<?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-6299086</id><updated>2011-08-16T03:38:51.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She B Mo</title><subtitle type='html'>A California Gal Babbles On...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>694</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-4467378195874025533</id><published>2011-04-14T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T18:49:27.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Been a long time, long time, long time...</title><summary type='text'>Hi!To anyone stumbling across this blog... Well, I sort of ran out of time to keep it up. I'm sorry about that. BUT...I'm hoping to have a new writing project coming soon. In a few months. With a talented pal. It'll be very!In the meantime, you can find me DJing here:Moheak Radio:http://www.moheak.com/And doing the Twitter thing (I know, I'm such a hypocrite):@shebmoThanks for everything..Here's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/4467378195874025533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/4467378195874025533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2011/04/been-long-time-long-time-long-time.html' title='Been a long time, long time, long time...'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-3619850972873795842</id><published>2009-08-09T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T11:57:11.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Talented Mr. Dalley</title><summary type='text'>So this Monday (August 10th), I'm so lucky to have the fantastically talented Denver Dalley coming in to the Little Radio studios to chat with me! This guy was responsible for putting out one of my favorite records of 2007, Intramural's "This Is A Landslide," a beautiful piece of work. He was also an integral part of Desaparecidos (you know, that Conor Oberst side project), his other projects </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/3619850972873795842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/3619850972873795842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2009/08/talented-mr-dalley.html' title='The Talented Mr. Dalley'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/Sn8biPllwXI/AAAAAAAAAgc/_q1AqxQfx0w/s72-c/denver.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-8124643038647549142</id><published>2009-07-27T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T14:52:00.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, Monday...</title><summary type='text'>Little Radio! Two weeks in a row! That makes me happy... and I hope some of you too...Here's the fresh playlist for ya:Sticky Boom Boom - United Soul AssociationDon't Go Breaking My Heart - ODB &amp; Macy GrayNew Rose - The DamnedBeat My Guest - Adam &amp; the AntsPercussion Gun - White RabbitThe Summer - Coconut RecordsAnonyme Amour - Bertrand BurgalatDa Ben Dan - A CiHere Are Many Wild Animals - A </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/8124643038647549142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/8124643038647549142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2009/07/monday-monday.html' title='Monday, Monday...'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-1450319666853022410</id><published>2009-07-20T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T12:52:04.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Hot Summer</title><summary type='text'>A sweaty, downtown Little Radio show for ya:7/20/09Girl In A Sportscar - Alan HawkshawCharlie's Angels - Donna LyntonThe Future Will Come - The Juan MacLeanSpooky - Dusty SpringfieldYou (Toi) (Si) - Farrah FawcettStar - Elysian FieldsQueen of Apology - Sarah BlaskoMy Rights VS Yours - The New PornographersSummer Air - The Explorer's ClubGloom Junky - The VerlainesWait for the Summer - </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/1450319666853022410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/1450319666853022410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2009/07/long-hot-summer.html' title='Long Hot Summer'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-6948693924781595627</id><published>2009-07-17T00:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T12:34:24.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time No See...</title><summary type='text'>I keep doing this disappearing act... I know, I know, lameness. Let's just say I had lots of life and work to take care of in June and July.But I'm back! And even back on Little Radio! Let's see if I can come up with some stories to tell you to make up for my absence...Yours faithfully (well, eventually)~Mo</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/6948693924781595627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/6948693924781595627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2009/07/long-time-no-see.html' title='Long Time No See...'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-2558764092775412214</id><published>2009-06-22T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T17:45:28.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Radio Playlist 6.22.09</title><summary type='text'>Three weeks in a row? It's summer madness! Well, it's summer at least. At last, right?As the temperatures rise here in downtown LA, so do the tunes on Little Radio.Check it:Nude on the Moon - TipsySummer - WarMy Night With the Prostitute from Marseille - BeirutA Cause Des Garcons - YelleOne's On the Way - Loretta LynnMiss Hard to Get - Dennis LandryGoin' Man Huntin' - Jo Ann GarrettWinter Hill - </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/2558764092775412214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/2558764092775412214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2009/06/little-radio-playlist-62209.html' title='Little Radio Playlist 6.22.09'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-7776230532970445375</id><published>2009-06-15T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T13:34:18.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Radio Playlist 6.15.09</title><summary type='text'>Still a gloomy day in June, but we kids here at Little Radio are doing our best to chase off the June gloom and bring some cheer to your internet radio!Little Radio Playlist6.15.09Out of the Races &amp; Onto the Tracks - The RaptureTragic Carpet Ride - PolvoGasoline Alley - Rod StewartIf You Feel It - Ms. Tyree "Sugar" JonesOrigami - Obi BestLadyflash - The Go! TeamCheer for Fate - The Mount St. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/7776230532970445375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/7776230532970445375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2009/06/little-radio-playlist-61509.html' title='Little Radio Playlist 6.15.09'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-752425847530631185</id><published>2009-06-09T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T13:15:28.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Radio Playlist 6.08.09</title><summary type='text'>It's June and we're back! I think we're gonna get regular for a while again... whew!Little Radio Playlist6.08.09Sankofa - Tony AllenAin't That Terrible - Roy RedmondLeave My Kitten Alone - Detroit CobrasThe Living Kind - The Ups &amp; DownsTwo Ways Out - Darker My LoveSay Yes - AfternoonsDr. Ring Ding - Jackie Mitoo &amp; the Soul BrothersTighten Up - Archie Bell &amp; the DrellsMambo Sun - T. RexAgainst </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/752425847530631185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/752425847530631185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2009/06/little-radio-playlist-60809.html' title='Little Radio Playlist 6.08.09'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-637969516878024631</id><published>2009-05-12T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T12:58:59.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Radio Playlist 5.11.09</title><summary type='text'>Hey! Do you wanna know what you heard? After a 2 month hiatus? Well, here you go!Little Radio Playlist5.11.09Bombay 405 Miles - Kalyanji &amp; Anandji ShayHighly Illogical - Leonard NimoyRoscoe - MidlakeCharlotte - Booka ShadeTalk On Indolence - The Avett BrothersPark Song - The DodosThe Engine Driver - DecemberistsGoner - Dead ConfederatePerhaps, Perhaps, Perhaps - Doris DayNever Too Young - Justin </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/637969516878024631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/637969516878024631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2009/05/little-radio-playlist-51109.html' title='Little Radio Playlist 5.11.09'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-8119173602639298918</id><published>2009-04-12T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T21:51:24.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bite the Ears Off First...</title><summary type='text'>Now THIS is what Easter is all about!Peep on a BBQ from Spacecat on Vimeo.Courtesy of my friend, Zombie Dawg.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/8119173602639298918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/8119173602639298918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2009/04/bite-ears-off-first.html' title='Bite the Ears Off First...'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-8194453884412696341</id><published>2009-04-10T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T21:55:21.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's the Flap?</title><summary type='text'>The next big thing...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/8194453884412696341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/8194453884412696341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2009/04/whats-flap.html' title='What&apos;s the Flap?'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-221930417817818794</id><published>2009-04-08T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T22:56:41.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bedsores Made Beautiful</title><summary type='text'>I was supposed to be working - in fact, I was on an epic IM work chat with 5 other people. I rarely get on the ole IM because more often that not, it gets in the way. But sometimes it's awfully fun.Like the other day, when a friend of mine popped in and interrupted aforementioned epic work chat. I don't chat with him often, but it's always entertaining when he shows up."Mo!!!!!!!" he started. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/221930417817818794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/221930417817818794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2009/04/bedsores-made-beautiful.html' title='Bedsores Made Beautiful'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SeQklqBq9YI/AAAAAAAAAgU/42-b9a6oC2w/s72-c/My+Jerusalem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-8549725376060912823</id><published>2009-04-04T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T21:53:36.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I Will Never Twitter</title><summary type='text'>I'm sure you've seen this, but it's is so genius...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/8549725376060912823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/8549725376060912823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2009/04/why-i-will-never-twitter.html' title='Why I Will Never Twitter'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-5501107092371055707</id><published>2009-04-01T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T22:10:48.