<?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-3766178239973916194</id><updated>2011-09-09T05:35:27.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Hot</title><subtitle type='html'>Every RED Hottie knows that Rochester is a hidden gem. There is certainly plenty to do around here. Just kick up some dirt and unearth those jewels.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theredhotspot.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766178239973916194/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theredhotspot.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Red Hottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10542150485856633792</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>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3766178239973916194.post-5614723655760157342</id><published>2010-12-12T21:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T21:26:41.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RED Holiday Shopping Guide</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well, it’s that time of year again – the holiday shopping season (or the annual cutthroat free-for-all, as some might call it) is upon us!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Are you tired of getting Dad the same old tie, or getting Mom her usual knock-off gemstone earrings?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Why not step out of the box this year and check out some local RED businesses to find gifts for your loved ones that are both unique and economical!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Stop by A Step Apart clothing store on Park Ave to browse unique fashions and accessories.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A Step Apart’s styles closely follow today’s trends, yet do so with the addition of an urban flair.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Does your sister have a thing for funky jewelry?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Does your Mom need a new (less Mary Poppins-esque) handbag?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Do you want to take a break from shopping for others and reward yourself for being so generous?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then A Step Apart is the place for you!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Wondering what you could possibly buy for your crazy poet aunt?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Is Dad’s expanding tie collection causing him to look into larger houses?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Break the cycle, and hit up Greenwood Books on East Ave to find new and antique books – from classics to cookbooks to travel books to children’s books, Greenwood Books carries the kind of obscure treasures that you wouldn’t find at Barnes and Noble.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A book from here would make the perfect thoughtful holiday gift. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Are you dreading going home at the thought of being deafened 24/7 by your 16-year-old brother who has “decided to start a band”?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Well, you probably have to get some earplugs to solve that problem, but if you’re wondering what to get him as a gift, look no further than Lakeshore Record Exchange, located on Park Ave!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Here you can find CDs, music magazines, vintage records, and all sorts of fun collectable items.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Oh no!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Did you realize you spent all your money on your sister, your mom, your crazy aunt, and your dad??&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;No problem!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Lakeshore Record Exchange &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;also&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;buys&lt;/i&gt; used CDs, DVDs, and VHS tapes, so clean out your media collection and get some cash so you can buy your little rockstar-in-the-making brother the gift he deserves. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3766178239973916194-5614723655760157342?l=theredhotspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theredhotspot.blogspot.com/feeds/5614723655760157342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3766178239973916194&amp;postID=5614723655760157342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766178239973916194/posts/default/5614723655760157342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766178239973916194/posts/default/5614723655760157342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theredhotspot.blogspot.com/2010/12/red-holiday-shopping-guide.html' title='RED Holiday Shopping Guide'/><author><name>Red Hottie II</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02455678679584655345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3766178239973916194.post-4674351557989250494</id><published>2010-11-15T19:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T19:41:59.294-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3766178239973916194-4674351557989250494?l=theredhotspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theredhotspot.blogspot.com/feeds/4674351557989250494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3766178239973916194&amp;postID=4674351557989250494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766178239973916194/posts/default/4674351557989250494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766178239973916194/posts/default/4674351557989250494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theredhotspot.blogspot.com/2010/11/test.html' title=''/><author><name>sfisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04071813255037064156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3766178239973916194.post-6514404643650909583</id><published>2010-05-12T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T22:02:42.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sayonara</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;It's time to pass the torch. It's been real. But, my time at the U of R has expired. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Keep on exploring the city of Rochester, please, I urge you. Take advantage of your time here. Because in reality it's short and sweet. Before you know it, you'll be out in the wild world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Red Hottie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3766178239973916194-6514404643650909583?l=theredhotspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theredhotspot.blogspot.com/feeds/6514404643650909583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3766178239973916194&amp;postID=6514404643650909583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766178239973916194/posts/default/6514404643650909583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766178239973916194/posts/default/6514404643650909583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theredhotspot.blogspot.com/2010/05/sayonara.html' title='Sayonara'/><author><name>Red Hottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10542150485856633792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3766178239973916194.post-8174140130030898712</id><published>2010-05-12T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T21:49:50.