<?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-31405625</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:44:20.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sopha King's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophaking.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31405625/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophaking.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sopha King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14547829155911508146</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>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31405625.post-115806949897536718</id><published>2006-09-12T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T07:00:40.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Lower Prices on Spaghetti String Top - Only $6.95</title><content type='html'>To get  some things moving, I decided to lower the prices on my "Sopha King Hot", Ladies Spaghetti string tank tops. These are now priced at only ($6.95) for a limited time only.  The first 100 sold get this price. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sophaking.com/ladies_Spaghetti_Strap_tank_top_hot.html"&gt;Click here to purchase&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sopha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31405625-115806949897536718?l=sophaking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophaking.blogspot.com/feeds/115806949897536718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31405625&amp;postID=115806949897536718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31405625/posts/default/115806949897536718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31405625/posts/default/115806949897536718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophaking.blogspot.com/2006/09/new-lower-prices-on-spaghetti-string.html' title='New Lower Prices on Spaghetti String Top - Only $6.95'/><author><name>Sopha King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14547829155911508146</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-31405625.post-115505644628022167</id><published>2006-08-08T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T20:49:03.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sopha King Retired</title><content type='html'>My youngest sister’s oldest daughter is getting ready to join the ranks of people who don’t have to work anymore.  Seems the auto parts company she works for has told her to take a check for $35,000 or wait to be fired.  What a “Sopha King No-Brainer”. Now she want me to autograph a Softball T-shirt which says “Retired” on it. After the last few days, I think I need one that says "Sopha King Tired".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31405625-115505644628022167?l=sophaking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophaking.blogspot.com/feeds/115505644628022167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31405625&amp;postID=115505644628022167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31405625/posts/default/115505644628022167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31405625/posts/default/115505644628022167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophaking.blogspot.com/2006/08/sopha-king-retired.html' title='Sopha King Retired'/><author><name>Sopha King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14547829155911508146</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-31405625.post-115438763759568063</id><published>2006-07-31T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T20:38:48.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sopha King Hot at the Poker Table?</title><content type='html'>My husband Tufa, Bless his Soul, taught me how to play poker after we were married, and we used to play in a friendly game over at Millie's house which was down around the corner. We didn't have Texas Hold-Em in those days, but I remember playing similar games with "flops" like Criss Cross, and Bundles. So It's interesting that Hold-Em Poker seems to have taken the world by storm lately.  While it's always been a game of skill, some people still think it's "gambling", but we had so much fun, we called it entertainment. I used to win a few coins way back then and became curious to see if I could still play. With nothing to do this past Saturday night, I called up a few friends and ended up with 6 players all putting in $1 each for prize money.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One interesting twist was that we decided to double the bilnds after every hand for a maximum of five hands, once only two players were left.  While somewhat disadvantageous for the small stack in that postion, it made sure that the game would end pretty quickly. Since the two top players were in the money anyways (we paid out $4 for first and $2 for second) it seemed to be a good idea allowing the other players to get back into the game quickly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the seventh hand of the game, I had As 5s and raised the big blind.  Everyone folded except Roger and the flop came 7c 9c Jd.  We both checked and Fourth Street came 2c. He checked and I bet 50 chips.  He called and the river came 4s. He made a real small bet, which to me showed extreme weakness given the size of the pot. Right then, I decided to try and get him to fold.  I went all in, and he quickly called with Kc 8c which frankly, shocked the heck out of me!.  My Ace high ended up beating his King high and I virtually wiped him out. He said he guessed I was bluffing (which I was), but he didn't expect me to have an Ace. Sometimes bluffing works for different reasons, I guess.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roger: Kc 8s&lt;br /&gt;Sopha: As 5s&lt;br /&gt;Flop : 7c 9c Jd - 4s - Qd&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;This gave me a commanding chip lead, which I then partially squandered raising it up with weak starting cards (while generally in position) and then tossing it away if I didn't improve, or if there was a raise.  