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Got Punked</title><summary type='text'>When I read this today, my heart leaped out of my chest, I lost my breath, and I nearly fell out of my chair:PIXIES TO PLAY 23 SHOWS AT NYC'S MERCURY LOUNGEIn what is surely an unprecedented run, the Pixies will play 23 straight shows at the Mercury Lounge in New York City. 'I don't think it's ever been done before,' says bassist Kim Deal. 'We originally were approached about doing 10 shows, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/5501107092371055707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/5501107092371055707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-got-punked.html' title='I Got Punked'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-5138384684625218463</id><published>2009-03-26T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T21:09:04.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Social Networking, Explained.</title><summary type='text'>I love the Brits. Here is Facebook in real life:Your worst nightmare, perhaps...?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/5138384684625218463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/5138384684625218463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2009/03/social-networking-explained.html' title='Social Networking, Explained.'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-847887021798151969</id><published>2009-03-24T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T23:37:57.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SXSW - The Recap</title><summary type='text'>Well, I survived. People were dropping like flies around me... illnesses, alcohol, complete bodily weariness. I credit being a member of the Herbal Resistance (go Wellness Formula!) with avoiding the first item, knowing better than to drink much during endurance tests like this one for number 2, and as for number 3? Well, you can sleep when you're dead. Or at least back home.So here's a list of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/847887021798151969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/847887021798151969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2009/03/sxsw-recap.html' title='SXSW - The Recap'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-5581802987851285561</id><published>2009-03-22T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T23:07:46.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Autin - Day Four</title><summary type='text'>And yes, the madness continues...Day Four - March 21At this point in the trek, you kind of don't care who is playing anymore. You're gonna see what you're gonna see. I already knew I wasn't going to bother trying to get to the Kanye West show that night. What? Am I crazy? Absolutely. Crazy tired of the Auto-Tune phenom no matter who is doing it. I hate robot voices. And overly dressed hipster </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/5581802987851285561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/5581802987851285561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2009/03/autin-day-four.html' title='Autin - Day Four'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/Scsaxro3oYI/AAAAAAAAAgE/56X6yMtUiA8/s72-c/IMG00053.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-5213024700553560576</id><published>2009-03-21T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T17:54:02.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Austin - Day Three</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday's highlight? Walking into Pete Townsend on the street, realizing it was Pete Townsend, turning into Porky Pig and forgetting to take a picture with him. A friend pointed out to me that he probably wouldn't have been able to hear me had I asked anyway...Lowlight? Being approached by a random MTV street crew and asked to participate in a SXSW version of "Elimidate" with Asher Roth. "Let's</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/5213024700553560576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/5213024700553560576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2009/03/austin-day-three.html' title='Austin - Day Three'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/ScWLUyaXYXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/E3fp7hx2VO0/s72-c/IMG00039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-1876114032734874905</id><published>2009-03-20T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T10:47:19.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Austin - Day Two</title><summary type='text'>Oh my friends, there just isn't enough time in the day to tell you all how much music there has been in the last 24 hours. Let's just say I didn't see my hotel room for 14 hours yesterday.So you'll have to settle with a brief re-cap for now:Day Two - March 19thFirst surprise of the day? Those Darlins. Take the country punk of the Knitters, make Exene Cervenka alot more sexy and times her by 3, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/1876114032734874905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/1876114032734874905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2009/03/austin-day-two.html' title='Austin - Day Two'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/ScPVCM9npvI/AAAAAAAAAew/J-Yx_ql5m1k/s72-c/IMG_2551.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-8710609290335142124</id><published>2009-03-19T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T11:19:37.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Austin - Day One</title><summary type='text'>SXSW. Spring break for the music industry? Yea, kinda. A big, musical street party featuring lots of glorious hot dogs and bands. Ultimate club hopping. Major drink swapping. Drunken ballroom moshing (kudos to 'Nay for inventing the term). A good time, in other words! At least, for me it is.Despite wearing comfy shoes, I somehow got a blister where my squishy sandals didn't even make contact with</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/8710609290335142124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/8710609290335142124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2009/03/austin-day-one.html' title='Austin - Day One'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/ScKKqwki_5I/AAAAAAAAAeA/4Y8FVcdcn08/s72-c/IMG_2473.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-6309335427018771228</id><published>2009-03-12T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T11:43:21.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Curse of Cut Copy - LA Style</title><summary type='text'>Cut Copy is one of the most fun bands you can see live these days... seriously. It's a dance party from start to finish, and since they are a buncha Aussies, the partying is pretty serious. They bounce around the stage, do melodramatic ABBA-esque hand gestures, play like an updated New Order (meaning keyboards AND drums &amp; guitars), and are dorky white guys from the Southern Hemisphere with a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/6309335427018771228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/6309335427018771228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2009/03/curse-of-cut-copy-la-style.html' title='The Curse of Cut Copy - LA Style'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-6339913438974409434</id><published>2009-03-12T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T10:58:58.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stormy Weather</title><summary type='text'>Jack White just doesn't have enough to do, right? So he goes and hooks up with that chick from the Kills to create another band, starts a new label, and opens up a groovy multi-use space featuring a performance area, the label offices, a vinyl record store, and darkroom (among other things).  The band is called Dead Weather. Read more about it here. All I can say is that it sounds good... really </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/6339913438974409434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/6339913438974409434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2009/03/stormy-weather.html' title='Stormy Weather'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-8086215078957455618</id><published>2009-03-11T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T11:15:45.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An R.E.M. show I would have liked. A lot.</title><summary type='text'>So tonight in the Big Apple, there was this tribute show to R.E.M. that some friends of mine attended (and called me from, although it's not like I could really hear anything). I knew that Throwing Muses was reuniting to play at it, but it's been a while since R.E.M. has brought me that jangly, mumbly guitar joy, so I didn't worry too much about missing it. (Although I did really dig Accelerate.)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/8086215078957455618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/8086215078957455618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2009/03/rem-show-i-would-have-liked-lot.html' title='An R.E.M. show I would have liked. A lot.'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SbqihQ9nZQI/AAAAAAAAAd4/yJRhIS63EZc/s72-c/musicofrem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-4412712712297531839</id><published>2009-03-09T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T16:24:00.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And Yes, It's Monday...</title><summary type='text'>Daylight savings is not agreeing with me. Well, getting up in the morning never agrees with me, but I think it's a little worse this time because my cat is not aware of the change and instead of waking me up for food at 7:30am, he's doing it at 6:30am. So I stumbled out of the house, down the street to the train station, and blearily made my way to our lovely downtown Little Radio digs to do this</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/4412712712297531839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/4412712712297531839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2009/03/and-yes-its-monday.html' title='And Yes, It&apos;s Monday...'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-7971865013123261408</id><published>2009-03-07T22:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T11:18:43.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Loch Ness Lures...</title><summary type='text'>So my Dad (and well, lots of people) know I have a deep affection for the Loch Ness Monster, and pretty much all potentially mythical (yet real?) creatures that live in lakes. Hell, I named my cat Nessie! And I've also seen that "Water Horse" movie a couple of times...My Dad forwarded me this (and I pass along to you) to enjoy. Love them Scots!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/7971865013123261408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/7971865013123261408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2009/03/loch-ness-lures.html' title='Loch Ness Lures...'