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Crafty Company</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ep-pzc82_hs/S-uDqp9X0pI/AAAAAAAAAFo/wBunMmW62oA/s1600/bldgfrontnew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ep-pzc82_hs/S-uDqp9X0pI/AAAAAAAAAFo/wBunMmW62oA/s320/bldgfrontnew.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470610941212611218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;To put it gently, aside from that brief popsicle stick frame stint at sleep-away camp, I am not crafty.  However that's not to say that I don't appreciate the artistic inclinations of others. Come on, I am nuts for anything artsy handmade. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;It figures that I'm obsessed with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Craft Company No. 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; an folk art shop located at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;785 University Ave &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;in The Neighborhood of the Arts. It occupies the space of a fabulous spruced up firehouse bedazzled with whimsical jewelry, artwork, and housewares. There's even a thermos in front filled with warm mulled cider. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;All during my dorm days, I've dreamed of decorating my humble cinder block walls with the likes of Craft Company No. 6 masterpieces. The dream lives on. It's up to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3766178239973916194-8174140130030898712?l=theredhotspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theredhotspot.blogspot.com/feeds/8174140130030898712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3766178239973916194&amp;postID=8174140130030898712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766178239973916194/posts/default/8174140130030898712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766178239973916194/posts/default/8174140130030898712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theredhotspot.blogspot.com/2010/05/in-crafty-company.html' title='In Crafty Company'/><author><name>Red Hottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10542150485856633792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ep-pzc82_hs/S-uDqp9X0pI/AAAAAAAAAFo/wBunMmW62oA/s72-c/bldgfrontnew.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3766178239973916194.post-4628247652848699428</id><published>2010-03-18T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T20:17:26.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay Calm and Curry On</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;In the whole wide world my weaknesses are few and far between: designer shades, shaggy dogs, gossip blogs, and obviously Indian buffets. What I would give to pile a plate (or three) high with chicken vindaloo, chana masala, paneer palak, basmati rice, and to finish the whole thing off with a bowl of rice pudding! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="file:///Users/marissadubin/Desktop/place-2.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Lucky for us, the newest addition to the RED family,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt; A Taste of India&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, located at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt; 3047 West Henrietta Road &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;serves up a mean (i.e. delicious) all-you-can-eat buffet Monday nights and every day of the week for lunch.  Drop by for dinner the rest of the week to order whatever your little heart desires from the menu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3766178239973916194-4628247652848699428?l=theredhotspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theredhotspot.blogspot.com/feeds/4628247652848699428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3766178239973916194&amp;postID=4628247652848699428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766178239973916194/posts/default/4628247652848699428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766178239973916194/posts/default/4628247652848699428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theredhotspot.blogspot.com/2010/03/stay-calm-and-curry-on.html' title='Stay Calm and Curry On'/><author><name>Red Hottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10542150485856633792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3766178239973916194.post-1176959776302812011</id><published>2009-11-16T15:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T16:03:36.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mucho Gusto</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ep-pzc82_hs/SwHn_wb9BYI/AAAAAAAAAFU/j8DAveoIypc/s1600/558487_ratio4x3_width180.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 135px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ep-pzc82_hs/SwHn_wb9BYI/AAAAAAAAAFU/j8DAveoIypc/s320/558487_ratio4x3_width180.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404856110341227906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth be told: Rochester and Italy are not one of the same. Where are the gondola's? How about the Sistine Chapel? Have you caught sight of any of those world class fashion houses lately? Okay, okay enough cynicism. There just so happens to be a slice of Italy that has endured this garbage plate haven,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; Gusto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;, located at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;277 Alexander Street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The menu is the love child of good food and comfort which in terms of offerings means plenty of: pizza, pasta, paninis, soups, salads, and without a doubt, dessert. Furthermore, even gluten-free offerings abound. Stop by on a Tuesday evening  for conversational Italian classes, the perfect accompaniment to any cannoli. Side note confession: Gusto gelato is the stuff dreams are made of. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3766178239973916194-1176959776302812011?l=theredhotspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theredhotspot.blogspot.com/feeds/1176959776302812011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3766178239973916194&amp;postID=1176959776302812011' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766178239973916194/posts/default/1176959776302812011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766178239973916194/posts/default/1176959776302812011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theredhotspot.blogspot.com/2009/11/mucho-gusto.html' title='Mucho Gusto'/><author><name>Red Hottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10542150485856633792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ep-pzc82_hs/SwHn_wb9BYI/AAAAAAAAAFU/j8DAveoIypc/s72-c/558487_ratio4x3_width180.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3766178239973916194.post-4252270737778765672</id><published>2009-09-10T10:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T11:34:03.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tying Up Some Loose Ends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ep-pzc82_hs/Sqk2vD975KI/AAAAAAAAAFM/WXrLB66cGIo/s1600-h/Thread+Picture+01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ep-pzc82_hs/Sqk2vD975KI/AAAAAAAAAFM/WXrLB66cGIo/s320/Thread+Picture+01.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379891412017603746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am back from outer space... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Face it, summer is fading along with your sun-kissed glow and your right to wear white (bee tee dubs it’s a cardinal rule.