<?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-7416356</id><updated>2012-02-02T09:25:07.896-06:00</updated><category term='sinnsyk'/><category term='test'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='findings on the web'/><category term='memories'/><category term='genetics'/><category term='bio'/><category term='Odd'/><category term='creation'/><category term='translation'/><category term='Strange Wisconsin'/><category term='family'/><category term='optimism'/><category term='politics'/><category term='pop culture'/><category term='Whatever'/><category term='stuff i did'/><category term='stories'/><category term='rugby'/><category term='musings'/><category term='work'/><title type='text'>Life of a Left-Handed Plebe</title><subtitle type='html'>Once in a while, I'll dump my thoughts on an unsuspecting public.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035241929310161095</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>624</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-4507364390432285854</id><published>2012-02-02T09:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T09:25:07.907-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='findings on the web'/><title type='text'>Charlie Brown's Teacher's Hot Dog</title><content type='html'>Yummy.... I need to get myself one.  Quick question?  Can you make the hot dog's hair into one big twist, then shake it out?  Just asking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="height: 390px; width: 640px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/X7oR8TBrpMk?version=3&amp;feature=player_detailpage"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/X7oR8TBrpMk?version=3&amp;feature=player_detailpage" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="640" height="360"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-4507364390432285854?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/4507364390432285854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=4507364390432285854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/4507364390432285854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/4507364390432285854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2012/02/charlie-browns-teachers-hot-dog.html' title='Charlie Brown&apos;s Teacher&apos;s Hot Dog'/><author><name>Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035241929310161095</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-7416356.post-1489183912048158928</id><published>2012-01-26T15:59:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T16:01:07.975-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='findings on the web'/><title type='text'>Ick</title><content type='html'>While I love my Norwegian heritage, I can't understand why &lt;a href="http://www.ci.madison.mn.us/"&gt;a city would be proud&lt;/a&gt; of this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Welcome to this old house ! The Lac qui Parle County Historical Museum - including an authentic pioneer log cabin, country school and machine shed as well as the actual studio of Madison native author Robert Bly are must sees at the J.F. Jacobson Park. So is Madison's cod statue, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Lou T. Fisk"&lt;/span&gt; since Madison is Lutefisk Capital USA !&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-1489183912048158928?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/1489183912048158928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=1489183912048158928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/1489183912048158928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/1489183912048158928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2012/01/ick.html' title='Ick'/><author><name>Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035241929310161095</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-7416356.post-2399148883308710869</id><published>2012-01-26T12:23:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T12:36:45.931-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><title type='text'>Nostalgia</title><content type='html'>Time to &lt;a href="http://www.avclub.com/articles/dazed-and-confused,68225/?utm_medium=RSS&amp;utm_campaign=feeds&amp;utm_source=avclub_rss_daily"&gt;get nostalgic&lt;/a&gt; about a movie I saw eighteen years ago and was about a time seventeen years earlier.  My college roommates can verify that I watch it non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f_eTV4lRJYU"&gt;Dazed &amp; Confused&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-2399148883308710869?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/2399148883308710869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=2399148883308710869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/2399148883308710869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/2399148883308710869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2012/01/nostalgia.html' title='Nostalgia'/><author><name>Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035241929310161095</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-7416356.post-8021921553403958253</id><published>2012-01-25T12:24:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T12:25:15.261-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='optimism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Clean and Organized</title><content type='html'>I have to share this picture as this is the first time in four months that my office isn't filled with plans and papers on every damn surface.  Work is getting back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2ywftpNp9EA/TyBI9iMi--I/AAAAAAAAACY/93_BY-OzJqE/s1600/IMG_0253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2ywftpNp9EA/TyBI9iMi--I/AAAAAAAAACY/93_BY-OzJqE/s400/IMG_0253.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701637350239697890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-8021921553403958253?