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-4305596217315615741</id><published>2009-03-02T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T13:26:56.202-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday on My Mind</title><summary type='text'>Another gray LA Monday, but warm! It's almost like being in the tropics. But totally not.One thing I love about our new downtown location is just the 'hood itself. Since downtown LA has finally become somewhat "developed," meaning there are people living here (and not in tents on sidewalks - but they're around too), you see some good old neighborhood action. Today I've seen a lot of sleepy dudes </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/4305596217315615741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/4305596217315615741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2009/03/monday-on-my-mind.html' title='Monday on My Mind'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-2408405896771190685</id><published>2009-02-27T13:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T01:31:15.651-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Just For Your Dorm Room Anymore</title><summary type='text'>Posters. I love posters.When I was a kid, I had wall-to-wall posters covering my wallpapered bedroom. Shaun Cassidy first, then moving on to Rick Springfield, and culminating in a full out graphic assault during my Duran Duran years. (Which have never really left me... At this moment, I can count 6 Duran buttons on one stereo speaker.)Then on to college, where everyone put their life up on their </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/2408405896771190685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/2408405896771190685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2009/02/not-just-for-your-dorm-room-anymore.html' title='Not Just For Your Dorm Room Anymore'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SakEQgXr3NI/AAAAAAAAAdo/ahQftBogLNw/s72-c/9510.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-6249120239609301205</id><published>2009-02-25T18:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T18:38:49.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scott Walker - 3.0.</title><summary type='text'>About a week or so ago, I was lucky enough to get a sneak peak at a glorious documentary, Scott Walker: 30 Century Man.In it, folks like David Bowie, Alison Goldfrapp, Brian Eno, Jarvis Cocker, Johnny Marr, Mark Almond and (yummy!) Damon Albarn listen to Scott Walker albums and discuss. Well, there's a lot more to it than that - lots of interview footage (past and present) of Mr. Walker himself </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/6249120239609301205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/6249120239609301205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2009/02/scott-walker-30.html' title='Scott Walker - 3.0.'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-985220825202094385</id><published>2009-02-23T15:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T15:13:00.361-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Music for ya!</title><summary type='text'>Well, we're back to the weekly Monday Morning Mo Show - yay!Here's what you heard this morningLittle Radio Playlist2/23/09Insurance From God - 45 GraveSix Inch Gold Blade - The Birthday PartyCharlotte Anne - Julian CopeBe Thankful for What You've Got - Donovan CarlessToo Too Too Fast - Ra Ra RiotMicrophone - Coconut RecordsRobot Trouble - BarcelonaYesterday - Martina Topley BirdWind Powered - </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/985220825202094385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/985220825202094385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2009/02/monday-music-for-ya.html' title='Monday Music for ya!'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-6480560062910587548</id><published>2009-02-15T18:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T01:45:10.708-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tips for Teens</title><summary type='text'>How to spend Valentine's Day...Well, in my book, it's a "holiday" that shouldn't exist. I worked in a card and candy shop for many years, and V-Day was the only day when we could get away with letting the customer have it. Just stopping in to get a pound of cherry jellybeans? Guess what - we're out. Box of chocolates? Too late - you're screwed. Red roses? Unless you reserved them a week ago, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/6480560062910587548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/6480560062910587548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2009/02/tips-for-teens.html' title='Tips for Teens'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SZvYafkTJVI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/doRg9SGdqP4/s72-c/Sparks-band-np02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-3410741590941393112</id><published>2009-02-12T13:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T01:15:25.732-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking in L.A.</title><summary type='text'>Angelenos don't like to walk on the sidewalks. It's okay to go hiking, jogging, strolling along the beach... but heaven forbid one casually walks around town. I've been yelled at for it. However, some wacky art types downtown started opening up their galleries for all to wander in and see. At night. Downtown is not very car friendly (meaning it costs a fortune to park there)so "walking" is pretty</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/3410741590941393112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/3410741590941393112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2009/02/walking-in-la.html' title='Walking in L.A.'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-3859547519429907292</id><published>2009-02-09T10:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T01:08:14.129-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Back!</title><summary type='text'>Little Radio has returned! Or at least, my show on it has. So today, I got to DJ for the first time in about 3 months. Seriously! That's crazy.Here's today's playlist:Little Radio2/9/09No Way Down - Air FranceI Don't Wanna Die - The UnicornsFor Our Elegant Caste - Of MontrealTalk to the Left - ShragWhat's A Girl to Do - Bat For LashesToo Much Too Young - The SpecialsHow Much More - Redd KrossMy </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/3859547519429907292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/3859547519429907292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2009/02/were-back.html' title='We&apos;re Back!'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-116661335435124318</id><published>2009-02-06T13:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T01:49:24.861-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Texas Has Zombies!</title><summary type='text'>Some genius (or group of) in Texas has been hacking into those freeway LED signs you see on the side of the road, warning you of traffic conditions and alerts and such... I realize it's dangerous, but, um, it's also awfully funny...Remember, you've got to get 'em right in the head...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/116661335435124318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/116661335435124318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2009/02/texas-has-zombies.html' title='Texas Has Zombies!'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SZvZc15SkGI/AAAAAAAAAdY/xGsJ_-WNuD8/s72-c/Zombies+ahead.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-784549313563404068</id><published>2009-02-03T15:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T00:20:29.567-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forever Smutty...</title><summary type='text'>When I was eleven years old, I walked into a bookstore near my childhood home to buy a book. I was (and wish I still had time to be) quite the reader, and loved trashy horror novels by Stephen King and John Saul.(I still firmly maintain that It is one of the best and most touching books about the bonds of childhood friendship EVER.) I'd graduated from Nancy Drew and the Hardy Boys into these </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/784549313563404068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/784549313563404068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2009/02/forever-smutty.html' title='Forever Smutty...'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SZvUcsIQkfI/AAAAAAAAAdI/_eKHVDFP7rI/s72-c/forever_card_table.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-5934509549934288777</id><published>2009-01-26T12:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T00:20:59.407-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Specials Slumdog</title><summary type='text'>Um, yes, I am one of those people obsessed with Slumdog Millionaire. I've seen it 3 times already and hope to see it a bunch more. But I tend to obssess over Danny Boyle movies - they are usually pretty fantastic. He seems to be fond of bags of cash, as quite a few of his films feature them (Shallow Grave, Trainspotting, Millions).I was very happy that it won the SAG awards, after the Golden </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/5934509549934288777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/5934509549934288777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2009/01/specials-slumdog.html' title='Specials Slumdog'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SZvPXvvXKHI/AAAAAAAAAdA/-y7vqzOWCp8/s72-c/Slumdog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-1206753851106447516</id><published>2009-01-12T14:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T14:54:22.061-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Late, Great Golden State</title><summary type='text'>I am a born and bred California Girl. I've lived happily in three major California cities (San Diego, San Francisco &amp; Los Angeles). I've enjoyed the Mexican food and beaches immensely. I will have a helluva time buying a house here one day. I don't own a down jacket and have very little wool.  I have a job working with music that I love. I wear sunglasses almost every day. The weather makes me </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/1206753851106447516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/1206753851106447516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2009/01/late-great-golden-state.html' title='The Late, Great Golden State'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-5349453433544888767</id><published>2009-01-06T23:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T23:53:09.244-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diplo's a fan - come on down!</title><summary type='text'>Angelenos... live up to your city's insane multi-culti rep:Tormenta Tropical is a Latin America meets North America dance fiesta, filled with Buenos Aires electro cumbia, Brazilian baile funk, and an all out borderless dance mix with a goal of keeping your ass in motion. The Bersa Discos crew throwing the party have been featured in FADER and can count Diplo as a supporter - so why not come down </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/5349453433544888767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/5349453433544888767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2009/01/diplos-fan-come-on-down.html' title='Diplo&apos;s a fan - come on down!'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SWRfEduKfBI/AAAAAAAAAcg/fN10SQS7wno/s72-c/l_86beefcff03a4590bc07aac376087ac0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-8969083896143532293</id><published>2008-12-31T18:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T14:42:41.695-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Many Moments in a Year...