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;So it’s back to classes, back to books, back to teachers' dirty looks. Why don’t you just cry me a freakin’ Genesee river?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;However, even if you aren’t gung-ho about easing into the whole swing of things, aka forsaking class and homework in exchange for a romp in GVP and a night out on the town, you might as well dress the part. Thank heavens, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Thread&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; has got your back. This boutique located at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;654 South Avenue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;, in the artsy South Wedge, has a knack for showcasing independent designers on both the local and national scale. It’s a meeting-ground of the trendy and the hipster sensibility. It’s a funky monkey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Sew, what are you waiting for? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3766178239973916194-4252270737778765672?l=theredhotspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theredhotspot.blogspot.com/feeds/4252270737778765672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3766178239973916194&amp;postID=4252270737778765672' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766178239973916194/posts/default/4252270737778765672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766178239973916194/posts/default/4252270737778765672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theredhotspot.blogspot.com/2009/09/tying-up-some-loose-ends.html' title='Tying Up Some Loose Ends'/><author><name>Red Hottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10542150485856633792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ep-pzc82_hs/Sqk2vD975KI/AAAAAAAAAFM/WXrLB66cGIo/s72-c/Thread+Picture+01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3766178239973916194.post-2218662991266771032</id><published>2009-04-21T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T14:42:09.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Arigato means "Thank you"</title><content type='html'>"Welcome to Arigato," the friendly host greeted me and my friend, E. "We have an all-you-can-eat Sushi buffet and a hibachi menu." I looked at my friend and grinned. "Hibachi," we said simultaneously. Great minds think alike.&lt;br /&gt;Hibachi.&lt;br /&gt;The food was cooked in an open Japanese-style BBQ in front of the patrons. Here, the chefs are not only responsible for tasty food, they also entertain the guests with humor. Here, playing with your food is not only encouraged, but also a part of your Arigato experience.&lt;br /&gt;After a hard day of shopping, E and I enjoyed watching our food cook in front of us, with sizzling displays of fire (all under control). Our cook was hilarious and our food, once cooked, was delicious beyond words.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, how did I, who love food a little too much, just find out about this gem on W. Henrietta?&lt;br /&gt;For a college student, however, it might be a bit pricey.&lt;br /&gt;But the show, atmosphere and food made it well worth it.&lt;br /&gt;And besides, who doesn't like hibachi or sushi?&lt;br /&gt;A little something else I picked up, Arigato apparently will put the birthday girl or boy in traditional Japanese clothes. I've never worn Japanese clothing, but I definitely will next March!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO,&lt;br /&gt;RED hottie dos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3766178239973916194-2218662991266771032?l=theredhotspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theredhotspot.blogspot.com/feeds/2218662991266771032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3766178239973916194&amp;postID=2218662991266771032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766178239973916194/posts/default/2218662991266771032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766178239973916194/posts/default/2218662991266771032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theredhotspot.blogspot.com/2009/04/arigato-means-thank-you.html' title='Arigato means &quot;Thank you&quot;'/><author><name>Red Hottie II</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02455678679584655345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3766178239973916194.post-1798200471658962215</id><published>2009-04-06T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T12:40:14.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bagel Bin Cafe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.mpnnow.com/archive/x1009174285/g11319ccfe7f6b01d4d099136d4657f59c1d28b975b1378.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 412px" alt="" src="http://www.mpnnow.com/archive/x1009174285/g11319ccfe7f6b01d4d099136d4657f59c1d28b975b1378.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I pulled into the parking space, feeling a load of pressure drop from my shoulders. I &lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt; reached my destination.&lt;br /&gt;For the past 30 minutes, I was traversing the in and outs of Monroe County, attempting to find Bagel Bin Cafe in order to pick up gift certificates for this month's Wilson Common Wednesday. I am notorious for easily getting lost and I breathed a sigh of relief as I stepped into this Cafe.&lt;br /&gt;Immediately, I saw a busy crowd hanging around. Some were waiting for their coffee, others were sitting at tables, reading the paper or catching up with an old friend. I liked the serenity of this atmosphere--busy and noisy, but calming. From observing its clients, I noticed that Bagel Bin Cafe is sort of like a haven away from real life where one could relax.&lt;br /&gt;I walked to the counter and asked for the manager. He greeted me politely, with a smile and after inquiring about my business, handed me an envelope containing the gift certificates. The process was smooth--the manager knew what he was doing and the staff looked friendly as they helped customers.&lt;br /&gt;"Good job, Bagel Bin," I thought. I got back into my zipcar (zipcar, BTW, is another RED partner) and checked the time.&lt;br /&gt;"Crap!" I have 10 minutes to get to campus and return my car. Let's hope I don't get lost on the way back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO,&lt;br /&gt;Notorious R.E.D.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3766178239973916194-1798200471658962215?l=theredhotspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theredhotspot.blogspot.com/feeds/1798200471658962215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3766178239973916194&amp;postID=1798200471658962215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766178239973916194/posts/default/1798200471658962215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766178239973916194/posts/default/1798200471658962215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theredhotspot.blogspot.com/2009/04/bagel-bin-cafe.html' title='Bagel Bin Cafe'/><author><name>Red Hottie II</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02455678679584655345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3766178239973916194.post-2915738504373496192</id><published>2009-01-23T11:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T19:23:04.781-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Kill Two Birds with a Bowl of Noodles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ep-pzc82_hs/SXoYbF2cIaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/AWAvLCYVj3k/s1600-h/AjaOriginal-Outside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ep-pzc82_hs/SXoYbF2cIaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/AWAvLCYVj3k/s320/AjaOriginal-Outside.