A few hands later, I was in the kitchen getting some refreshments, and when it came around to me I just told the dealer to call the big blind in the dark for me. When I got back to my seat I found 9s 10c in the hole, and the flop came Jc 7s 3c. I was thinking that the only thing I had was a gut-shot straight draw and should probably fold, but after 4 people called in front of me for only the minimum bet, I decided to call. I was thinking that the implied pot odds over the course of the hand probably made it worthwhile.  Voila! The 8d comes out, and I made my straight.  The guy to the left of me, Monty, made a fairly strong bet and everyone else folded. I figured he probably had a jack in the hole (pairing up his jacks) and so decided to bet all-in. He thought about it for a while and decided to call, probably figuring I had a 7 or something and was trying to push him around.  The way the cards flopped, plus my two running cards, made my straight very hard to see and put his tournament life at stake. The river offered no improvement to either of us and his pair of Js wilted.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monty  -  Kc Jc&lt;br /&gt;Sopha  -- 9s 10c&lt;br /&gt;Flop   -- Js 7c 3c - 8d 3d&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monty's wife Jennifer was still in the game, and I found myself tangled up with her in a few hands.  On the first one, I made a strong raise with garbage after the flop and she wasn't sure what to do.  I wasn't sure what to do either so I started fondling my chips in an effort to look like I was getting ready to re-raise her should she raise me. Somehow she must have picked up on what I trying to do, and she quickly folded (probably with a better hand). I found myself in the same situation with her several hands later, did the same thing, and she folded again. T'was a pretty basic move but it worked which was Sopha King Cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was now in a serious commanding chip position, and proceeded to push the rest of players around for a while, and ended up winning the tournament.  We played two other tournaments that night, and I eneded up winning the third one as well.  Wih my coin purse stuffed to almost overflowing we  called it a night, as everyone was bushed. Poker can be Sopha King Fun. Tufa would have said it was Tufa King Cool. Boy I miss him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31405625-115438763759568063?l=sophaking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophaking.blogspot.com/feeds/115438763759568063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31405625&amp;postID=115438763759568063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31405625/posts/default/115438763759568063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31405625/posts/default/115438763759568063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophaking.blogspot.com/2006/07/sopha-king-hot-at-poker-table.html' title='Sopha King Hot at the Poker Table?'/><author><name>Sopha King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14547829155911508146</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-31405625.post-115409662015644965</id><published>2006-07-28T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T07:23:40.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sopha King Pregnant</title><content type='html'>I’ve heard that my friend Bella’s spandex tops are world renowned for adding support in just the right places for pregnant women, but this is too much. It seems a recently married relative of mine bought herself a pair of my “Sopha Kingtm Horny” Thongs. It’s been 6 months since then, and now she want a camisole with my autograph and “Pregnant” on it. It just couldn’t be right that my ladies intimate apparel works better than a fertility clinic. Must have something to do with the mood, or maybe it’s the moon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31405625-115409662015644965?l=sophaking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophaking.blogspot.com/feeds/115409662015644965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31405625&amp;postID=115409662015644965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31405625/posts/default/115409662015644965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31405625/posts/default/115409662015644965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophaking.blogspot.com/2006/07/sopha-king-pregnant.html' title='Sopha King Pregnant'/><author><name>Sopha King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14547829155911508146</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-31405625.post-115384727600375285</id><published>2006-07-25T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T10:08:46.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's Rant</title><content type='html'>The new &lt;a href="http://www.sophaking.com/Capri_Pants.html"&gt;capri pants&lt;/a&gt; I’ve added to my line are the first that aren’t made by my good friend Bella.  She’s been a dear all these years (as well as a great seamstress), but I really didn’t like her Capri pants.  My Capri’s are made by some girl who refuses to tell me her name.  She just wants me to refer to her as “American Girl”, which must e some kind if Internet handle. Ok, if that’s what she wants then that’s fine. To offer these autographed Capri pants to the world, I’ll call her anything she wants. Some people sure are funny about using their real name in public. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Cat “Lady” has been acting “Sopha King Grumpy” the last few days. I figured a can of tuna in water plus some catnip would be just what she needed to perk her up. I don’t know what makes tuna “Sopha Kingtm Tasty” for cats, but she just loves it. Now she’s up on my lap in the afternoons like always, and I’m feeling “Sopha King Happy” that she got that out of her system.