</title><summary type='text'>I've noticed that as I get older, and my friends have ever-sprouting children, and work becomes ever more entertaining, that time absolutely whizzes by. So many things happen in the brief span of a year, and this year has been a doozy. Aside from my own personal tragedies (losses of my mother, grandfather, and grandmother) and triumphs (fantastic job and amazing new friends), and national </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/8969083896143532293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/8969083896143532293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2008/12/many-moments-in-year.html' title='Many Moments in a Year...'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-2281718162614202102</id><published>2008-12-30T15:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T23:03:45.139-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Musical Faves of 2008</title><summary type='text'>Yep. It's that time.Everyone asks, so I'll answer. I find it impossible to really do a "best of" when that is so subjective, and I can't really narrow it to 2008 because sometimes a record will come out at the end of the previous year that doesn't sink into my brain till later, or I don't have time to absorb something I think I might totally love until the new year (TV on the Radio - I'm lookin' </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/2281718162614202102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/2281718162614202102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2008/12/musical-faves-of-2008.html' title='Musical Faves of 2008'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SVsDqjbCaEI/AAAAAAAAAak/tscmuA4ezzg/s72-c/Yelle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-5932540442709747736</id><published>2008-12-28T20:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T22:01:08.949-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Was I?</title><summary type='text'>This year, the blog took a bit of a beating. I think I've reduced the readership to really sweet friends who know I do this from time to time and check in (as opposed to those glory days of yore when we were a stop on the Whatevs.com train and even getting nominated for something in Oz). And you know what? That's totally cool by me. Blogs are a bit of a vanity project, right? I thank my pals who </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/5932540442709747736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/5932540442709747736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2008/12/where-was-i.html' title='Where Was I?'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SVhVLcoF0II/AAAAAAAAAYM/lVLXcP97AqY/s72-c/IMG_1407.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-206309045682454098</id><published>2008-12-25T11:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T11:47:00.499-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Love Xmas!</title><summary type='text'>Happy Holidays, all!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/206309045682454098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/206309045682454098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2008/12/we-love-xmas.html' title='We Love Xmas!'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-2421405548778394977</id><published>2008-12-22T14:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T14:34:00.608-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tchau, Brasil...</title><summary type='text'>One last trip to the beach. One last bit of shopping. One last piece of delicious roasted cheese on a stick.Okay, so I got a couple questions about that last one. It's pretty simple, really. On the beach, there are vendors wandering around selling food &amp; trinkets &amp; blankets and stuff. One beach delicacy is a chunk of mozzarella cheese, on a stick, rolled in your choice of herb (my choices were </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/2421405548778394977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/2421405548778394977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2008/12/tchau-brasil.html' title='Tchau, Brasil...'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-8366570918943626207</id><published>2008-12-21T22:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T22:55:00.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a Small World After All</title><summary type='text'>Today started with a big morning storm... I was in the shower when it started, so I indulged and went and stood in it for a while. Ah, so nice!After that, I had to go to Dique Do Tororo. The lake with the giant fairies. I couldn't get it out of my mind! I knew it wouldn't look as magical during the day, but it was going to have to do. I jumped into a cab and told the driver where to take me, and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/8366570918943626207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/8366570918943626207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-small-world-after-all.html' title='It&apos;s a Small World After All'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-6540868624870807327</id><published>2008-12-20T21:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T05:09:09.707-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazing on a Sunny Afternoon</title><summary type='text'>After another night of dancing, my motivations today were non-existent. I only have a couple of days left, but I've done quite a bit, and thought it would be okay to just chill. (As if hanging out on the beach isn't chill enough, right?)I actually slept in this morning - more than I have since I got here. No one was out in the street yelling about something, selling something, announcing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/6540868624870807327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/6540868624870807327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2008/12/lazing-on-sunny-afternoon.html' title='Lazing on a Sunny Afternoon'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-530452370151851064</id><published>2008-12-19T23:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T09:13:16.734-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot Hot Hot!</title><summary type='text'>First off, I apologize to my friends in the Northern Hemisphere freezing their asses off. (I probably should have done that with my first Brazil entry though, huh?)It was another fine, fine beach day... except that it was insanely crowded! The weekend starts on Fridays, you know. The sun was intense, which meant I spent a lot more time floating in the water than lying on the beach. Besides, there</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/530452370151851064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/530452370151851064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2008/12/hot-hot-hot.html' title='Hot Hot Hot!'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-6850881346183083412</id><published>2008-12-18T23:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T07:49:15.135-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tropicalia, Sambas, and Cheese</title><summary type='text'>The mosquitoes are winning. There is some breed that likes the repellent, I think, and believes it only adds to the tastiness of my mixed breed California blood. And once they are done, they leave welts the size of a quarter. My legs look like they've been polka-dotted by a happy 3 year old given free license with a brown Sharpie. Or a red Sharpie. Depends on the bites' stage of development. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/6850881346183083412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/6850881346183083412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2008/12/tropicalia-sambas-and-cheese.html' title='Tropicalia, Sambas, and Cheese'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-3158419384146206595</id><published>2008-12-17T20:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T05:21:55.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ch-Ch-Check It Out</title><summary type='text'>Today was a beach day, which means I don't have much to report. Some floating in the ocean, some reading, some roasted cheese-on-a-stick (I don't really have to go into details on that one, do I?).So just some observations:Geckos: There are geckos here, or at least some small lizard thing similar enough to geckos. I've seen them in the apartment a couple times. I am a big fan of geckos - I have </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/3158419384146206595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/3158419384146206595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2008/12/ch-ch-check-it-out.html' title='Ch-Ch-Check It Out'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-3976310158612576833</id><published>2008-12-16T23:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T05:02:20.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Night Fever</title><summary type='text'>The mosquitoes have crossed the line.Sidenote (this will be relevant in a minute): you know I like, LOVE Ewan McGregor, right? And a couple years ago, he did a reality show called "Long Way 'Round," where he &amp; his BFF rode fancy touring motorcycles around the world and proceed to nearly get killed a few times. One of my favorite parts is when Ewan is sitting in his tent, lamenting the bug problem</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/3976310158612576833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/3976310158612576833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2008/12/night-fever.html' title='Night Fever'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-8617751295785371042</id><published>2008-12-15T21:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T21:16:00.724-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bife, Feijoada e Aipim</title><summary type='text'>Today was a mellow, hang at the beach day. Kitatay's place is literally a 5 minute walk from Praia do Porto da Barra, the main beach in this area. All I wanted to do was go to the beach. earlier, I'd steered away from this main one, because it is CRAZY packed. But it's a Monday, I thought. Can't be that bad!Well, it wasn't as nuts as it had been on the weekend, but it was still a decent crowd. I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/8617751295785371042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/8617751295785371042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2008/12/bife-feijoada-e-aipim.html' title='Bife, Feijoada e Aipim'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-5984323161045238286</id><published>2008-12-14T21:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T07:17:22.655-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Shirt, No Shoes, No Problem!</title><summary type='text'>I've done some investigating into these mosquito bites. The problem is, I rarely get bitten, so when I'm in a place with mosquitoes and they discover the sweet, sweet nectar of my California type O+ blood, I get devoured the first day and then they start to tire of me. It seems. But what really happens is that you develop immunities to the allergic reaction a bite gives you, and if you haven't </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/5984323161045238286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/5984323161045238286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2008/12/no-shirt-no-shoes-no-problem.html' title='No Shirt, No Shoes, No Problem!'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-282023436741079032</id><published>2008-12-13T18:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T06:41:16.