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294571165633487266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"Rochester every day? What is that?" she asked, sounding slightly out of breath. Whoops. I called during rush hour. "We don't have Rochester every day, sorry." She hung up, leaving me to wonder if I had imagined the student discount the previous time I went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Aja&lt;/span&gt; Noodles. Fortunately, my phone had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; access, even if my buddy Sue B. didn't. I checked the RED website (that's &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;http://www.sa.rochester.edu/red/index.php&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; for y'all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) and found to my delight that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Aja&lt;/span&gt; Noodles did indeed have a discount. I called up my friend "Michael" to grab some food off-campus in celebration of the end of finals. Aw man this interview rocks, I thought, I get to release stress by eating off campus to qualify for a sweet job that has "blogging" in the job description.&lt;br /&gt;The food was delicious, as always. Michael and I ate, catching up with our lives. I subtly observed the other people eating in the RED-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;struant&lt;/span&gt;. They all looked happy with the food and service. Who wouldn't? The food was great and the service decent. As I was paying the check, I talked to the manager and asked her a few questions. Apparently, discounts apply for all college students, not just U of R students. And yes, SHE knew what RED was. So who was the employee who picked up the phone and didn't know what Rochester every day was? Maybe they just didn't know that it stood for the acronym RED? Thank goodness for the website! I don't think we students give enough credit to the people who make it possible for us to save money. And not just a little amount. It adds up. Think of all the students who have cars and go out to restaurants, or salons in the city, all under the RED program.&lt;br /&gt;I pondered this thought and left. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3766178239973916194-2915738504373496192?l=theredhotspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theredhotspot.blogspot.com/feeds/2915738504373496192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3766178239973916194&amp;postID=2915738504373496192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766178239973916194/posts/default/2915738504373496192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766178239973916194/posts/default/2915738504373496192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theredhotspot.blogspot.com/2009/01/to-kill-two-birds-with-bowl-of-noodles.html' title='To Kill Two Birds with a Bowl of Noodles'/><author><name>Red Hottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10542150485856633792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ep-pzc82_hs/SXoYbF2cIaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/AWAvLCYVj3k/s72-c/AjaOriginal-Outside.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3766178239973916194.post-8149006928420650527</id><published>2009-01-23T11:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T19:20:24.427-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some New Blood  (Not in the Twilight sense)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;As mentioned in a previous post, I am busting out of the good ole USA for my semester abroad. “What will happen to the RED Hottie?” you inquire apprehensively. Don’t sweat it, cause I got you covered. There’s a new RED Hottie in town and the word on the street is that she likes pina coladas and getting caught in the rain. Hit up her first post (featured above) ‘cause I think it’s stellar. Keep using your RED sticker for discounts in the Roch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; And for now peace out homies. See you in September. xo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3766178239973916194-8149006928420650527?l=theredhotspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theredhotspot.blogspot.com/feeds/8149006928420650527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3766178239973916194&amp;postID=8149006928420650527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766178239973916194/posts/default/8149006928420650527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766178239973916194/posts/default/8149006928420650527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theredhotspot.blogspot.com/2009/01/some-new-blood-not-today-edward-cullen.html' title='Some New Blood  (Not in the Twilight sense)'/><author><name>Red Hottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10542150485856633792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3766178239973916194.post-6802161664608533873</id><published>2008-11-24T18:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T08:17:05.265-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plymouth Rocks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ep-pzc82_hs/SSto9k7aLoI/AAAAAAAAAE8/G7Pa2r1k7ss/s1600-h/3333-1731-small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ep-pzc82_hs/SSto9k7aLoI/AAAAAAAAAE8/G7Pa2r1k7ss/s200/3333-1731-small.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272423195861462658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Just before Thanksgiving I quit my diet cold turkey. I did it for the sake of tradition because you can definitely bet your bottom dollar that Squanto wasn't running around counting net carbs. However, since I still value principles of health and sustainability almost as much as the Macy's Day Parade, I opt to shop at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Abundance Cooperative&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; for all of my Thanksgiving needs . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Abundance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;, located at 62 Marshall Street, is just aisle after aisle of bounty, a cornucopia of natural, tasty, organic groceries. They have your hormone and antibiotic-free turkeys along with wild tofurkeys. They have your cranberries for sauce, pumpkins for pie, spinach for casserole, and potatoes for baking. In my family it is customary for us to go around the table sharing what we are thankful for: holiday re-runs, laughter, health, good company, and delicious food. It is also customary for us to gobble everything in sight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3766178239973916194-6802161664608533873?l=theredhotspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theredhotspot.blogspot.com/feeds/6802161664608533873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3766178239973916194&amp;postID=6802161664608533873' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766178239973916194/posts/default/6802161664608533873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766178239973916194/posts/default/6802161664608533873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theredhotspot.blogspot.com/2008/11/breaking-corn-bread.html' title='Plymouth Rocks'/><author><name>Red Hottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10542150485856633792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ep-pzc82_hs/SSto9k7aLoI/AAAAAAAAAE8/G7Pa2r1k7ss/s72-c/3333-1731-small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3766178239973916194.post-4632085733651449118</id><published>2008-11-08T14:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T18:53:20.