sense of humor, and he just got a doctorate from Harvard.  What's NOT to love?  Also, &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=YU7LZts87Zg"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; is probably one of the most swoon-worthy music videos of all time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355733709893937817-4455779232077814253?l=omgskeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgskeet.blogspot.com/feeds/4455779232077814253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355733709893937817&amp;postID=4455779232077814253&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355733709893937817/posts/default/4455779232077814253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355733709893937817/posts/default/4455779232077814253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgskeet.blogspot.com/2007/03/rivers-cuomo.html' title='Rivers Cuomo'/><author><name>Betty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932762327056308852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/96358069_4966b6a9c0_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355733709893937817.post-8365496334670797122</id><published>2007-03-21T16:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T16:30:07.030-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mark Wahlberg</title><content type='html'>skeet, skeet, and thrice skeet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l278/bibb10lover/mark_wahlberg_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l278/bibb10lover/mark_wahlberg_01.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so maybe we didn't take him seriously before (Planet of the Apes, ahem) but after The Departed, I'm pretty sure it's cool to drool over Marky Mark again. He is fucking talented, not to mention insanely good looking. He could have remained a coke-snorting model, but he instead chose a different, more skeetable path. So mazletov, Mark Wahlberg, for being a fucking hot actor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355733709893937817-8365496334670797122?l=omgskeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgskeet.blogspot.com/feeds/8365496334670797122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355733709893937817&amp;postID=8365496334670797122&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355733709893937817/posts/default/8365496334670797122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355733709893937817/posts/default/8365496334670797122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgskeet.blogspot.com/2007/03/mark-wahlberg.html' title='Mark Wahlberg'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04509803704983417753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355733709893937817.post-6347857181874777025</id><published>2007-03-20T11:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T22:42:27.408-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Emile Hirsch</title><content type='html'>Skeet skeet skeet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://emilehirsch.net/tmp/imagegallery/cpg134/albums/userpics/10002/normal_e015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://emilehirsch.net/tmp/imagegallery/cpg134/albums/userpics/10002/normal_e015.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So maybe he's like 15 in this picture, but Emile Hirsch (now a totally legal, totally fair game adult) is really hot. From a young age he's chosen varied and sometimes risky roles in film (we'll let "Girl Next Door" slide) and always given stellar performances. From "The Dangerous Lives of Altar Boys" to "Lords of Dogtown," and the new "Alpha Dog", Hirsch has displayed his versatility and talent while remaining hot as any character. And he's got green eyes. AND he can skate, well enough to look good in a movie anyway, and that's major points in my book. The end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355733709893937817-6347857181874777025?l=omgskeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgskeet.blogspot.com/feeds/6347857181874777025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355733709893937817&amp;postID=6347857181874777025&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355733709893937817/posts/default/6347857181874777025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355733709893937817/posts/default/6347857181874777025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgskeet.blogspot.com/2007/03/emile-hirsch.html' title='Emile Hirsch'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589638542798754228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos-284.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sctm/v66/156/78/810284/n810284_34000600_5669.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355733709893937817.post-3416923504077321011</id><published>2007-03-19T09:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T16:31:03.924-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Local Skeet of the Week</title><content type='html'>Skeet Skeet&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mk9Yngg-iF8/Rf6U0EAqeAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/DhIpJCNtwog/s1600-h/IMG_0619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mk9Yngg-iF8/Rf6U0EAqeAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/DhIpJCNtwog/s400/IMG_0619.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043632254852167682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so this kid MIGHT be 16. But the girls of omgskeet are not ageist. Just shallow. When we spotted him during one of Dublin's many 2 second blizzards, we knew we'd found our boy. Yeah, he was with his Dad, but we'll just attribute that to his sensitive and family-oriented personality. Congratulations, Unknown Hottie, for being one of the few boys in Ireland that does not look inbred. We salute you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355733709893937817-3416923504077321011?l=omgskeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgskeet.blogspot.com/feeds/3416923504077321011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355733709893937817&amp;postID=3416923504077321011&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355733709893937817/posts/default/3416923504077321011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355733709893937817/posts/default/3416923504077321011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgskeet.blogspot.com/2007/03/local-skeet-of-week.html' title='Local Skeet of the Week'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04509803704983417753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mk9Yngg-iF8/Rf6U0EAqeAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/DhIpJCNtwog/s72-c/IMG_0619.