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lambada? Seriously? Hell yes!</title><summary type='text'>Barra nightlife - yes!I didn't think I'd get to go out much, as I'm on my own and from all I've been told and all I've heard, I shouldn't go out at night on my own. But dinner time is okay, and last night I went down to the beach looking for a place that had been recommended, not finding it, and winding up in the same place I was at the first night - Portal Do Mar. Right outside by the entrance </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/282023436741079032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/282023436741079032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2008/12/lambada-seriously-hell-yes.html' title='Lambada? Seriously? Hell yes!'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-3028235049322317354</id><published>2008-12-12T18:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T18:09:58.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finger Lickin' Nasty</title><summary type='text'>I've given in. It just got to be too much for me and I couldn't take it anymore.I bought bug repellent.Really, the mosquitoes just wouldn't let up. As I've wandered around Salvador, I find that I keep looking at everyone's legs, to see if they are as damaged as I am. I have ridiculously sensitive skin, so your mosquito bite isn't as nasty as mine. So the 20 or so bites on each (each!) leg and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/3028235049322317354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/3028235049322317354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2008/12/finger-lickin-nasty.html' title='Finger Lickin&apos; Nasty'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-4447090614734289430</id><published>2008-12-11T22:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T06:41:43.229-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bugs, Boys &amp; Brazil</title><summary type='text'>Here is the first official report from Brazil.Oh, did I forget to mention that's where I'm going? Not if you've spent any time in my personal space in the last couple of months!After a couple long and bouncy flights, I arrived in sultry, sweaty Salvador, Brazil. My wonderful friend Kitaytay has a place here that I get to crash in - a few blocks from the ocean and next to one of the most hopping </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/4447090614734289430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/4447090614734289430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2008/12/bugs-boys-brazil.html' title='Bugs, Boys &amp; Brazil'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-7993166677938070661</id><published>2008-12-08T18:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:51:02.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wrappin' It Up</title><summary type='text'>Today I finished up on the last Little Radio show I'll be doing this year... Despite starting an hour late due to being locked out of the space, we had a good time, right? Right!Here are the details:Little Radio Playlist12/09/08Out There On the Ice - Cut CopyBlue Nile - Gang Gang DanceShe Dies - A Place to Bury StrangersKim &amp; Jessie - M83Ice Cream Love - Johnny OsbourneFurr - Blitzen </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/7993166677938070661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/7993166677938070661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2008/12/wrappin-it-up.html' title='Wrappin&apos; It Up'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-3630173237749136781</id><published>2008-12-03T17:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T18:04:02.619-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hugh Jackman Got Me Pregnant!</title><summary type='text'>I'm just kidding.Really, I saw "Australia!" the other day, and he is so goddamn butch in it, I swear that I conceived immaculately just from watching. Oh, and I loved the movie. I also love all other Baz Lurhman films. Really!And speaking of totally gay musicals - have you seen this?See more Jack Black videos at Funny or DieCompletely genius.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/3630173237749136781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/3630173237749136781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2008/12/hugh-jackman-got-me-pregnant.html' title='Hugh Jackman Got Me Pregnant!'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-3658043733128104919</id><published>2008-11-30T15:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T15:33:18.645-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Podcasts!</title><summary type='text'>I am very happy to report that Little Radio has updated our Podcast section... including mine! There are tons of them! So if you missed a show, or just are curious, go download 'em!Check out Little Radio's "Mo Show" podcasts here.And tune in for the real thing:The Mo ShowMondays10 am - Noon PST (that's 1pm EST, 6pm in London, 7pm in Berlin, and 5am Sydney... ack!)Find us in the Radio section of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/3658043733128104919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/3658043733128104919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2008/11/podcasts.html' title='Podcasts!'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-3360180491879737453</id><published>2008-11-29T17:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T16:02:22.499-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Die For</title><summary type='text'>Um, you know how I ranted a little about those Black Friday sales? Well, you may remember how on December 3rd, 1979, 11 people were killed trying to get into a Who concert in Cincinnati. It was due to the festival seating policy, and when people were allowed in (late), they crushed each other trying to get to the good seats.Flash forward to November 28th in Long Island new York - Wal*Mart. A 34 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/3360180491879737453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/3360180491879737453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2008/11/to-die-for.html' title='To Die For'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-7569807712834196190</id><published>2008-11-26T18:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T15:48:21.944-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overindulgence</title><summary type='text'>On this Thanksgiving Eve, I'd like to talk to you about gluttony.No, not the food coma kind so many will indulge themselves tomorrow (although that's pretty disgusting), but the shopping kind that comes immediately afterwards.This year, it feels like those commercials trying to draw people into various "Black Friday" sales have been even more aggressive, no doubt because retailers are horrified </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/7569807712834196190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/7569807712834196190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2008/11/overindulgence.html' title='Overindulgence'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-838258742289209918</id><published>2008-11-25T23:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T15:20:40.957-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anita Bryant Rolls Over</title><summary type='text'>I was gonna say she rolls over in her grave, but she ain't dead yet. Although today, she may wish she were...In the '70s, she oversaw one of the most hateful campaigns against the gay community ever seen, voicing that "If gays are granted rights, next we'll have to give rights to prostitutes and to people who sleep with St. Bernards and to nail biters." See the logic? But her very vocal "Save Our</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/838258742289209918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/838258742289209918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2008/11/anita-bryant-rolls-over.html' title='Anita Bryant Rolls Over'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-7418561029355988897</id><published>2008-11-19T23:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T12:15:18.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicago Hope</title><summary type='text'>After the election, I was so happy about Obama that I cried (just like half the country, it seems). But then the California results came in, and Proposition 8 has passed... meaning that a little more than half of my beloved state had decided to enact legalized bigotry, making gays 2nd class citizens.A few nights later, I had dinner with a married ("Or maybe now the citizens of California have </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/7418561029355988897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/7418561029355988897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2008/11/chicago-hope.html' title='Chicago Hope'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/STLy0N29n2I/AAAAAAAAAQk/DGrOYC_sZFQ/s72-c/loveunitessmall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-3886068697315415221</id><published>2008-11-17T14:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T15:18:48.208-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Music for Your Sniffles</title><summary type='text'>Um, yea, I actually got sick over the course of my 2 hour show today. I sit here at home, huddled up in blankets, dependent on decongestants and tissues for my well being. Groovy!So here's what ya heard today:Little Radio Playlist11/17/08Bright Tomorrow - Fuck ButtonsAnthrax - Gang of FourDebaser - PixiesWicked Wisdom - Of MontrealNeon Knights - MSTRKRFTNightclubbing - Iggy PopChant No.1 - </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/3886068697315415221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/3886068697315415221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2008/11/music-for-your-sniffles.html' title='Music for Your Sniffles'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-7622304351451828712</id><published>2008-11-13T10:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T11:31:45.864-08:00</updated><title type='text'>D-I-V-O-R-C-E!</title><summary type='text'>Divorce is wrong. It destroys families. And we know how important 52% of the population of California think families are: so important that traditional marriage needs to be legislated. A man and a woman only. So all you divorced parents, you screwed up. You single parent families, step families, etc.. None of you are cool either. Did any of you vote Yes on 8? Because you voted against yourself </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/7622304351451828712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/7622304351451828712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2008/11/d-i-v-o-r-c-e.html' title='D-I-V-O-R-C-E!'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-4849196210551568152</id><published>2008-11-10T10:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T12:15:54.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>(internet) Radio Radio</title><summary type='text'>Hey all~Two weeks in a row! Awesome! After a weekend of protesting, marching, and intense political discussion... I'm ready for some fun tuneage. And you?Little Radio Playlist11/10/08Aruca - MedicineLes Femmes - YellePinky Blue - Altered ImagesKissing Things - The 6th (feat. Sarah Cracknell)Tell Me That You Love Me - Inara GeorgeJudy &amp; the Dream of Horses - Belle &amp; SebastianNights Are Long - </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/4849196210551568152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/4849196210551568152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2008/11/internet-radio-radio.html' title='(internet) Radio Radio'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-7261095068411059078</id><published>2008-11-04T07:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T19:23:33.