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tea For Two and Two for Tea</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annie Hall: Oh really? Wel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 135px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ep-pzc82_hs/SRY-ysqqldI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ZxLJn-tg4fc/s200/558523_ratio4x3_width180.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266465854960866770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;l, [La-Tea-Da]!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Alvy Singer: [La-Tea-Da.] If I-if anyone had ever told me that I would be taking out a girl who used expressions like "[La-Tea-Da]"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Annie Hall: Oh, Alvy, it's not an expression. It's the name of that tea parlor at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;258 Alexander&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;You dot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;your "i"s and cross your "t"s. You start your homework weeks before it's due. You are known for being conventional.  Yet, on the weekends, every so often you step through the looking glass and into whimsy. Of course &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;La-Tea-Da &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;is your cup of tea.   Located in an old Victorian, where each room contributes its own personality: there's the fair Lady Victoria's Parlour, the capricious Alice's party room, and the more comfortably domestic Prince Albert's Parlour. Take a seat before the mismatched tea sets and in your best British accent, ask the "nippie" for a spot of tea and a sandwich, soup, salad, pastry, or dessert. Bedeck yourself with a boa and hat in order to play the part. Although it's not necessary to BYOH (bring your own hat) it grants you a scrumptious dessert on the house. Dress in full Victorian garb, and automatically halve your bill.&lt;br /&gt;Just let the leaves seep before you read or drink. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Use the RED discount for a free scone at brunch or lunc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;h. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3766178239973916194-4632085733651449118?l=theredhotspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theredhotspot.blogspot.com/feeds/4632085733651449118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3766178239973916194&amp;postID=4632085733651449118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766178239973916194/posts/default/4632085733651449118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766178239973916194/posts/default/4632085733651449118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theredhotspot.blogspot.com/2008/11/tea-for-two-and-two-for-tea.html' title='Tea For Two and Two for Tea'/><author><name>Red Hottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10542150485856633792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ep-pzc82_hs/SRY-ysqqldI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ZxLJn-tg4fc/s72-c/558523_ratio4x3_width180.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3766178239973916194.post-1476657405493077126</id><published>2008-10-28T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T10:10:38.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ghoulwill</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ep-pzc82_hs/SQevfwvqVRI/AAAAAAAAAEs/rGlILjNa5Dg/s1600-h/abvi_logo150-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 139px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ep-pzc82_hs/SQevfwvqVRI/AAAAAAAAAEs/rGlILjNa5Dg/s200/abvi_logo150-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262367649801327890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Girl 1: What are you going to be for Halloween? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Girl 2: Sarah Palin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Girl 1: So, is that a pre or post Neiman Marcus Palin? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Halloween looms like the shadow of a grave. It approaches with the bay of the werewolf and the cackle of the witch. It's an excuse for girls to dress like whores and for boys to dress like girls. Costumes are everything. Growing up, my parents never let me buy that prefab costume-in-a-bag, instead favoring creativity. Thus, each year my brother and I would assemble our own home-made award-winning killer costumes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;According to Stace and Clint, this year creative is in.  And  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;ABVI Goodwill &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;at 376 Jefferson is your muse. As T.I. assures, "you can [be] whatever you like." In October, Goodwill transforms into a Halloween superstore of ghostly proportions. Up front there is the lot of all-inclusive costumes: the princess, the trophy wife, the grim reaper, the jester, the wizard, the cheerleader. In the back and off to the side are the accessories both spooky and regular: the glasses, the devil horns, the butterfly wings, the nuns' habits, the beaded bracelets, and bobby socks. Sift through the middle, the clothes: the wooly sweaters, puffy coats, jumpers, and jeans. Browse the back: the little bit of this and that, the house-wares, the books, the children's games and toys. You can throw it all together, voile, or brace yourself for the alternative, for the trick, and SMELL MY FEET! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3766178239973916194-1476657405493077126?l=theredhotspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theredhotspot.blogspot.com/feeds/1476657405493077126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3766178239973916194&amp;postID=1476657405493077126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766178239973916194/posts/default/1476657405493077126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766178239973916194/posts/default/1476657405493077126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theredhotspot.blogspot.com/2008/10/but-clothes-and-tricks-dre.html' title='Ghoulwill'/><author><name>Red Hottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10542150485856633792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ep-pzc82_hs/SQevfwvqVRI/AAAAAAAAAEs/rGlILjNa5Dg/s72-c/abvi_logo150-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3766178239973916194.post-7707527541663852886</id><published>2008-10-21T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T11:56:15.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Now Hiring!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ep-pzc82_hs/SP4eKvrZaCI/AAAAAAAAAEk/ZmE02PzjZhY/s1600-h/Red+Hottie+copy-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ep-pzc82_hs/SP4eKvrZaCI/AAAAAAAAAEk/ZmE02PzjZhY/s200/Red+Hottie+copy-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259674584761329698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Everyone knows that when Paris Hilton coined "that's hot" it was in reference to Rochester Every Day. Yet, in spite of RED's  uber hotness, next semester I have other plans. I'll be traveling and immersing myself into a new language and culture. I'll be testing out new hot spots and cultural locales. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Hot Stuff, however the point is that I am on the prowl for a new RED hottie: someone who loves to explore, to blog, to work independently, and to create. Consult the job board for more information or shoot me an email. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3766178239973916194-7707527541663852886?l=theredhotspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theredhotspot.blogspot.com/feeds/7707527541663852886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3766178239973916194&amp;postID=7707527541663852886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766178239973916194/posts/default/7707527541663852886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766178239973916194/posts/default/7707527541663852886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theredhotspot.blogspot.com/2008/10/now-hiring.html' title='Now Hiring!'/><author><name>Red Hottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10542150485856633792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ep-pzc82_hs/SP4eKvrZaCI/AAAAAAAAAEk/ZmE02PzjZhY/s72-c/Red+Hottie+copy-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3766178239973916194.post-7421071333550598390</id><published>2008-10-12T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T19:42:46.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spice up your Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ep-pzc82_hs/SPIPLScKSDI/AAAAAAAAADo/U7PjCutDe8Y/s1600-h/ny_abyssinia_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ep-pzc82_hs/SPIPLScKSDI/AAAAAAAAADo/U7PjCutDe8Y/s200/ny_abyssinia_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256280401697720370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By now I have tasted my share of cuisines. Dim Sum in China Town and homemade ravioli in Little Italy. I frequent aisles of Asian groceries and Russian markets. I let loose on avgolemono and dolmades. All in all I have eaten enough pho to know what's real. But, never have I ever eaten Ethiopian (that is until this past weekend.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Abyssinia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; situated on 80 University Avenue is a jewel of rich Ethiopian authenticity. The atmosphere gives off a relaxed vibe, conducive to conversation. Each order is poured over injera an absorbent sourdough, and you eat with your hands. It's flavorful, earthy, and oh so filling. Thankfully there are plenty of options for vegetarians and carnivores alike. Even when you take all of this into account, it's the spices that make the meal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Baby, Ginger, Posh, Sporty, and Scary, "why don't you spice up your life?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3766178239973916194-7421071333550598390?l=theredhotspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theredhotspot.blogspot.com/feeds/7421071333550598390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3766178239973916194&amp;postID=7421071333550598390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766178239973916194/posts/default/7421071333550598390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766178239973916194/posts/default/7421071333550598390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theredhotspot.blogspot.com/2008/10/ethiopian-its-whats-for-dinner.html' title='Spice up your Life'/><author><name>Red Hottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10542150485856633792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ep-pzc82_hs/SPIPLScKSDI/AAAAAAAAADo/U7PjCutDe8Y/s72-c/ny_abyssinia_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3766178239973916194.post-4635801999595761801</id><published>2008-09-19T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T07:59:17.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot Study Spot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ep-pzc82_hs/SNQrB-cTS-I/AAAAAAAAADY/G7fIpBr--sk/s1600-h/spotcoffee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ep-pzc82_hs/SNQrB-cTS-I/AAAAAAAAADY/G7fIpBr--sk/s200/spotcoffee.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247866778735037410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Welcome back to the Roc and for all of you freshies, welcome to the first of your four glorious years here! This year make sure to push the envelope and explore!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;When the PRR doubles as a sweltering sauna and Gleason as a raucous madhouse. When a place in the Great Hall is as coveted as a ticket to Anderson Cooper. When you just aren't feeling Mr. Rhees. Don't even think twice! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Drag that book bag to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spot Coffee&lt;/span&gt;, a converted car dealership down by Eastman at 200 East Ave. With lofty ceilings, long windows, a grandiose fireplace, soft music, and an assortment of antique parlor furniture, Spot emanates a sort of productive coziness. Grab a coffee (they also have all sorts of inventive drink combinations), and a nosh, before kicking back with the laptop to plug out that 10 pager. Note to self: although Spot's free WIFI may be tempting, try to resist stalking everyone and their mother on Facebook and get your work done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3766178239973916194-4635801999595761801?l=theredhotspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theredhotspot.blogspot.com/feeds/4635801999595761801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3766178239973916194&amp;postID=4635801999595761801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766178239973916194/posts/default/4635801999595761801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766178239973916194/posts/default/4635801999595761801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theredhotspot.blogspot.com/2008/09/hot-study-spot.html' title='Hot Study Spot'/><author><name>Red Hottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10542150485856633792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ep-pzc82_hs/SNQrB-cTS-I/AAAAAAAAADY/G7fIpBr--sk/s72-c/spotcoffee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3766178239973916194.post-8411398315328281443</id><published>2008-04-11T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T02:06:45.649-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Want to Ride my Bicycle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ep-pzc82_hs/SAA39fvpgaI/AAAAAAAAADI/479VGdBlP4M/s1600-h/36.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 188px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ep-pzc82_hs/SAA39fvpgaI/AAAAAAAAADI/479VGdBlP4M/s200/36.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188208300363710882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Queen’s “Bicycle Race” is the booming anthem for the City Cycles RED collaboration. Come on, the city of Rochester is blooming and the quad has even beaten out the library in terms of the turnout. On Tuesday, City Cycles, the University’s bicycle lending-program kicks off with a bang with 15 bicycles to borrow. RED is setting up fort with bike maps, promotions, discounts, and coupons galore. A funky band, On Beyond Penguin, will be jamming beside on the green. The bonus of a free bicycle water bottle for the first 250 students surely puts the icing on top of the cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cutie, don’t let those brains rattle around too much, wear a helmet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Come. Tuesday the 15th from 1 pm to 3 pm on Wilson Quad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3766178239973916194-8411398315328281443?l=theredhotspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theredhotspot.blogspot.com/feeds/8411398315328281443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3766178239973916194&amp;postID=8411398315328281443' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766178239973916194/posts/default/8411398315328281443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766178239973916194/posts/default/8411398315328281443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theredhotspot.