<?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-5608294</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:37:30.204-04:00</updated><title type='text'>J.D. Billy</title><subtitle type='html'>a place for my id</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdbilly.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5608294/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdbilly.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>JDBilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01395144686132652155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608294.post-107574891612968028</id><published>2004-02-02T14:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-12T15:58:17.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I gotta tell you I loved the half-time show at last night's Super Bowl.  That Janet Jackson has got some real stage presence.  And Justin Timberlake, despite all the other things I think about him, really know how to pull off a showstopper.Oh, sure, it's all being written off as accidental and unplanned, but I guarantee you that it was her idea.  After the whole Britney/Madonna thing, any kind </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5608294/posts/default/107574891612968028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5608294/posts/default/107574891612968028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdbilly.blogspot.com/2004_02_02_archive.html#107574891612968028' title=''/><author><name>JDBilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01395144686132652155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608294.post-107117922746001034</id><published>2003-12-11T16:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-12T15:51:58.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay, I'll admit it.  I'm tired of waiting.  I mean, she showed us her ass in Lost in Translation, so when is Scarlett Johansson going to unleash those produce-department-quality breasts on us?'Nough said.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5608294/posts/default/107117922746001034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5608294/posts/default/107117922746001034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdbilly.blogspot.com/2003_12_11_archive.html#107117922746001034' title=''/><author><name>JDBilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01395144686132652155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608294.post-106434716795789686</id><published>2003-09-23T15:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-23T16:29:51.463-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>(Being a movie fan, I try to keep up with all the upcoming releases.  This is just an intro to why I even know about this topic.)What the hell is all the fuss about Jane Campion's new film In the Cut.  Everything I read about it parades the fact that Meg Ryan appears nude in it.  Come on, people, this is not a surprise.  Any fan of Meg's body knows that she flashed her right breast--while in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5608294/posts/default/106434716795789686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5608294/posts/default/106434716795789686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdbilly.blogspot.com/2003_09_23_archive.html#106434716795789686' title=''/><author><name>JDBilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01395144686132652155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608294.post-106364261506983753</id><published>2003-09-15T12:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-23T16:32:49.180-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Now, generally, I don't fall into the trap of doing like all those other pathetic webloggers do and taking every fucking quiz on the Internet.  However, this one interested me, and as it pretty much hit the nail on the head -- as you will soon see -- I thought I'd waste your precious time by posting it here:You are the Elitist Prick.  You're so consumed withbeing on top of indie trends that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5608294/posts/default/106364261506983753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5608294/posts/default/106364261506983753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdbilly.blogspot.com/2003_09_15_archive.html#106364261506983753' title=''/><author><name>JDBilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01395144686132652155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608294.post-106312725165664282</id><published>2003-09-09T13:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-23T16:33:06.946-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's far too likely that you've notice how slapdash I've been about updating this blog.  You'd think that a guy with as much interest in the female secondary sex characteristics would want to shout it from the rooftops whenever he came across anything even resembling a naked breast.  And there, I think, lies the problem.Using my own system of word creation, I have come to the discovery that I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5608294/posts/default/106312725165664282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5608294/posts/default/106312725165664282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdbilly.blogspot.com/2003_09_09_archive.html#106312725165664282' title=''/><author><name>JDBilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01395144686132652155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608294.post-106253196735014981</id><published>2003-09-02T15:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-12-17T11:04:45.020-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You gotta love those MTV Video Music Awards! Once a year, MTV gives out fake awards to pop stars, while every female in the business competes to see who can show the most cleavage while not offending the censors enough to not be shown on the broadcast.My vote for this year's winner is Jessica Simpson. She managed to look relatively classy next to new husband Nick Lachey (who is so obviously </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5608294/posts/default/106253196735014981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5608294/posts/default/106253196735014981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdbilly.blogspot.com/2003_09_02_archive.html#106253196735014981' title=''/><author><name>JDBilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01395144686132652155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608294.post-106148685828554935</id><published>2003-08-21T13:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-02T12:17:58.510-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Goddamn!  