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When Worlds Collide</title><summary type='text'>Um, you all know I love Duran Duran? John Taylor in particular? (Hell, I even got to interview him once - swoon!)Well, I love John Taylor, and it turns out John Taylor loves Barack Obama, therefore I love Barack Obama! (As if I didn't already.)Want proof?Now VOTE! And if you're in Cali, vote NO ON 8! We're voting for love, not hate!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/7261095068411059078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/7261095068411059078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2008/11/when-worlds-collide.html' title='When Worlds Collide'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-7241816478572432210</id><published>2008-11-03T10:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T12:07:17.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where B Mo?</title><summary type='text'>Wow... it's been so long since I posted anything here my computer didn't even remember how to sign in to this thing.So where have I been the last couple of months? Um... Madrid, Barcelona, Phoenix, Denver, San Francisco, London, Berlin, Oakland, Vegas... for starters. And I haven't been able to blog from some of those places, so my deepest apologies. I promise to post tales of my adventures (if </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/7241816478572432210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/7241816478572432210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2008/11/where-b-mo.html' title='Where B Mo?'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-1123846251044299044</id><published>2008-09-10T17:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T17:58:42.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am really, really afraid of some citizens in our country. Please check out this Washington Post article, and please spread the word. THE DEMOCRATS NEED TO TAKE THE WHITE HOUSE. Aren't we in enough of a mess? Sigh...**********Does the Truth Matter Anymore?This is not false naivete: I am genuinely surprised that John McCain and his campaign keep throwing out false charges and making false claims </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/1123846251044299044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/1123846251044299044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-am-really-really-afraid-of-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-1509582121361742152</id><published>2008-09-08T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T12:35:18.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Barely Makin' It Monday...</title><summary type='text'>This Monday, we barely made it in and I barely was able to get things hooked up for this morning's Little Radio show, but here 'tis!Little Radio Playlist9.08.08Sippin' 40oz = Gravvy Train!!!The Blues Are Still Blue - Belle &amp; SebastianRide A White Swan - T. RexLook-Ka Py Py - The MetersSoulsville - Isaac HayesBirthday (Christmas Mix) - Sugarcubes (with the Jesus &amp; Mary Chain)Publish My Love - </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/1509582121361742152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/1509582121361742152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2008/09/barely-makin-it-monday.html' title='Barely Makin&apos; It Monday...'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-3433388026214289586</id><published>2008-08-25T10:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T10:24:00.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Mo Show till the 8th</title><summary type='text'>Hi all~I'm taking a little break from Little Radio... got lots of work to do, and some San Fransisco to see! I'll be back on the air on September 8th, promise.In the meantime, I have some Christian Calypso for you. Really. It will change your life.    Jesus is my friend by "Sonseed" from Peleg Top on Vimeo.Enjoy!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/3433388026214289586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/3433388026214289586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2008/08/no-mo-show-till-8th.html' title='No Mo Show till the 8th'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-8362161709710136635</id><published>2008-08-18T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T12:17:53.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Monday</title><summary type='text'>The Monday Morning Mo Show. Yay!Mondays, 10am - Noon PST (1pm EST, 7pm in Berlin and in the wee morning in Sydney!)LittleRadio.comThe playlist! Here 'tis for 8.18.08!Specialist - InterpolNowhere Girl - B MovieFor Love - LushBitches In Tokyo - StarsLady Don't Tek No - LatyrxLove Thyself - MacromanticsEvery Little Counts - New OrderSecond Chance - Liam FinnDear Deadly - Creeper LagoonHeartbeat - </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/8362161709710136635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/8362161709710136635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2008/08/monday-monday.html' title='Monday Monday'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-8977381757215446873</id><published>2008-08-14T00:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T11:01:50.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Duuuuuude!</title><summary type='text'>At 4:20 pm last Sunday, I saw "Pineapple Express."I am not a stoner. The last time I smoked anything even remotely mind-altering, I got really silly for a moment, embarrassed the friend I was with, and then fell asleep. Afterwards, he said, "Remind me never to let you smoke weed again."One time, when I was a freshman in college in Berkeley, I went with some folks from my dorm to see the Grateful </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/8977381757215446873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/8977381757215446873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2008/08/duuuuuude.html' title='Duuuuuude!'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SKm45FpKpdI/AAAAAAAAAQc/DUMLT6991c8/s72-c/Pineapple+Express.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-3291474177141923313</id><published>2008-08-11T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T13:16:19.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brokedown Palace</title><summary type='text'>My Mac is in the shop. It SUCKS!But, I have an old, testy PC laptop which is capable of delivering the goods some of the time, so here we are, rockin' Little Radio (dot com) on a lovely Monday morning. And here is the playlist!Little Radio8.11.08The Crane Wife 3 - The DecemberistsMy Wandering Days Are Over - Belle &amp; SebastianSight of You - Pale SaintsFairytale in the Supermarket - The </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/3291474177141923313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/3291474177141923313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2008/08/brokedown-palace.html' title='Brokedown Palace'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-8858268749307070031</id><published>2008-08-05T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T16:54:25.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And Now A Word From Our (Totally Hot) Sponsor...</title><summary type='text'>One of my BFFs (yes, I have multiples.. kinky!) is friends with Paris Hilton. I met her once. She was nice, and wearing ridiculous shoes.And now she does this, which makes me not feel guilty for liking "Stars Are Blind."See more Paris Hilton videos at Funny or DieAh, Mr. McCain, what wrath have you brought forth?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/8858268749307070031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/8858268749307070031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2008/08/and-now-word-from-our-totally-hot.html' title='And Now A Word From Our (Totally Hot) Sponsor...'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-465465575317873197</id><published>2008-08-04T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T12:22:00.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>August, the Music, and You</title><summary type='text'>Jesus - it's August already.Here's the Little Radio Playlist for 8.04.08...Glasgow Mega-Snake - MogwaiThe Day I Turned to Glass - HoneycutCrumbs Off the Table - Laura LeeCottonmouth - Sam SparroWishing Well - The Airborne Toxic EventTropical Iceland - Fiery FurnacesSend Me A Postcard - Shocking BlueMotor Away - Guided By VoicesSecret Oktober - Duran DuranJe danse donc je suis - Brigette BardotPut</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/465465575317873197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/465465575317873197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2008/08/august-music-and-you.html' title='August, the Music, and You'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-4012494108149116181</id><published>2008-07-28T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T12:14:31.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Down This Morning!</title><summary type='text'>Hey all~As promised, here's what we rocked on Little Radio this morning!Little Radio Playlist7.28.08Bam Bam - Sister NancyTrip To Your Heart - Sly &amp; the Family StoneHeavy Makes You Happy - Staples SingersSuddenly Strange - Bic RungaFirst Love - AdeleMap To Where You Are - The Watson TwinsYou Only Call Me When You're Drunk - Ed HarcourtHere Comes Everybody - AutoluxWhen the Night Falls - The EyesI</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/4012494108149116181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/4012494108149116181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2008/07/get-down-this-morning.html' title='Get Down This Morning!'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-8850957270772334730</id><published>2008-07-27T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T00:38:25.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Did Mo Go? Part 1...</title><summary type='text'>I vanished from the internets for a while... Personal stuff. Working too much. Seeing some shows. Traveling.I thought, to get us back in the swing of things, that I would tell some tales from the last couple months, a bit at a time.I saw Yeasayer back in April...The story goes: Coachella asked them to pause when they got to LA, just in case there was room to put the Brooklynites on the Indio bill</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/8850957270772334730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/8850957270772334730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2008/07/where-did-mo-go-part-1.html' title='Where Did Mo Go? Part 1...'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SI13Cpeq3eI/AAAAAAAAAQM/1SsoUTDg9xI/s72-c/Yeasayer+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-8548051417273825601</id><published>2008-07-25T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T23:30:56.