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31405625-115384727600375285?l=sophaking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophaking.blogspot.com/feeds/115384727600375285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31405625&amp;postID=115384727600375285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31405625/posts/default/115384727600375285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31405625/posts/default/115384727600375285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophaking.blogspot.com/2006/07/todays-rant.html' title='Today&apos;s Rant'/><author><name>Sopha King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14547829155911508146</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-31405625.post-115375137984828840</id><published>2006-07-24T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T07:29:39.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I  had a guy who wanted me to autograph his “Hot” coffee cups.  I suppose that’s OK, but I told him “None of those cheap imported ones now”.  I’ll post a picture of it later after he sends it to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This young girl at my gym saw my new &lt;a href="http://www.sophaking.com/duffel_bag.html"&gt;“Sopha King What?”&lt;/a&gt; embroidered duffel bags, and couldn’t figure out what I meant by “What?”.  These bags are very versatile, and perfect for the gym, beach, or pool.  So I told her “It’s like the bag is asking ‘What do you want me to carry?”’.  Gosh, some people don’t get it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31405625-115375137984828840?l=sophaking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophaking.blogspot.com/feeds/115375137984828840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31405625&amp;postID=115375137984828840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31405625/posts/default/115375137984828840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31405625/posts/default/115375137984828840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophaking.blogspot.com/2006/07/today-i-had-guy-who-wanted-me-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Sopha King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14547829155911508146</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-31405625.post-115348973767677977</id><published>2006-07-21T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T08:52:52.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sopha King ????</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.sophaking.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sophaking.com/images2/Spaghetti-strap-BLING-200.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to figure out what word people would like me to attach my signature to is “Sopha King&amp;#174; Hard”. I had to narrow it down to 10, but I couldn’t help myself, and found 11.  I hope these are what people want.  Of course, just like my homemade chocolate chip cookies, we can always make more. &lt;a href="mailto:sopha@sophaking.com"&gt; Let me know what you think&lt;/a&gt; of these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sopha King&amp;#174; Hot&lt;br /&gt;Sopha King&amp;#174; Good&lt;br /&gt;Sopha King&amp;#174; Bad&lt;br /&gt;Sopha King&amp;#174; Naughty&lt;br /&gt;Sopha King&amp;#174; Sweet&lt;br /&gt;Sopha King&amp;#174; Gorgeous&lt;br /&gt;Sopha King&amp;#174; Tasty&lt;br /&gt;Sopha King&amp;#174; Innocent&lt;br /&gt;Sopha King&amp;#174; Guilty&lt;br /&gt;Sopha King&amp;#174; Hard&lt;br /&gt;Sopha King&amp;#174; Wet&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31405625-115348973767677977?l=sophaking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophaking.blogspot.com/feeds/115348973767677977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31405625&amp;postID=115348973767677977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31405625/posts/default/115348973767677977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31405625/posts/default/115348973767677977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophaking.blogspot.com/2006/07/sopha-king.html' title='Sopha King ????'/><author><name>Sopha King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14547829155911508146</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-31405625.post-115340478169887663</id><published>2006-07-20T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T08:17:47.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing Sopha King Apparel</title><content type='html'>What in darn heck is a blog anyway?  Wow I can type pretty well still.  Hmm… Well, a good friend told me at my last supper party to do a “blog” if I wanted to get out the word about my new clothing line.  Now mind you, I don’t know a whole lot about the clothing business, but I finally found clothes that I can enjoy even in my old age.  And comfortable? You’re darn tootin’. So that’s why I decided to launch a new line of clothes with my signature on it.  I’ve been approached in the past by one company after another who claimed their products were good enough to bear my name, but 10W-40 motor oil that’s supposedly “Sopha King&amp;#174; Good”, I don’t think so. So here we are with our new line of ladies tops, bottoms, and loungewear bearing my name. I hope you enjoy them. Click here to see my &lt;a href="http://www.sophaking.com"&gt;web site&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31405625-115340478169887663?l=sophaking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophaking.blogspot.com/feeds/115340478169887663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31405625&amp;postID=115340478169887663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31405625/posts/default/115340478169887663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31405625/posts/default/115340478169887663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophaking.blogspot.com/2006/07/introducing-sopha-king-apparel.html' title='Introducing Sopha King Apparel'/><author><name>Sopha King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14547829155911508146</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></feed>
