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Kim Kardashian: Bond Girl? Five Actresses We'd Love To See Seduce 007 By Matthew Shepatin Posted Feb 2nd 2011 09:22PM [/url] Kim Kardashian recently told E! News she wants to go tit-for-tat with England's most famous secret agent. "I would love to be in a Bond film -- a Bond Girl," she said. "That would be the ultimate." Booty Galore does have a nice ring to it. But to be a Bond Girl is no mean feat, as any serious 007 fan will tell you, Kim. Only the most confused members of our species could argue you don't possess the obvious qualities one must have. That's good. That's a start. But reducing steely men to mush with a mere wiggle is not enough -- just ask Britt Ekland (Mary Goodnight) or Denise Richards (Christmas Jones). After the jump, see the five actresses we'd love to see take on James Bond. The trick for any aspiring Bond Girl is projecting intrigue onto the statuesque facade. It's not about getting Bond to trust you; it's about getting him to want to trust you. Your eyes must hold great beauty but a warning: Dangerous curves ahead! The only way for Bond to find out your secret -- which very likely will get you killed -- is to get closer. Yes, that kind of closer. So you have to make it so he needs to know your secret. After all, Bond knows the closer he gets -- yes, still that kind of closer -- the more susceptible he becomes to love's gravitational pull. That, dear chap, is when fatal missteps are incurred, missions are jeopardized and monstrous space weapons nearly destroy earth. Now, no woman can resist 007's charm, but anyone who steps into the iconic role must have a particularly strong resistance to suave martini-drinking spies. It's all about matching Bond, killer line for killer line. It should be a cage match between the brilliantly cagey. You're artful, never ditsy. Feisty, independent, handy with a fox-hunting rifle, competent with an explosive harpoon. You look absolutely great in ski clothes. And you know how to get down the mountain. You must steal all eyes at chateau receptions without trying. Of course, that backless dress with the plunging neckline and a dangerously long slit up the side doesn't hurt. Now that we've clarified what it takes to be a great Bond Girl -- the kind history remembers -- here are the five actresses we think would fit the bill ... and the bikini. Christina Hendricks She's had her way with the suits on 'Mad Men' and attempted to diabolically seduce Nathan Fillion on 'Firefly.' Why not give this flaming-red supernova of sophisticated sex appeal a worthy challenge? Observe: Brooklyn Decker She should not be emerging out of the water in a bikini to greet Happy Gilmore. It's wrong. For the love of Honey Rider, we need this remedied with a Bond Girl appearance, stat. Unconvinced? Say no more: Sofia Vergara She will play mysterious Chilean beauty Mercedes Sass. She grew up a poor orphan, abandoned by her wealthy, brutal aristocratic father. Now she's the world's greatest assassin-for-hire. Best line: "Careful. I'll burn the roof of your mouth." Not sold? A Vergara primer: Katy Perry Too hot for Elmo. Just right for 007. English blokes can't resist her buxom charm; just ask Russell Brand, who went from world's biggest horndog to happily domestic pup. Poor Daniel Craig would be a goner. Anna Chapman There have been beautiful flame-haired Bond Girls before -- Jill St. John worked the strawberry sex-appeal on Sean Connery in 'Diamonds Are Forever,' and most recently, Gemma Arterton sported crimson locks in 'Quantam of Solace' -- but a real Russian spy? Now that we'd like to see, whether or not she can crush a guy between her thighs. We're guessing she can. We're also guessing Chapman knows how to assemble a Russian assault rifle in 20 seconds flat. Let's see aspiring Bond Girl Jennifer Aniston do that.

50/50....nobody yet has asked me to shave them but I think it can be very much fun. I had been requested several times to leave a little hair instead of shaving it all....I had complied but it is still in the experimental process..... Hugs Loralee

When I had my own driveway I kick them and regreted it the minute I had to get the shovel....Now, living in a building, I kick them before entering the garage..but the Super told me to stop doing that on "his" driveway...then and because I do not want those monsters to fall off in the parking spot, I kick them in the Malls' parking lots....many of us do....I saw you!! Loralee

Stereotyping again..... Drugs? underage ladies? Pimps? may be, but it is not the point. Blunt a clear stereotyping The sign could have said: Report drug users, or Report pimps, or Report sex solicitation, or Stay away from the streets, or whatever, but they had to use derogatory "Johns" Ugly choice of words, may be we should send them a dictionary with a Thesaurus and a manual with instructions. loralee

