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		<title>443: Cal--Tacky Engagement Party (Part 2)</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Now how can we be sure that we were at a trailer-trash party?  

You might be at Cherie & Greg’s Engagement Party if: the kiddie pool is filled with beer, the coolers are Styrofoam, the furniture is inflatable (or held together with duct tape), the cuisine is hot-links, the teeth are bad, the hair is big, the tattoos are removable, the fashion is animal-print, the eyelashes are fake and the art is compliments of NASCAR.  Don’t forget Jerry Springer on the big screen!

Call them folks what you like: white trash, trailer trash or red neck…I call them friends and family. Here’s another batch of trashy photos. <a href=http://www.wherescherie.com/newsread.php?newsid=565>First Batch of Pics</a>
Enjoy!
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		<pubDate>Tue, 18 May 2010 05:07:29 PDT</pubDate>
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		<title>442: Cal: Cherie  Greg's Tacky Engagement Party (Part 1)</title>
		<link>http://www.wherescherie.com//newsread.php?newsid=565</link>
		<description><![CDATA[Do you love NASCAR, pink flamingos and fuzzy dice? Do you secretly dream of cheese-wiz and spam?  Do you think doughnuts are an "anytime" food?  Do you drive a purple Camaro? (Seriously, that was Greg’s car until he upgraded to the ’92 300ZX) 

Do your muscle shirts and fringe jackets not get the appreciation that they deserve? Then you shouldn’t miss these photos of Cherie and Greg’s Tacky Engagement Party. After eight years, Cherie and Greg are finally makin' it legal. Don't miss the <a href=http://www.wherescherie.com/newsread.php?newsid=566>Second Batch of Pics</a>
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		<category>Where`s Cherie?</category>
		<pubDate>Mon, 17 May 2010 07:14:03 PDT</pubDate>
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		<title>441--California: Hot Nights  Cuban Food</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 20 Jan 2010 05:47:36 PST</pubDate>
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		<title>440--California: Italian Mafia Party</title>
		<link>http://www.wherescherie.com//newsread.php?newsid=563</link>
		<description><![CDATA[Brooke & Kevin hosted an Italian Mafia Party, where we dressed up, made homemade pasta, ate Italian food, wrapped the couch in plastic, posed on Brooke’s scooter, drank wine, puffed on cigars and tried to “act Italian” (whatever that means!)
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		<pubDate>Mon, 18 Jan 2010 04:22:10 PST</pubDate>
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		<title>439--Nevada: It's the People (Burning Man Evolution 2009)</title>
		<link>http://www.wherescherie.com//newsread.php?newsid=562</link>
		<description><![CDATA[What is "playa-wear"? As far as fashion is concerned, anything, everything and nothing are all good choices in the Black Rock Desert. People never cease to surprise me at Burning Man.  It's not what they wear that is shocking--it's how much they give.

You never know what the day will bring when you're in Black Rock City. Whether it is dancing at the Pink Mammoth, watching a trapeze show, enjoying the Pop Corn Palace, watching dogs play poker, or playing mini-golf with Tom Cruise...anything can happen.

Sometimes the day is just plain silly, like when you find yourself on a balance beam whacking your friend with a giant drum stick.  Other times the day is serious, like when you stumble through the desert and find thousands of combat boots that represent soldiers that were recently killed. 

One thing is certain—Black Rock City is full of life, love, acceptance, and wonder.  And in the end, Burning Man is all about the people. (Greg says it is also about the laser beams.)
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		<category>CherieSpotting</category>
		<pubDate>Fri, 25 Sep 2009 12:03:16 PDT</pubDate>
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		<title>438--California: Mom's Pink Party for Breast Cancer Awareness</title>
		<link>http://www.wherescherie.com//newsread.php?newsid=561</link>
		<description><![CDATA[A month ago my mom felt like she was healthier than ever.  At 62 years old, she was walking 5-7 miles a day.  After losing fifty pounds and keeping it off, my mom was enjoying her retirement in the desert with her husband (32 years) Eddy.

Last month my mom got her annual check up and the annual mammogram showed something suspicious.  After countless tests, my mom has been diagnosed with Stage IV breast cancer with spine and liver metastasis.  More about <a href=http://www.caringbridge.org/visit/beverlymyint>Beverly Myint</a>.

My sisters and I hosted a “Pink Party” for my mom this weekend, where we gathered friends and family to show our love and support.  We wore pink, ate pink and dyed pink stripes in our hair.  Even though my sister Michelle was sick—she spent 8 hours dying people’s hair.  We were so grateful for all the love, hope and support we have received.  My mom starts weekly chemo treatments next week.  Our family and friends will support and love her every step of this battle against breast cancer.  
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		<category>Site News</category>
		<pubDate>Tue, 22 Sep 2009 03:15:10 PDT</pubDate>
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		<title>437: Nevada: Playa Art at Burning Man 2009</title>
		<link>http://www.wherescherie.com//newsread.php?newsid=560</link>
		<description><![CDATA[It’s time to evolve again and prepare for the type of conversations and stories that only happen in Nevada’s Black Rock Desert.  