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/8021921553403958253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=8021921553403958253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/8021921553403958253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/8021921553403958253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2012/01/clean-and-organized.html' title='Clean and Organized'/><author><name>Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035241929310161095</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/-2ywftpNp9EA/TyBI9iMi--I/AAAAAAAAACY/93_BY-OzJqE/s72-c/IMG_0253.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-5773945030567772873</id><published>2012-01-25T08:38:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T08:39:44.001-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Strange Wisconsin'/><title type='text'>Epidemic</title><content type='html'>Seems like we have a &lt;a href="http://host.madison.com/ct/news/local/crime_and_courts/heroin-user-crashes-into-pole-on-east-side-police-say/article_e4c90cb0-4751-11e1-8abe-0019bb2963f4.html"&gt;heroin problem&lt;/a&gt; each week in the paper:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;A Cottage Grove woman who admitted to paramedics that she had used heroin crashed her vehicle into a traffic signal pole on the east side Tuesday afternoon, Madison police reported.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, don't drive and kill someone else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-5773945030567772873?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/5773945030567772873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=5773945030567772873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/5773945030567772873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/5773945030567772873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2012/01/epidemic.html' title='Epidemic'/><author><name>Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035241929310161095</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-7416356.post-2974829081754540257</id><published>2012-01-06T08:57:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T08:59:42.175-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><title type='text'>Charlie with Charlie Sheen</title><content type='html'>A lot of last night's dream is jumbled, but the clearest part was me trying to convince Charlie Sheen to take better care of himself.  He snorted a bunch of coke anyway and I was riding shotgun in his Land Rover.  He nodded out and the truck went off the road and over a lot of bumps.  I think I yelled at him and then stormed off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-2974829081754540257?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/2974829081754540257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=2974829081754540257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/2974829081754540257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/2974829081754540257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2012/01/charlie-with-charlie-sheen.html' title='Charlie with Charlie Sheen'/><author><name>Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035241929310161095</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-7416356.post-8611825216164370098</id><published>2011-02-11T21:46:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T21:50:31.240-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='translation'/><title type='text'>Biz Markie's Just A Friend</title><content type='html'>Did you ever see a girl, trying to introduce &lt;br /&gt;But in a year, wants to wait for love &lt;br /&gt;I want to tell you the history of my state &lt;br /&gt;I talked about "American Girl &lt;br /&gt;If I saw you in concert &lt;br /&gt;His hair long, very short mini skirt &lt;br /&gt;I just drippin ', pourin' sweat &lt;br /&gt;I went with the crowd, which I guess he met &lt;br /&gt;I Whispered in her ear said, "The pictures came to stand &lt;br /&gt;So, I ask some questions to see the hundreds of evidence " &lt;br /&gt;I asked him his name, he said, is nonsense, rhetoric &lt;br /&gt;His 9 / 10 pants and a very big bra &lt;br /&gt;I made a few Stokes of his passion &lt;br /&gt;I said, 'Do you like the show? " &lt;br /&gt;He said, "I am very happy" &lt;br /&gt;I started Deliberately 'bass, she started Deliberately' back to the middle range &lt;br /&gt;But when I jump out of her wonderful &lt;br /&gt;So, when I asked: "Well, you people," said they tried to prevent &lt;br /&gt;He said: "No, I do not, I am a friend" &lt;br /&gt;He came, and I am green 'for &lt;br /&gt;This is why I sing &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you need, but said he was merely a friend &lt;br /&gt;And you said he was only a friend, oh baby &lt;br /&gt;What you need, but said he was merely a friend &lt;br /&gt;But he said it was the only friend, oh baby &lt;br /&gt;What you need, but said he was merely a friend &lt;br /&gt;But you, that was just a friend &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I put the word in words &lt;br /&gt;Me and a friend who is not only no crime &lt;br /&gt;Because I have a friend who is a reality &lt;br /&gt;If aigenisi, Agatha, germaine, and Senescence &lt;br /&gt;Well, let us in the history &lt;br /&gt;About a girl named Blah, Blah, Blah that I serve &lt;br /&gt;So we started talking, "getttin known &lt;br /&gt;Zhao: Time Consuming, so we can build &lt;br /&gt;Communications, intelligence or &lt;br /&gt;As to be in the future, we &lt;br /&gt;All this sounds so sweet dude &lt;br /&gt;I do not know I was in for a treat &lt;br /&gt;After this is established, everything is cool &lt;br /&gt;The end of the trip, she returned to school &lt;br /&gt;I see you every day as the band &lt;br /&gt;I call him all the time, it seems to that the problem is brevin ' &lt;br /&gt;I called, brought against a person, and when I called again &lt;br /&gt;I said, "Yeah, why?" "Oh, he is a friend" &lt;br /&gt;Not me, that does not even give me &lt;br /&gt;Property Torah, bankruptsi &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you need, but said he was merely a friend &lt;br /&gt;And you said he was only a friend, oh baby &lt;br /&gt;What you need, but said he was merely a friend &lt;br /&gt;But he said it was the only friend, oh baby &lt;br /&gt;What you need, but said