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Snow Etiquette? With more snow coming, we need to start asking, "What are the do's and don'ts of common courtesy in bad weather?" [/url] Taryn Grimes-Herbert Section Sponsored By ;alias=ox-newrochelle-slot7;size=300x120;target=_blank;loc=300;key=opinion+the-neighborhood-files"] Backing out of my driveway has become a challenge. I've got snow on both sides, piled 5 feet high from the street plows. Just to make it worse, somebody who doesn't even live on our street keeps parking directly across from me so I can barely make it out. You'd think in these tough times, people would have a little courtesy and try to be good neighbors. It got me to thinking. What is the proper snow etiquette for this kind of weather? Here are my top 10 suggestions: Don't shovel your snow onto sidewalks, or onto your neighbor's property. Make sure you don't toss your snow into the street. Somebody driving in a smaller car could get stuck in bigger piles. If you know of a neighbor who might need a little assistance, take a few extra minutes and clear their pathway or mailbox. Clear off your car, even if you don't plan on using it for a while. Your neighbors shouldn't have to watch the mounds of snow pile up around your vehicle, and it could block somebody's vision. If you borrow shovels, snow blowers or any winter equipment, return them in perfect condition and replace any gas you use. Mail carriers have it tough right now. Make sure your stoop is properly cleared and salted so they can safely do their job. Check on the elderly. When parking, don't block anyone in, and if possible, clear a little snow when you leave. Drive slowly and keep an eye out for pedestrians, especially kids, who may pop out from behind from those incredibly high snow piles. When you go out for supplies, ask if your neighbors might need one or two things while you're out. The less people on the streets the better.

envy; greed;arrogance;abusive behaviors; self righteousness;superiority complexes;prejudice;racism;intolerance;demagogy;destructive criticism;religion;cruelty to anything alive;falsehood; fill in the blanks.... Loralee