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sounds of Summer</title><summary type='text'>On July 7th, I was lucky enough to get to interview Kristin Hersh for the billionth time. Actually, it may have been the 3rd or 4th, but it's a blast every time.She graciously drove out form her secret desert locale to chat and sing some songs for us that the Little Radio studios. We talked about paranoid grandfathers out to get squirrels, the new 50 Foot Wave record, and what color her songs are</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/8548051417273825601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/8548051417273825601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2008/07/sounds-of-summer.html' title='The Sounds of Summer'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SI1l-s3PLwI/AAAAAAAAAQE/KqdnbHwE7QE/s72-c/KRISTIN_HERSH.jpeg.big.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-2181262484503250539</id><published>2008-07-23T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T23:38:03.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DUDE.</title><summary type='text'>Really. I grew up with this. Loved every minute of it too. Miss it quite often. Really.And when I get back to Encinitas, I'm gonna visit Swami's and hear some more.And LAUGH...(Thanks Scotty!)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/2181262484503250539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/2181262484503250539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2008/07/dude.html' title='DUDE.'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-3012707666333394284</id><published>2008-07-21T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T12:03:51.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weeeeee're Back!</title><summary type='text'>I know, I know... I've been totally M.I.A. That doesn't mean I'm not thinking of you! I'm gonna make up for it. Seriously. Any regular reader here knows that I've had some family stuff come up, and that means a bit of a derailment, but I'm gonna get back to you. You missed me, right?Let's start with a little bit of Little Radio! Our annual Summer Camp fun means my Monday morning show is sporadic </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/3012707666333394284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/3012707666333394284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2008/07/weeeeeere-back.html' title='Weeeeee&apos;re Back!'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-478425306226243135</id><published>2008-04-21T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T23:31:19.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mo &amp; Matts Show</title><summary type='text'>I never met a Matt I didn't like, which is a good thing since today I had not one, but TWO Matts appearing as special guests on my show!We had Matt Jennings, playing his Spanish guitar stylings (flamenco, but not)... Followed by Venice's - by way of Sydney, Australia - own rockin' troubador, Matt Ellis. Both groovy and delicious. Check 'em out.And now, the playlist:4.21.08Piacere Sequence - Teo </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/478425306226243135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/478425306226243135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2008/04/mo-matts-show.html' title='The Mo &amp; Matts Show'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-496373225867935799</id><published>2008-04-16T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T23:14:30.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Manic Monday</title><summary type='text'>The Monday Morning Mo Show continues... and if you didn't tune in, you missed a chance to win a pair of 3 day passes to Coachella. Can you believe it? (Because the only way I would go this year is for free, for sure. Maybe for free, with VIP. Oh, how I hate festivals...)Anyway, the playlist? Of course!4.14.08Groovin' With Mr. G - Richard "Groove" HolmesI Dig You - Boss HogSummertime Cowboy - </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/496373225867935799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/496373225867935799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2008/04/manic-monday.html' title='Manic Monday'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-8219021534245751832</id><published>2008-04-09T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T22:59:27.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye, the Ides of March...</title><summary type='text'>First April show on Little Radio, and that ain't no foolin'. And we're at 10am now! Oye, I do miss the sleeping in I used to do on Mondays, but I love that so many people are listening now. Thank you!!Here's the playlist:4.07.08Near Dark - BurialHappiness - GoldfrappShadows - HoneycutTestify - Johnny TaylorAlphabet Aerobics - BlackaliciousThe Gospel - Saturday KnightsMoonage Daydream - David </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/8219021534245751832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/8219021534245751832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2008/04/goodbye-ides-of-march.html' title='Goodbye, the Ides of March...'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-3588579386092547152</id><published>2008-04-02T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T23:37:36.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Radio &amp; SXSW</title><summary type='text'>Hey y'all~New time for the show - Mondays from 10am till Noon PST. If you caught it, here's what you heard! (A bit of a texas influence, I have to admit...)Little Radio Playlist3/31/08The Wolves (Act I &amp; II) - Bon IverWolf Like Me - TV On The RadioSunrise - YeasayerRaising the Sparks - Akron/FamilySafari - The BreedersThat Kind of Man - The HeavyFeelin' Alright - LuluWarwick Avenue - </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/3588579386092547152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/3588579386092547152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2008/04/little-radio-sxsw.html' title='Little Radio &amp; SXSW'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-11283930255904445</id><published>2008-03-31T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T23:51:41.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>They Come in 3's...</title><summary type='text'>My grandfather, my mother, and now my grandmother..Mi abuela - Manuela Tenorio. She passed away on Easter, although the news made its way to us faraway relatives a little later than that. She was the matriarch of the clan, a brood of energetic and rowdy (in the best way) Colombians whom she ruled with discipline and food, or so I've been told.In 1990, when these relatives first relocated to the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/11283930255904445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/11283930255904445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2008/03/they-come-in-3s.html' title='They Come in 3&apos;s...'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SA2KhPi29WI/AAAAAAAAAP8/_jboLphwlbo/s72-c/Abuela.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-2457354320092497489</id><published>2008-03-21T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T23:29:40.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventures in Austin</title><summary type='text'>SXSW 2008... in Pictures! With some notes, of course.Two Gallants - aka Two Furious Boys who make Furious Noise.Bon Iver - He overcame the chaos of the street with his melancholy tunes... asking the crowd to sing loudly the "what might have been lost" part of the track "Wolves (Act I &amp; II)," drowning out the drunken revelry down below.Yeasayer by night - an incredible (and far too short!) set of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/2457354320092497489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/2457354320092497489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2008/03/adventures-in-austin.html' title='Adventures in Austin'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SA14lvi29VI/AAAAAAAAAP0/_Yj234uDRK8/s72-c/Two+Gallants.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-4594096948814351478</id><published>2008-03-04T21:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T22:01:34.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beware the Ides of...</title><summary type='text'>It's March - and Little Radio is remade/remodeled... That's a Roxy music joke for those not as dorky as myself.So the show is back, and here's what we heard:Little Radio Playlist3/03/08Save It For Later - The English BeatYou've Got to Hide Your Love Away - The BeatlesShing-A-Ling - Tito PuenteWouldn't It Be Nice - The Beach BoysA Natural Man - Lou RawlsAin't No Mountain High Enough - Diana </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/4594096948814351478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/4594096948814351478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2008/03/beware-ides-of.html' title='Beware the Ides of...'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-5101793048703029281</id><published>2008-02-21T20:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T00:03:39.724-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Toast... to my mom.</title><summary type='text'>On January 30th, 1944 (although the date – not the year – was often debated), Mary Luz Tenorio Nunez entered this world. We like to think that she probably made a lot of noise when she arrived, because being on stage was a place she liked to be.She was born in Cartago, Colombia, where she lived for a few years with her many brothers and sisters, along with her Egyptian mother and Spanish father. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/5101793048703029281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/5101793048703029281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2008/02/toast-to-my-mom.html' title='A Toast... to my mom.'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/R75Tr2Guf9I/AAAAAAAAANM/Ja4mIeCWuZQ/s72-c/Mom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-4928047894363647985</id><published>2008-02-12T21:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T21:53:15.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Music in February...</title><summary type='text'>Only one show in February, and here's what we heard!Little Radio PlaylistFebruary 11th, 2008(Happy Birthday Gooby!)Love Makes A Woman - Barbara AcklinItchycoo Park - Small FacesGood Times - The EasybeatsI'm Not Invisible - Rocket from the CryptEthyl My Love - The MuffsI.O.U. - The ReplacementsDizzy Miss Lizzy - The BeatlesFeelin' Alright - LuluYou're the Dog - Irma ThomasI'm A Man - Spencer Davis</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/4928047894363647985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/4928047894363647985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2008/02/music-in-february.html' title='Music in February...'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-3086574792011943348</id><published>2008-02-11T14:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T14:04:14.857-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I Love Cats</title><summary type='text'>Kitty rocks the house!Seriously.And tune in to Little Radio tonight, cuz I'll be on from 6-8pm PST (9pm EST, 3am Tuesday in Berlin, and 1pm Tuesday in Sydney!)...Enjoy!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/3086574792011943348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/3086574792011943348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2008/02/why-i-love-cats_11.html' title='Why I Love Cats'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-9168698445981423818</id><published>2008-01-30T22:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T13:11:29.269-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Just Never Know...