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-want-to-ride-my-bicycle.html' title='I Want to Ride my Bicycle'/><author><name>Red Hottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10542150485856633792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ep-pzc82_hs/SAA39fvpgaI/AAAAAAAAADI/479VGdBlP4M/s72-c/36.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3766178239973916194.post-6343909083771780577</id><published>2008-04-08T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T02:06:45.844-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is a Bowl of Cherries</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ep-pzc82_hs/R_vgVsRjUlI/AAAAAAAAADA/CUrstd_ZuN0/s1600-h/shelves250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186986059113910866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 141px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 221px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ep-pzc82_hs/R_vgVsRjUlI/AAAAAAAAADA/CUrstd_ZuN0/s200/shelves250.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;As the 2007 -2008 school year winds down, the stress builds up. You have exams up to your neck, homework up to your eyeballs, presentations coming out the wazoo, and a Leaning Tower of papers to write. At least the snow melted (it's about time!) How about you pop a non-prescription chill pill, turn on your whale sound cassette tape, and relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pssst... there's a better remedy. I once heard an old wives' tale that painting pottery is the academic anxiety cure all. "Painting pottery?", you say with skepticism, but you don't have to take my word for it; why don't you try it yourself? Sit down at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Bisque and Brush &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;at 713 Park Avenue and choose a piece of bisque (not lobster.) Unleash your pent up creativity whether it be through glazing a mug, a bowl, a plate, or even a piggy bank. If you are creatively or artistically inhibited, like many a folk, there are stencils and templates to spark plenty of ideas. What more, the prices are reasonable, covering the cost of: the bisque ware, the glazing, and firing. Within a mere week your masterpieces are ready for pick up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a bit more creative than painting by number, don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3766178239973916194-6343909083771780577?l=theredhotspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theredhotspot.blogspot.com/feeds/6343909083771780577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3766178239973916194&amp;postID=6343909083771780577' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766178239973916194/posts/default/6343909083771780577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766178239973916194/posts/default/6343909083771780577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theredhotspot.blogspot.com/2008/04/life-is-bowl-of-cherries.html' title='Life is a Bowl of Cherries'/><author><name>Red Hottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10542150485856633792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ep-pzc82_hs/R_vgVsRjUlI/AAAAAAAAADA/CUrstd_ZuN0/s72-c/shelves250.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3766178239973916194.post-428974483783659882</id><published>2008-03-26T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T02:06:46.074-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Book It</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ep-pzc82_hs/R-sxR8RjUkI/AAAAAAAAAC4/JD46KuBVp6U/s1600-h/books.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ep-pzc82_hs/R-sxR8RjUkI/AAAAAAAAAC4/JD46KuBVp6U/s200/books.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182289980527170114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;    There is something romantically mystifying about used books, like older more experienced men with hidden pasts.  Used books are soft and exude a warm musty odor. But, you say there’s no time because you spend it watching Tila Tequila and procrastinating studying for organic chemistry. Give me a break and make that Hooked on Phonics set worth its buck. Reading is like candy sans calories, candy for the brain that is. Stuff your face: Gabriel Garcia Marquez’s One Hundred Years of Solitude, Toni Morrison’s Beloved, J.D. Salinger’s The Catcher in the Rye, Graham Greene’s A Burnt-Out Case, Joseph Heller’s Catch-22. Sometimes Danielle Steel even hits the spot, guilty-pleasure trashy romance. Pinky swear, I won’t tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;   Greenwood Books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; located on 123 East Avenue, is cozy and packed with literature on every topic under the sun. In front, there are classic old postcards and pictures for sale. One thing is for sure, this little shop certainly won’t break the bank, considering each book is priced at only a couple of dollars a piece. Wasn’t it Francis Bacon who said, “Knowledge is power” ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;   Now that I think about it, it could have just as easily been that guy from Reading Rainbow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3766178239973916194-428974483783659882?l=theredhotspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theredhotspot.blogspot.com/feeds/428974483783659882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3766178239973916194&amp;postID=428974483783659882' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766178239973916194/posts/default/428974483783659882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766178239973916194/posts/default/428974483783659882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theredhotspot.blogspot.com/2008/03/lets-book-it.html' title='Let&apos;s Book It'/><author><name>Red Hottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10542150485856633792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ep-pzc82_hs/R-sxR8RjUkI/AAAAAAAAAC4/JD46KuBVp6U/s72-c/books.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3766178239973916194.post-7110475206902583426</id><published>2008-02-26T14:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T02:06:46.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Any Given Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;The pictures from last night just got posted. What were you even thinking taking glamor shots in the Wilson Commons’ 4th floor bathroom? You’re tired, you’re groggy, and it feels like there’s a locomotive rattling your temples. For breakfast it’s about time for a change of pace; babe, its obvious that those runny eggs at Danforth aren’t so good when it comes to quelling morning-after nausea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how about a plan B? Luckily, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mt. Hope Diner&lt;/span&gt;, located practically around the corner at 1511 Mount Hope Avenue is just a hop, skip, and a jump away from campus. The atmosphere is quaint comfortable: book exchange in the front, candy by the register, and bountiful cups of Joe (what a godsend.) Look to the m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ep-pzc82_hs/R8SR4Dc4tYI/AAAAAAAAACQ/knlDeaGrz-c/s1600-h/pancake.