The Tantalizing World of Phone Sex by Joyce Ventimiglia After a 10-minute job interview, I filled out tax forms and started training. The phone sex industry had been under a lot of scrutiny, so most of my training consisted of being given a list of words that I wasn't allowed to say. We had to watch ourselves. After all, any 6-year old with a major credit card could be listening. The "party lines" were not considered "hardcore" and the FCC was spot-monitoring to make sure we didn't say anything obscene. This is a little like ordering a full course meal in a restaurant without mentioning food; it's really hard to get the point across. For example, we euphemistically replaced the usual dirty words with code phrases like "pussy-cat," "brown-eye" or "man-meat." A typical line would be something like "Oooh big boy, take your man-meat out of my pussy-cat and put it up my brown-eye." Keeping all the euphemisms straight wasn't easy. Adding to the challenge was the necessity to remember the names and possible positions of up to eight callers who could be on the phone at any given time. This wasn't hard because by some strange coincidence they were all usually named John. The real challenge to phone sex is keeping a straight face. This absurdity was just part of a day's work for which I would be paid $6.50 an hour. The up side was, if I worked out, I would get the chance to work on the "hardcore" lines. There were a few differences between the "party lines" and the "hardcore" lines. On the hardcore lines I could say anything I wanted, the caller would be charged about four more dollars per minute, and I would make an extra 50 cents an hour -- lucky me. With my list of euphemisms, I was brought to a large, windowless office that was divided into several small cubicles with 5ft. partitions. Each cubicle had a phone with no numbers (so you couldn't dial out) and a short stack of porn. For the second part of my training, I was to watch how it was done by an old pro. I listened and took notes as she seductively purred dirty talk like she was discussing something as mundane and predictable as Califorina sunshine. She described herself as a 5'8" 110 lb. redhead with a golden tan and a 38" bust. In actuality, she was closer to 5'2" and 240 lbs.. I tried to be nonchalant when she told the caller that her "roommate" had just gotten out of the "shower" at our "beachfront condo" and was dying to talk to him. I stumbled at first, as she passed me the phone, but made a quick recovery. Apparently, I passed the test because she left the room and I was on my own from that point on. If you have ever spent eight hours talking, moaning and screaming, you know the kind of sore throat you can get by the end of the day. I quickly had to find a way to pace myself or get the hell out of show business. By some strange stroke of luck, the FCC crackdown ended the era of the "party line" by my third day. Now I only had to talk when the phone rang instead of cooing the phrase "Is anyone there?" or reading bad porn all day. My favorite calls would be the really short ones. Often I would simply say "Hello..." and my long-distance beau would let out a small whimper and hang up. I received my first reprimand when I was told after my fourth day that I wasn't keeping the callers on long enough. The novelty of this job was short-lived and I got really bored. By the end of the first week I began to entertain myself by subtly mocking the callers. If a group of college boys called, I would coo, "What's the matter boys, nothing to do on a Saturday night? Why don't you boys have any girlfriends?" I guess I should be glad they were spending Dad's money on phone sex as opposed to jumping some tipsy sorority girl. If some guy called to discuss the valor of his oversized member, I would do my best to stifle laughter. Soon, this lost its appeal because all I could do was picture the lonely, pathetic soul on the other end of the line. As ridiculous as they sounded, I couldn't help but think of them as sad losers with no social skills who wouldn't know the first thing about starting a conversation with a real woman. All they really wanted was someone on the other end of the phone who would listen and act like she cared. They were just a bunch of poor, misunderstood fellas. My empathy waned, however, when I would get callers who wanted me to pretend that I was 12 years old and being tied to a bedpost. Others wanted me to be their dream girl who loved to be beaten senseless. Increasingly I found it was best if I didn't think about what I was doing at all. I tried everything to keep my mind off my job. I would sneak in books, crossword puzzles and newspapers. I had to hide them behind the porn I was pretending to get material from. After my second week, I was reprimanded a second time for falling asleep with the classified section on my lap. It was time to admit that my logic behind taking this job was a little twisted and my view of men was really beginning to suffer. My judgment was clouded by paranoia. I began to think that every man I met was just another pathetic loser on the phone. It became difficult to tell people what I did for a living. I guess I was partially embarrassed and partially sick of the reactions I was getting. Most people thought phone sex was much more interesting than it really was, especially the men. I had to be careful who I told what I did for a living. I found myself lying and saying I was a customer service representative to avoid unwarranted, unwelcome attention. I thought phone sex might be entertaining, a sort of sociological experiment. I'd do feminist textual analysis while I moan on the phone, not to mention the easy money. Surely I'd quit as soon as I found something else. The fact is, any job that promises lots of money for practically no work is simply too good to be true - no exceptions. The argument can be made that phone sex is a safe outlet for aggressive sexual behavior and it's not like anyone had a gun to my head and was forcing me to do it. This was not the easy money I thought it was. Unlike many jobs in the sex industry, you are forced to use your imagination. This is not to say that stripping or appearing in adult videos is not difficult work with its own set of challenges. I've had friends who were strippers who led really tough lives. I wouldn't have traded places with them for anything. Many would agree that phone sex is different because it exploits your psyche as opposed to your body. It's impossible to close your eyes and block out what you are doing. I don't think it's healthy to spend eight hours a day doing something you have to try and block out of your mind. One day during my third week, a "roommate" came into my cubicle to give me a bathroom break. Without thinking about it I passed the bathroom, walked quickly past the Credit Card Processing Center, and straight out the front door. I returned a week later for my last paycheck with a different job and a new lease on life. My jaw dropped open when my boss asked if I was feeling better and when I was coming back to work. I had done my time and felt sorry for the new girls waiting for an interview. I wondered if they would last as long as I did. You never know who would have the will to stay on the job for more than a couple of months to become an old-timer, or who would walk away from the sex industry with some rent money and a long list of euphemisms.