</title><summary type='text'>...what you're gonna get on Little Radio!Little Radio Playlist1/28/08Breathless - Nick Cave &amp; the Bad SeedsHeading Home - Midlake2080 - YeasayerThe Ballad of Love &amp; Hate - The Avett BrothersMy Spine is the Bassline - ShriekbackCoast Is Clear - CurveWanderlust - The DelaysFluffy Tufts - Cocteau TwinsSkin To Wear - Straightjacket FitsShangri-La - The KinksScorpion - The Budos BandDon't Want You No </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/9168698445981423818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/9168698445981423818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2008/01/you-just-never-know.html' title='You Just Never Know...'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-5573898739366422920</id><published>2008-01-23T16:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T12:57:46.139-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mucho Mas Radio</title><summary type='text'>Want more? Got it!Little Radio Playlist1/21/08My Boy Lollipop - Millie SmallBoogie In My Bones - Laurel AitkenOn My Radio - The SelecterDoing It Right - The Go! TeamCareless Whisper - The GossipGive Me Back My Man - The B-52'sI Wanna Be Your Boyfriend - The RubinoosB.O.O.T.A.Y. - Bangers &amp; CashBass On The Bottom - The Lady TigraReady For the Floor - Hot ChipBorn Into the World - SupersystemYou </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/5573898739366422920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/5573898739366422920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2008/01/mucho-mas-radio.html' title='Mucho Mas Radio'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-2422783643721669318</id><published>2008-01-20T13:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T12:43:30.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Live Fast, Die Young</title><summary type='text'>It's true! The Washington Post says so!Study Affirms Rocks Stars Do Die Younger By TARIQ PANJAThe Associated PressTuesday, September 4, 2007; 3:18 PM LONDON -- Living fast and dying young has long been part of rock 'n' roll lore.And now there are statistics that affirm the image, according to a study released Tuesday.Researchers at Liverpool John Moores University, whose report appeared in the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/2422783643721669318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/2422783643721669318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2008/01/live-fast-die-young.html' title='Live Fast, Die Young'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-4376438536534638263</id><published>2008-01-19T01:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T13:24:21.461-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ker-SMASH!</title><summary type='text'>About a year and a half ago, this happened to my beloved CRX by a hit and run driver... The frame was bent (hell, the car bounced onto the sidewalk with the force of it) and it was totaled.So after about 6 months of using my dad's truck, I settled on a new car. It' s an okay car, another Honda, black, pretty new, pretty zippy. But it's been jinxed. Things just sort of happen to it. Since I've had</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/4376438536534638263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/4376438536534638263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2008/01/ker-smash.html' title='Ker-SMASH!'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/R69pEGGuf7I/AAAAAAAAAM8/cePgcj-7yPo/s72-c/Misc+7-24-06+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-6891035632482225723</id><published>2008-01-17T14:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T12:38:34.888-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Radio Goes On...</title><summary type='text'>At Little Radio, of course!This week, I was lucky enough to have special guests, Redcar!Little Radio Playlist1/14/08What I Don't Know About You - You Am ICircles - Les Fleur De LysGet Down From The Tree - The MatadorsSpooky - Dusty SpringfieldMerry Happy - Kate NashSomething I've Got To Tell You - The HoneycombsOur Secrets - Jim, Son of JamesDetlef Schrempf - Band of HorsesBlowing Kisses - </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/6891035632482225723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/6891035632482225723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2008/01/radio-goes-on.html' title='Radio Goes On...'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/R69gm2Guf6I/AAAAAAAAAM0/5r24qcpDYd4/s72-c/redcar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-1266813750211620896</id><published>2008-01-12T20:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T12:44:57.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scott's so CRAY-ZEE!</title><summary type='text'>Really, tune in. He's hilarious. Good tunes, too.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/1266813750211620896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/1266813750211620896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2008/01/scotts-so-cray-zee.html' title='Scott&apos;s so CRAY-ZEE!'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/R69dy2Guf5I/AAAAAAAAAMs/gIlqxMdMaYY/s72-c/radio_promo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-8109276949727382620</id><published>2008-01-10T12:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T12:24:40.715-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favorite Things...</title><summary type='text'>The "Best Of" show!Little Radio Playlist1/7/08we started with favorite songs...The Golden State - John DoeGet It On - GrindermanThe Heinrich Maneuver - InterpolDevastation - The Besnard LakesPaper Planes - M.I.A.Brunettes Against Bubblegum Youth - The BrunettesTwinkle Twinkle - Uni &amp; Her UkeleleGeorgia, You Were Right - Sally JayeExodus Honey - HoneycutTelling Lies - Great NorthernSomeone Great -</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/8109276949727382620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/8109276949727382620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-favorite-things.html' title='My Favorite Things...'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-7150094304950988743</id><published>2007-12-31T19:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T16:36:52.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>That Year End Music Thing</title><summary type='text'>Okay, people want to know.I can't tell you what the best releases of the last year were - I'm not qualified to do that. I really don't think anybody is. People are too darned eclectic! If you want to know the top selling albums of last year, look up Billboard charts. I think we can probably agree that "top seller" doesn't necessarily mean "best."Think about the albums you're going to pull off the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/7150094304950988743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/7150094304950988743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2008/01/that-year-end-music-thing.html' title='That Year End Music Thing'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/R4K-b_eVsoI/AAAAAAAAALU/QgyRr3CUtpQ/s72-c/Paul%26Damon+%282%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-1304489010032857984</id><published>2007-12-21T13:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T23:54:23.051-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Better Late Than Never</title><summary type='text'>Sometimes you just can't listen to everything when it comes out. Sometimes you don't know about it, don't have the money to get it, haven't gotten around to checking out what your friend may have burned for you, or just flat out missed it the first time around. Hell, maybe you missed it the second or third time around. Anyway, these are some things I was late to the game on, and my life is better</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/1304489010032857984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/1304489010032857984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2007/12/better-late-than-never.html' title='Better Late Than Never'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-8168386924915280374</id><published>2007-12-16T18:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T22:03:56.671-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song, Song Blue</title><summary type='text'>The ever popular "Best Of" lists... I can't do one. Who am I to judge that sort of thing? But since some of you have asked nicely what I've liked over the course of 2007 , I'll tell you. But not all at once.Here are a bunch of songs that I really liked this year, and they pretty much all came off releases from 2007 (or kind of towards the end of last year, maybe).20. Thuggery - You Am IDrunk </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/8168386924915280374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/8168386924915280374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2007/12/song-song-blue.html' title='Song, Song Blue'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-1042530058506837054</id><published>2007-12-14T17:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T18:28:17.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No-No-Nokia (do the Chia Pet song here..)</title><summary type='text'>On Wednesday night I got to see Bjork in the swanky new downtown Nokia Theatre, which was quite nice. Granted my friends and I were lucky enough to be in the 5th row, and 5th row in just about any venue is quite nice, right?Our favorite part (outside of the show, that is) was the downstairs lounge. No lines for booze = happy Mo &amp; friends! We enjoyed the aquarium like atmosphere until all the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/1042530058506837054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/1042530058506837054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2007/12/no-no-nokia-do-chia-pet-song-here.html' title='No-No-Nokia (do the Chia Pet song here..)'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/R2XeKfeVsmI/AAAAAAAAALE/4S-IqEddQxg/s72-c/IMG_7944.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299086.post-7366068451692691264</id><published>2007-12-13T13:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T18:29:43.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me &amp; Ike...</title><summary type='text'>On Tuesday, Ike Turner died at the age of 76 in his San Marcos home (not to far from my parents' place in good ole Encinitas). I couldn't help but feel a little twinge of sadness, because ole Ike provided me with one of the best stories I was able to tell in recent years. In fact, after I wrote it up on my blog, my pal Scott Thill posted it in his e-zine (Morphizm.com) and it's still something </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/7366068451692691264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299086/posts/default/7366068451692691264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shebmo.blogspot.com/2007/12/me-ike.html' title='Me &amp; Ike...'/><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11972839395574681255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/SV7MVqK8f0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9MNAnD08fk8/S220/NotesToYou.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddJFukBg0AM/R2XLqveVslI/AAAAAAAAAK8/Oi5W4Dbg58U/s72-c/Ike+Turner+(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