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355733709893937817.post-5597644769538750041</id><published>2007-03-19T08:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T08:54:16.097-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jack White</title><content type='html'>Skeet, skeet, skeet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_THSpp-e4mGA/Rf6GUW8lj_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/TcKfFhobCv4/s1600-h/jwhitemug1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_THSpp-e4mGA/Rf6GUW8lj_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/TcKfFhobCv4/s400/jwhitemug1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043616317016739826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most important member of indie-rock duo The White Stripes, the only person anyone remembers from The Raconteurs, and the savior of blues guitar, Jack White is talented enough to melt any girl's heart.  He also gets props for his amazing music video collaborations with Michel Gondry, giving the only watchable performance in Cold Mountain, and lying in every interview he's ever given.  Okay, so he got in a bar fight with that guy from The Von Bondies, but he was defending Meg's honor, and even his mug shot is sexy.  Need further convincing?  Watch his 2003 Grammy's performance of Seven Nation Army and Death Letter.  If that doesn't do it for you, you have no soul and are probably already dead from the waist down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355733709893937817-5597644769538750041?l=omgskeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgskeet.blogspot.com/feeds/5597644769538750041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355733709893937817&amp;postID=5597644769538750041&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355733709893937817/posts/default/5597644769538750041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355733709893937817/posts/default/5597644769538750041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgskeet.blogspot.com/2007/03/jack-white.html' title='Jack White'/><author><name>Betty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932762327056308852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/96358069_4966b6a9c0_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_THSpp-e4mGA/Rf6GUW8lj_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/TcKfFhobCv4/s72-c/jwhitemug1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355733709893937817.post-3166990732237834223</id><published>2007-03-18T17:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T18:09:14.963-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Joseph Gordon-Levitt</title><content type='html'>Skeet, skeet, SKEET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.artsandopinion.com/2003_v2_n3/volume_images/manic-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.artsandopinion.com/2003_v2_n3/volume_images/manic-5.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may remember him as that girly-looking kid with long hair from "Angels in the Outfield" or the TV series "3rd Rock From the Sun", but he grew up, cut his hair, and is now really hot and in good movies. So, that's major points. He most recently starred in the modern, noir-detective film "Brick", as well as "Manic" and "Mysterious Skin". They all rule. He's a good actor in good movies. I don't care about making this well-written; he's hot and talented, that's all I have to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355733709893937817-3166990732237834223?l=omgskeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgskeet.blogspot.com/feeds/3166990732237834223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355733709893937817&amp;postID=3166990732237834223&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355733709893937817/posts/default/3166990732237834223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355733709893937817/posts/default/3166990732237834223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgskeet.blogspot.com/2007/03/joseph-gordon-levitt.html' title='Joseph Gordon-Levitt'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589638542798754228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos-284.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sctm/v66/156/78/810284/n810284_34000600_5669.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355733709893937817.post-6337649659045138987</id><published>2007-03-17T13:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T13:47:15.210-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Justin Theroux</title><content type='html'>skeet skeet skeet &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pinkrabbitsays.com/images/bust5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.pinkrabbitsays.com/images/bust5.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although he's starred in Duplex, don't let that fool you. This man is David Lynch's gay wet dream. He speaks fluent chinese and enjoys gardening with his huge black labrador retriever. How cute is that? Plus he's mega talented, and, thanks to Charlie's Angels 2, we know he has a killer six-pack.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355733709893937817-6337649659045138987?l=omgskeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgskeet.blogspot.com/feeds/6337649659045138987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355733709893937817&amp;postID=6337649659045138987&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355733709893937817/posts/default/6337649659045138987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355733709893937817/posts/default/6337649659045138987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgskeet.blogspot.com/2007/03/justin-theroux.html' title='Justin Theroux'/><author><name>Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04509803704983417753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355733709893937817.post-4858103164694567056</id><published>2007-03-17T13:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T13:43:16.038-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Michael Showalter</title><content type='html'>Skeet, skeet, skeet.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THSpp-e4mGA/Rfwoom8lj9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MF6hq2OOaUw/s1600-h/050714_ArtsShowalter_vl.widec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THSpp-e4mGA/Rfwoom8lj9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MF6hq2OOaUw/s400/050714_ArtsShowalter_vl.widec.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042950360862658514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Michael Showalter is the quintessential dorky nice guy, a character he's perfected in films such as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wet Hot American Summer&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Baxter&lt;/span&gt;.  