Great Detoxer: What You Need to Know About Far Infrared Saunas by Doug DiPasquale Jan 31st 2011 7:00AM A lot of people seem to understand the need for detoxing. I've written a lot in the past about the dangerous chemicals in our environment, in the products we use, the air we breathe, the food we eat and the water we drink. In order to get these harmful things out of our bodies, we need to go through a detox protocol. But detoxing is easier said than done. There are hundreds of products out there that claim to detoxify the body. Many of these products will help, but knowing which one is right for you can be tricky. I always recommend people talk to a natural practitioner about detoxing before jumping into a trendy cleanse. Keeping this in mind, I wanted to tell you about a detox methodology that should be considered. This isn't a pitch. It's just to inform you of an effective protocol you may not be familiar with. It's called far infrared sauna therapy -- or FIR sauna for short. It's a form of heat therapy that's been shown to lower blood pressure, decrease inflammation, improve skin health, help with blood sugar control, enhance detoxification, lessen joint pain and help with weight loss. Heat therapy is an underutilized therapeutic modality that can trace its roots back to the Native Americans. FIR saunas work differently from standard steam saunas because they use infrared light energy which penetrates into the body, thereby raising the body's temperature two to three degrees. The result is more gentle and doesn't affect sensitive tissue like the eyes (which can actually be damaged by conventional saunas). The U.S Environmental Protection Agency has shown sauna therapy increases our body's excretion of heavy metals -- mercury, lead and cadmium. They may also work to excrete fat-soluble chemicals, including PCBs, PBBs, and HCBs. This may help explain how FIR sauna therapy can lead to weight loss. Toxic compounds which get stored in fat can actually prevent weight loss. Get rid of the toxic junk and you get rid of the fat. Dr. Mark Hyman, a natural doctor who specializes in detoxification, gives these guidelines on using a FIR saunas: Find a local sauna to use. Start slowly, with five to 10 minutes per session. Build up to 40 minutes with cool-down periods in between. Keep well hydrated during your sessions -- bring a glass bottle of water into the sauna with you. Be sure to take a good multi-mineral while doing the sauna treatments (if you're not doing so already) to replace the minerals lost through sweating. Wash thoroughly with soap to remove the toxins from your skin. Consider purchasing an infrared sauna for home use. On this last point, because it's so costly, you can also invest in a FIR sauna blanket. The unit looks like a silver sleeping bag. The bags generally have a timer, so you don't need to worry about dozing off in them -- which can happen because they're so good at relaxing the autonomic nervous system and reducing stress. Whether you've got some kind of chronic illness, are over-burdened by stress, are overweight or are looking for a way to detoxify and optimize your body, infrared saunas are a great addition to your health regimen.

ALL THE BEST SWEETHEART!!!!! Loralee

Cathy darling, I am so sorry you over cooked....it is awful, it hapened to me with a chicken and I had the smell in the whole place for weeks..... wash the walls if they are not papered; buy the miracle liquid for getting rid of smells in dogs and cats (after a skunk fight), it is an enzyme based liquid and dilute it a little bit only and wash your carpets and curtains with it.....every surface that is safe to wash with that liquid will take the smell away.... I am glad you are safe and sound girl! Loralee

Royal wedding condoms: Lie back and think of England in style Forget tea towels and painted plates, you can now get your hands on the crown jewels of commemorative souvenirs with a packet of Royal Wedding-themed condoms. The 'King among condoms' celebrate the union of Prince William and Kate because, as it says on the back of the box, "Like a Royal Wedding, intercourse with a loved with is an unforgettable occasion." The sheaths come in a posh box and claim to "combine the strength of a Prince with the yielding sensitivity of a Princess-to-Be, promising a royal union of pleasure and style". Hugh Pomfret, a spokesman from Crown Jewels Condoms of Distinction, believes they are a unique way to remember this great British occasion, adding: "All at Crown Jewels have worked tirelessly to craft these heirloom quality love sheaths. In years to come, they will be a timeless memento of a magical wedding day." And it seems they are selling like hot cakes. The company claims to have sold more than 1,000 packets since launching yesterday. But while they may look the business, you might want to think twice before cracking them open. They come with a disclaimer - you shouldn't actually use them: "Crown Jewels Condoms of Distinction are a novelty product and may not be suitable as a contraceptive or barrier against sexually transmitted diseases." As Pomfret explains: "Sadly, the disclaimer was required for legal reasons. "But since our prophylactics are designed as an heirloom product, we would encourage people to keep hold of them as a memento of a special national occasion. "They are of course welcome to enjoy the supple latex and gliding lubrication of our products, but we are required to advise that they are not suitable to prevent STDs or pregnancy." Crown Jewels Condoms of Distinction cost £5.00 for a packet of three and can be bought from www.crownjewelscondoms.com.