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171418664313337218" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 115px; cursor: pointer; height: 145px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ep-pzc82_hs/R8SR4Dc4tYI/AAAAAAAAACQ/knlDeaGrz-c/s200/pancake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;enu for cheap consoling diner fare, plus the board tacks on an additional 10 specials each day, to liven up your palate /plate. With amicable wait-staff, the options are fairly customizable, butter on the side, hold the onions, add tomatoes. I personally have a soft spot for the cheese and broccoli omelet. Even better yet, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mt. Hope Diner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; is completely URO and WIFI compatible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it may be no breakfast at Tiffany’s, it’s exactly what you need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Mt. Hope Diner is the RED featured business of the month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3766178239973916194-7110475206902583426?l=theredhotspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theredhotspot.blogspot.com/feeds/7110475206902583426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3766178239973916194&amp;postID=7110475206902583426' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766178239973916194/posts/default/7110475206902583426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766178239973916194/posts/default/7110475206902583426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theredhotspot.blogspot.com/2008/02/any-given-sunday.html' title='Any Given Sunday'/><author><name>Red Hottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10542150485856633792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ep-pzc82_hs/R8SR4Dc4tYI/AAAAAAAAACQ/knlDeaGrz-c/s72-c/pancake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3766178239973916194.post-2076001832988201343</id><published>2008-02-11T14:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T02:06:46.381-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roses are Red</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ep-pzc82_hs/R7H2CDc4tXI/AAAAAAAAACI/1UocCEHXtsw/s1600-h/necco-conversation-hearts.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166180762717304178" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ep-pzc82_hs/R7H2CDc4tXI/AAAAAAAAACI/1UocCEHXtsw/s200/necco-conversation-hearts.jpg" border="0" height="189" width="164" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Violets are blue... yadda, yadda, yadda. This time of year all of the sugary sweet talk is enough to give you cavities. Feel free to forward Hallmark the dental bill. But, by now, no matter your facebook relationship status you should just accept that Valentine's Day will roll around and unless you are up for a mascara-running cry fest, you better make some plans. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Like a Big Pizza Pie, that's Amore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Obviously Sweethearts provide only so much sustenance, so that's why you should hit up some local eateries on V-Day with your significant other or fellow single minglers. Look towards Disney's Lady and the Tramp as proof that Italian cuisine is ooh la la romantic. Say buongiorno to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Cibon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Portobello's Ristorante, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Mario's Italian Steakhouse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Dinner by candlelight is quixotic; love is in the air at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Restaurant 2 Vine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Edibles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;With a Cherry on Top &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Valentine's Day is the perfect excuse for dessert (like you need one.) Post dinner, indulge at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Cheesy Eddie's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; Simply Crepes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Don't worry about those love handles after all it is Valentine's Day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Life is More than a Box of Chocolates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Face it sweetheart, you deserve something special and so does your one and only. Shop at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; Craft Company No. 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; and the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Jewelry Exchange Outlet Boutique&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; for gifts beyond your standard box of stale drugstore truffles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Save the Date&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Honey, get out there and experience the city with your lovey. I heard that Rochester is quite the aphrodisiac. Oh the places to go on Valentine's Day: the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Cinema Theatre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;MAG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Color-Me Mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;, the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Little Theater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;RPO, RockVentures, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;Clover Lanes&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;No Strings Attached&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;or the unattached, Valentine's Day is not designated for sulking, watching soaps, and binging on greasy leftovers. Instead, treat yourself to some pampering at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Park Ave Salon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Healing Art&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Meridian Massage Therapy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Wherever your heart takes you, don't forget to stop in the name of love and fully appreciate the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;All of the restaurants, shops, and services above supply RED discounts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3766178239973916194-2076001832988201343?l=theredhotspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theredhotspot.blogspot.com/feeds/2076001832988201343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3766178239973916194&amp;postID=2076001832988201343' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766178239973916194/posts/default/2076001832988201343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3766178239973916194/posts/default/2076001832988201343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theredhotspot.blogspot.com/2008/02/roses-are-red.html' title='Roses are Red'/><author><name>Red Hottie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10542150485856633792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ep-pzc82_hs/R7H2CDc4tXI/AAAAAAAAACI/1UocCEHXtsw/s72-c/necco-conversation-hearts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