Beneath his awkward exterior, however, is a great sense of dry, absurdist humor.  As one of the key players in sketch comedy shows The State and Stella, Showalter showcased his brilliant wit (as well as his huge brown eyes).  Dreamy to the max.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355733709893937817-4858103164694567056?l=omgskeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgskeet.blogspot.com/feeds/4858103164694567056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355733709893937817&amp;postID=4858103164694567056&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355733709893937817/posts/default/4858103164694567056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355733709893937817/posts/default/4858103164694567056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgskeet.blogspot.com/2007/03/michael-showalter.html' title='Michael Showalter'/><author><name>Betty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932762327056308852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/96358069_4966b6a9c0_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THSpp-e4mGA/Rfwoom8lj9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MF6hq2OOaUw/s72-c/050714_ArtsShowalter_vl.widec.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355733709893937817.post-8604357995826824425</id><published>2007-03-17T11:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T13:44:15.990-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Damon Albarn</title><content type='html'>Skeet, skeet, skeet. (3 of 3 possible skeets)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THSpp-e4mGA/Rfwo4W8lj-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/2u_wp60zMYo/s1600-h/1128960493_Damon1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THSpp-e4mGA/Rfwo4W8lj-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/2u_wp60zMYo/s400/1128960493_Damon1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042950631445598178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not only is Damon Albarn the adorably scruffy frontman for 90s Britpop group Blur, he's also responsible for one of the most innovative concepts in pop music ever: Gorillaz.  His piercing eyes and crooked grin along with his charmingly self-effacing performances, swoon-worthy voice, and musical ingenuity making Albarn worthy of our highest score, three skeets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355733709893937817-8604357995826824425?l=omgskeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgskeet.blogspot.com/feeds/8604357995826824425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355733709893937817&amp;postID=8604357995826824425&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355733709893937817/posts/default/8604357995826824425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355733709893937817/posts/default/8604357995826824425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgskeet.blogspot.com/2007/03/damon-albarn.html' title='Damon Albarn'/><author><name>Betty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932762327056308852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/96358069_4966b6a9c0_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THSpp-e4mGA/Rfwo4W8lj-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/2u_wp60zMYo/s72-c/1128960493_Damon1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355733709893937817.post-4291072463538066226</id><published>2007-03-16T13:52:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T14:11:20.633-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a Social Commentary, Really</title><content type='html'>Yes, we know what skeet means. It's a verb, defined in the &lt;a href="http://www.urabndictionary.com"&gt;Urban Dictionary&lt;/a&gt; as: "To shoot your man juice up on ur bitch." Clearly then, a woman cannot "skeet" because she lacks "man juice" and the term could be seen as derogatory or offensive to women. Our use of the word is a way to take control away from our oppressors and into our own hands. We're empowering our gender through irony. And if history has taught us anything, use of the word "skeet" will be symbolically outlawed in New York City in about a hundred years, and musicians who use the word will not be allowed to win shitty awards.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355733709893937817-4291072463538066226?l=omgskeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgskeet.blogspot.com/feeds/4291072463538066226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355733709893937817&amp;postID=4291072463538066226&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355733709893937817/posts/default/4291072463538066226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355733709893937817/posts/default/4291072463538066226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgskeet.blogspot.com/2007/03/its-social-commentary-really_16.html' title='It&apos;s a Social Commentary, Really'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10589638542798754228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos-284.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sctm/v66/156/78/810284/n810284_34000600_5669.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355733709893937817.post-8122155333749721200</id><published>2007-03-15T11:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T13:37:30.772-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What is Skeetworthy?</title><content type='html'>Skeetworthiness is an indefinable blend of physical attractiveness, charm, talent, sense of humor, and other qualities that elude description.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, this is a pretty subjective science.  Fortunately, Alison, Olivia, and I have excellent taste, and are never wrong about anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355733709893937817-8122155333749721200?l=omgskeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgskeet.blogspot.com/feeds/8122155333749721200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355733709893937817&amp;postID=8122155333749721200&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355733709893937817/posts/default/8122155333749721200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355733709893937817/posts/default/8122155333749721200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgskeet.blogspot.com/2007/03/what-is-skeetworthy.html' title='What is Skeetworthy?'/><author><name>Betty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932762327056308852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/96358069_4966b6a9c0_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