I guess life carries one to certain points in where there is no return and no forward.....unfortunately calendars keep turning pages, but in my heart I am a 30 some woman. Nice thread! Loralee

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Death Toll Hits 38 as Egypt Protests Continue CBC News Hundreds of anti-government protesters returned to the streets of central Cairo on Saturday, chanting slogans against Hosni Mubarak, a day after the Egyptian president fired his cabinet and promised unspecified economic and political reforms. SPREADING UNREST Mubarak addressed the nation late Friday, as protesters - eager to end his 30-year rule - overwhelmed police forces in Cairo and other cities around the nation with their numbers and in attacks with rocks and firebombs. Mubarak said he would not be resigning, but instead announced he had fired his entire cabinet. A new cabinet was to be appointed on Saturday. The president blamed the protesters for abusing the freedoms he said he'd given them, adding they were plotting to destabilize Egypt. Military officials were urging citizens not to congregate in the streets and to observe a 6 p.m. to 7 a.m. curfew, state television said. Later on Saturday, authorities extended the length of the curfew in Cairo, Alexandria and Suez to cover the hours of 4 p.m. until 8 a.m. local time. Demonstrators who ignored the curfew in Cairo set police cars and army vehicles on fire Friday night. Some paraded the streets wearing helmets nabbed from police officers. Death toll rises to 38 Mubarak is clinging to power after five days of anti-government protests that have left a trail of wreckage across Cairo. Medical officials on Saturday said 38 people, including 10 police officers, have died during clashes with security forces since Friday. More than 2,000 people have been wounded. The sight of protesters pouring into Cairo's downtown Tahrir Square for a fifth day indicated Mubarak's speech the previous night had done little to cool the anger over Egypt's crushing poverty, unemployment and corruption. Overnight, the government called in military forces and by morning the army had replaced police in guarding government buildings and other key areas. Several tanks were parked in the vast Tahrir Square, but soldiers did not intervene in Saturday's protest there. Not far from the square, the army sealed off the road leading to the parliament and cabinet buildings. The Egyptian military also closed tourist access to the pyramids. Canadians are being warned to avoid Egypt's major cities unless it is absolutely necessary. The Department of Foreign Affairs said Canadians should not travel to Cairo, Alexandria or Suez. The federal government also said Canadians currently in Egypt should avoid demonstrations and large gatherings. There are an estimated 6,500 Canadians in Egypt and all are believed to be safe. Cellphone services in Egypt were restored Saturday after a government-ordered communications blackout was imposed in "selected areas" on Friday in an apparent bid to stop protesters from co-ordinating demonstrations. However, internet service appeared to remain blocked.

Forget 40, life truly begins at 60 by Hannah Ricci, from Wallet Pop You may have lost count of the grey hairs and wrinkles, and be considered officially 'old' by younger generations, yet life begins when you hit the big 6-0. Those in their 50s are the most content age group, and now further research suggests true happiness kicks in a whole decade later. Despite the age of 66 being considered officially 'old' in the poll by retirement specialist LV=, 60-somethings are happier, more financially secure and physically fitter than younger generations. People in their 60s also feel up to 16 years younger than they actually are. The study found our definition of what's old is different for every age group, with 18-19 year old teens saying 44 is officially old while 40-somethings balk at this and say 67 is when you are actually getting on. Those in their 50s think you're over the hill at 71, while those in their 60s think you're past it at 73. Ray Chinn, LV= head of pensions commented: "Forget the old adage 'life begins at 40', it seems to begin at 60 instead. While the younger generation think those in their 60s are officially old, they could probably learn a thing or two. 60-somethings say they feel the happiest and the most financially fit of any age group." Fit and free The older you are, the better shape your finances are in, according to the research, with one in five also saying they're in the best ever physical shape too. Less work commitments means more spare time and those in the 60s are enjoying more holidays than any other age group. Chinn added: "This research sheds a lot of light into the lives of those in their 60s and 70s and how they are far from being classed as 'over the hill'. In fact, it shows they are financially and physically fitter than a lot of the younger generations so able to live out their 'golden era' to its fullest. "Retirement planning and keeping your finances in order can be an important part of leading a comfortable and happy life in retirement. This can be done in many ways, from drawing an income while your pension stays invested, to releasing equity from your home. Expert advice earlier on in life, rather than later can go a long way to making sure people have a fulfilled and happy retirement." Now, as a twenty-something I find this all a little depressing. While it's fantastic that older generations are fully embracing life, the idea that 60 is the age of financial freedom and fitness suggests the rest of us may have a long way to go until we're truly content with life. And if current pension situation is anything to go by, we may reach that age and still be no better off. We're expecting to have to work longer through necessity rather than choice, and therefore less likely to enjoy the freedom retirement age is supposed to bring.