A typical afternoon desert bike ride goes something like this: I was riding my bike next to a giant birthday cake when a guy driving a shark asked me if I wanted a margarita. (Of course the shark-car was equipped with a blender…aren’t they all?)  I declined the alcohol because I was about to climb a metal butterfly and then slide down a massive grass-slide.  

“Did you see the dinosaur made of buckets?” the shark-car-operator asked before he drove into the dust.  “Not yet, I think I’m going to stay here for a while and see if the rocket blasts off.”  Only at Burning Man do rockets mix with butterflies while sharks and birthday cakes drive by dinosaurs.
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		<pubDate>Tue, 08 Sep 2009 01:16:45 PDT</pubDate>
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		<title>436: Nevada: Burning Man 2009 Evolution</title>
		<link>http://www.wherescherie.com//newsread.php?newsid=559</link>
		<description><![CDATA[Burning Man exists for one week in the vast white nothing-everything of the Black Rock Desert in Nevada.  Participants (we call ourselves “Burners”) drag their mutant vehicles, crazy costumes and art projects from all over the globe so we can enjoy the beauty of a gift economy—the one place on earth where you can’t buy, sell or advertise anything (except ice & coffee.)  

Burning Man annually renews my faith in humanity.  For most of us, Burning Man is not just a “party in the desert”—it’s a place of radical self expression and extreme acceptance.  It’s a dusty world where those of us who don’t fit in to normal “society” can find a home in a community that understands and celebrates the beauty of being different.  Enjoy my photos of 2009 Burning Man “Evolution”.
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		<category>CherieSpotting</category>
		<pubDate>Mon, 07 Sep 2009 11:59:12 PDT</pubDate>
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		<title>435--Key West: Shipwreckers greet The Vandenberg</title>
		<link>http://www.wherescherie.com//newsread.php?newsid=558</link>
		<description><![CDATA[The Gen. Hoyt S. Vandenberg is a ship with an interesting past and a unique future.  At 522-ft long, The Gen. Hoyt S. Vandenberg is about to become the world’s second longest artificial reef. (Note: the longest artificial reef is the 888-ft former USS Oriskany, a decommissioned aircraft carrier that now rests at the bottom of the sea near Pensacola, Fl.)

 On April 22, the massive Vandenberg was tugged into Key West Harbor and greeted by hundreds of fans waving Conch Republic flags.  Supporters of The Vandenberg (who call themselves “shipwreckers”) have endured ten long years of hassles, meetings and permits.  But the shipwreckers dedication is about to pay off.  In May 2009, The Vandenberg will be sunk in the waters off of Key West.  While explosives will be involved, the sinking won’t be dramatic.  Engineers hope she will slowly sink into her new home on the ocean floor in 140-ft of water. 
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		<category>CherieSpotting</category>
		<pubDate>Thu, 23 Apr 2009 08:46:22 PDT</pubDate>
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		<title>434--Key West: A Pub Stroll (or the Duval Crawl)</title>
		<link>http://www.wherescherie.com//newsread.php?newsid=557</link>
		<description><![CDATA[Visiting twelve bars in twelve tours takes dedication (and a strong liver.)  But Karem and I were determined to see all the best bars in Key West in one day.  Of course, we missed a few, as there are more than a dozen great spots on this 2x4 island…but here’s a list of the bars I chose for our Key West Pub Crawl: Hogfish, Schooner Wharf, Alonzo’s, Captain Tony’s, Sloppy Joe’s, Kelly’s, La Concha Hotel, the Bull, the Whistle, the Garden of Eden, Cowboy Bills, and Virgilio’s.

During our day of debauchery, we listened to live music, got behind more than one bar, met a few funky locals, watched the sunset, saw a comedy show, and Karem finished the night off by riding a mechanical bull.  We averaged one drink an hour, drank lots of water, and didn’t have a hangover the next day. 
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		<pubDate>Thu, 16 Apr 2009 02:05:22 PDT</pubDate>
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		<title>433--Key West: Burlesque High Noon Pirate Booty Sail</title>
		<link>http://www.wherescherie.com//newsread.php?newsid=556</link>
		<description><![CDATA[The High Noon Pirate Booty Sail was a celebration of a quest accomplished.  Two years ago, Theo Glorie, owner of the <a href=http://www.coffeeplantationkeywest.com/>Coffee Plantation</a> started with a red paperclip and traded up to an afternoon sail aboard the <a href=http://www.schoonerjollyrover.com/>Jolly II Rover</a> for forty friends.  Then Theo traded his afternoon sail for his dream motorcycle.  Theo’s wife Diane and his closest friends were aboard the 80-ft tallship to celebrate his achievement with plastic swords and fake eye-patches.

Starlets Tatah Dujour, Lola Lafleur and Cheeky Derriere from <a href=http://keywestburlesque.com/>Key West Burlesque</a> and the Bone Island Buccaneers came aboard for High Noon entertainment singing and swinging around Key West’s famous schooner the Jolly II Rover.  