Who'd've ever fucking thought that a cooking show could make a guy so hot?  I was flipping through the channels when I came across this gorgeous chick making dinner in this sun-drenched studio.  The perfect woman, she can not only cook, but looks fucking hot while she's doing it.  Her name's Nigella Lawson and she's on the Style channel (a station I never look at unless there's a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5608294/posts/default/106148685828554935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5608294/posts/default/106148685828554935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdbilly.blogspot.com/2003_08_21_archive.html#106148685828554935' title=''/><author><name>JDBilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01395144686132652155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608294.post-106070106876024795</id><published>2003-08-12T11:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-16T10:58:52.826-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, I wrote that guy a letter (see last post) and, not only did he respond, but they printed my letter (with his response) up on their letters page.  Check it out.  I'm famous!But anyway, getting away from my delusions of grandeur (for at least as long as it takes to write this), I was looking through the archives over at JoeBobBriggs.com and came across a movie I'd forgotten all about...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5608294/posts/default/106070106876024795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5608294/posts/default/106070106876024795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdbilly.blogspot.com/2003_08_12_archive.html#106070106876024795' title=''/><author><name>JDBilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01395144686132652155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608294.post-106018559582878164</id><published>2003-08-06T11:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-06T12:02:43.276-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just in case you're feeling that we're alone out here in our appreciation of gratuitous female nudity in film, there are at least a few others who share our love.  First up is my go-to guy for new horror films, The Arrow--aka John Fallon--writer of the Arrow in the Head website.  Updated every other day or so, he covers the latest in horror, action, and sci-fi films, always making sure to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5608294/posts/default/106018559582878164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5608294/posts/default/106018559582878164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdbilly.blogspot.com/2003_08_06_archive.html#106018559582878164' title=''/><author><name>JDBilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01395144686132652155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608294.post-106002209608043897</id><published>2003-08-04T14:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-16T11:07:28.750-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Man, I can't wait to see that new flick Swimming Pool.  I mean, yeah, it's getting all kinds of good review and shit.  All confusing and moody and shit, like it's the new Mulholland Drive or something.  But what I'm interested in is that there's this chick, Ludivine Sagnier, who walks around half-dressed for most of the picture.  Just the bottom half.  That sounds like a potential DVD purchase, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5608294/posts/default/106002209608043897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5608294/posts/default/106002209608043897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdbilly.blogspot.com/2003_08_04_archive.html#106002209608043897' title=''/><author><name>JDBilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01395144686132652155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608294.post-105914392869820186</id><published>2003-07-25T10:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-16T11:10:41.733-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, have y'all seen that show Stripperella?  It's like Heavy Metal without all the laughs.  It's about this stripper, Erotica Jones (surprisingly well-voiced by Pam Anderson) who turns into a superhero (or heroine, I guess) when her belly-button ring vibrates.  Goddamn, I've never seen so many animated breasts in my life--certainly not in half an hour.  I mean Heavy Metal was two hours long.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5608294/posts/default/105914392869820186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5608294/posts/default/105914392869820186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdbilly.blogspot.com/2003_07_25_archive.html#105914392869820186' title=''/><author><name>JDBilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01395144686132652155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5608294.post-105898951992404753</id><published>2003-07-23T15:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-16T11:17:39.700-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I saw this little flick the other night called Heaven--with that Cate Blanchett chick in it.  It was about this woman (Cate) who tries to blow up this asshole drug dealer cause he killed her husband, but after she puts the bomb in his trashcan the maid picks it up and goes on the elevator.  The explosion kills the maid and this guy and his two daughters.  So when she goes on trial for the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5608294/posts/default/105898951992404753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5608294/posts/default/105898951992404753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdbilly.blogspot.com/2003_07_23_archive.html#105898951992404753' title=''/><author><name>JDBilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01395144686132652155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