The scantily clad ladies poured rum punch in their revolvers and “shot” every guest (with phenomenal accuracy).  No one wanted this sail to end!
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		<category>CherieSpotting</category>
		<pubDate>Wed, 08 Apr 2009 02:33:19 PDT</pubDate>
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		<title>432--Key West: Conch Honk 2009</title>
		<link>http://www.wherescherie.com//newsread.php?newsid=555</link>
		<description><![CDATA[The sign said: “No Experience Necessary” for the 2009 Annual Key West Conch Honk.  I’m fairly loud and I have decent lungs, so I thought I might be a natural at blowing a conch.  I had never blown a giant sea mollusk before and I began to worry when I saw that each of the other contestants had their own personal conch.  “Do I need my own shell for this contest?”  I asked one of the organizers.  “No, we have courtesy conchs for people like you,” he responded.  (Conchless people like me?)

Sue (a contestant from Ohio with her own conch) gave me some pointers.  “Blow it like a trumpet,” she said, which might have helped if I had ever played anything other than a radio as a child.  When the sound came out of the shell that I blew, I wanted to say “excuse me.”  Far from a melody, it sounded like a fart.

I was glad that I wasn’t the only first timer when I heard a male contestant say on stage: “Today was the first time I blew a conch.”  The emcee responded: “What was his name?”  (Local islanders call themselves conchs.)  

While I didn’t win the contest, I came home with a red ribbon and a new appreciation for art of conch blowing.
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		<pubDate>Tue, 17 Mar 2009 12:12:47 PDT</pubDate>
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		<title>431--Key West: St. Patrick's Day Bar Stroll</title>
		<link>http://www.wherescherie.com//newsread.php?newsid=554</link>
		<description><![CDATA[The 31st Annual St. Patrick’s Day Bar Stroll happened in Key West on March 14th.  Leave it to Conchs (the name locals call themselves) to stretch out an Irish holiday for three days.

The <a href=http://www.stpatricksdaybarstroll.com/index.html>St. Patrick’s Day Bar Stroll</a> was organized by founder Rick Dostal.  Every year 800 people in green, put on a t-shirt and enjoy a beer at nine Key West bars.  This year the t-shirts were designed by Kevin Quon and they came in one size—extra large.  So the ladies got creative and cut up their shirts into sexy tanks and dresses.  I made my t-shirt a skirt.

During the stroll down Duval Street, some pole danced at Zu while others (like me) rode the mechanical bull at Cowboy Bills.
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		<pubDate>Mon, 16 Mar 2009 02:06:18 PDT</pubDate>
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		<title>430--Key West: Spooky Kayak Tour</title>
		<link>http://www.wherescherie.com//newsread.php?newsid=553</link>
		<description><![CDATA[Greg and I went on the “Paddle, Pirates and Poltergeists Tour”, a spooky nighttime kayak tour through the mangroves of Key West.  Guided by Pirate-Poet Ray and Captain Heather, our first stop was the Atlantic Ocean to watch the sunset.

Along the way, Ray regaled us with the history of Key West, pointing out birds and marine animals along the way as we paddled through the lush mangrove forests.  We learned about the history of wrecking and about how Key West was once the richest city in America (and now it’s one of the most expensive.)  

It was interesting to learn that Key West used to be called “Cayo Hueso” which is Spanish for “Bone Island.”  Key West used to be an Indian graveyard littered with the bones of slaughtered Calusa Indians.  Ray wondered: “Isn’t it a bad idea to build on top of an Indian graveyard?”  Point taken.

After sunset, we floated through a mangrove tunnel, and Ray told us spooky pirate stories while we kept our eyes out for sharks, barracuda and salt water crocs.  Luckily, the only scary thing about the kayak tour was Ray’s haunting stories.
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		<category>CherieSpotting</category>
		<pubDate>Fri, 27 Feb 2009 12:10:16 PST</pubDate>
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		<title>429--Key West: Camping in the Florida Keys</title>
		<link>http://www.wherescherie.com//newsread.php?newsid=552</link>
		<description><![CDATA[This is a collection of photos I’ve taken over the past two weeks in the Florida Keys.  Sure there are incredible sunsets, but the Keys also has charming architecture, white sand beaches, puffy clouds, waterfront campsites, funky dogs, feral chickens, wild art, romantic tallships and courageous street performers on Mallory Square.

Key West is more than just a strip of bars on Duval Street.  If you explore the nooks and crannies of the island, you’ll find the gems like Mo’s (at 1116 White St.), a local Haitian restaurant where the food is so heavenly it can’t be described in words.  A group of friends had dinner at Mo’s and we were so enchanted with the food, we got up and danced around the restaurant.  Dancing is always allowed in Key West!
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		<category>CherieSpotting</category>
		<pubDate>Thu, 26 Feb 2009 06:37:01 PST</pubDate>
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