he was merely a friend &lt;br /&gt;But you, that was just a friend &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went to visit his surprise at the University of &lt;br /&gt;See my girl, so good &lt;br /&gt;This is a day of school, I know how &lt;br /&gt;Over the first semester &lt;br /&gt;I went door to claim Blocks &lt;br /&gt;This guy made me fill out forms &lt;br /&gt;He told me where I am on my way &lt;br /&gt;See my baby doll, I am pleased to announce that &lt;br /&gt;I arrrived previous quarter &lt;br /&gt;Yeah, can you tell me where that door? &lt;br /&gt;Found there, when I &lt;br /&gt;I do not think in this case &lt;br /&gt;I was in the room, the door &lt;br /&gt;Oh, no! What do you think I look like? &lt;br /&gt;Girl kissing boy in my mouth, &lt;br /&gt;I Shocked my heart to the South &lt;br /&gt;So please listen to my messages &lt;br /&gt;Once with a girl, she just friends&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-8611825216164370098?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/8611825216164370098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=8611825216164370098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/8611825216164370098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/8611825216164370098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2011/02/buz-markies-just-friend.html' title='Biz Markie&apos;s Just A Friend'/><author><name>Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035241929310161095</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-7416356.post-2946940954656794066</id><published>2011-02-10T08:37:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T08:41:49.970-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><title type='text'>A Whirlwind</title><content type='html'>My dreams last night where very vivid, but I can't remember most of it now.  As follows:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I was a partisan for the socialists in the Spanish Civil War and helped instigate it.  It took place on two city blocks that were enclosed in a warehouse.  I tried to flee to Argentina, which was through an opening) but stayed until we won.  I stabbed a guy in the gut at his request.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I was in some school and don't remember much.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I was with my rugby team at work in the shop.  The shop was enormous and my father's old partner was leading us.  I remember arguing with him.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then I was attacking people on a suburban street that ended in a mall entrance.  I threatened them with a sawed-off shotgun.  I only had two shells left.  I did shoot two people that tried to leave and then a dog someone sent upon me.  I climbed a fence with one strand of barbed wire on it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't say I remember anything else.&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/7416356-2946940954656794066?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/2946940954656794066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=2946940954656794066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/2946940954656794066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/2946940954656794066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2011/02/whirlwind.html' title='A Whirlwind'/><author><name>Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035241929310161095</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-7416356.post-3713865077140756786</id><published>2011-01-31T20:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T20:14:09.444-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>Got No Direction</title><content type='html'>I'm happily sitting here with my glass of absinthe, playing solitaire on my computer and listening to my 1,788 favorite songs on iTunes through my headphones when &lt;a href="http://www.lyricsmania.com/titus_andronicus_lyrics_titus_andronicus.html"&gt;this song comes on&lt;/a&gt;.  I'd sing to it, buy my roommate is deathly tired and I have a terrible voice.  Anyway, the song reminded me why I just can't accept the world as it is handed to me.  Not that it's a bad place, just that it could be so much better.  Rejection isn't cynical, at least it isn't inherently.  The Tunisian and Egyptian protestors aren't pessimists.  Well, they're pessimists in that they don't believe in the status quo.  But they've rejected it and looked for something better.  It's amazing why shit circumstances will bring you to do.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, this is why I find more rebellion in Fats Domino than I do Motley Crue.  Fats has more life and joy.  Motley Crue is pure hedonism.  Fine, but so is masturbation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, fuck it, I'm putting &lt;a href="http://www.slate.com/id/2281146/"&gt;two spaces after my fucking sentences&lt;/a&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/7416356-3713865077140756786?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/3713865077140756786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=3713865077140756786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/3713865077140756786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/3713865077140756786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2011/01/got-no-direction.html' title='Got No Direction'/><author><name>Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035241929310161095</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-7416356.post-1775902509727616167</id><published>2011-01-26T15:13:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T15:23:06.573-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bio'/><title type='text'>Bio #16: Rob</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMN7R5nV21Q/TUCQm47_HlI/AAAAAAAAAAc/tTvB70DTAZA/s1600/shari%2Bedit.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meet Rob:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMN7R5nV21Q/TUCOmnUEGEI/AAAAAAAAAAU/DXVznDk2ILc/s1600/86523648_XS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMN7R5nV21Q/TUCOmnUEGEI/AAAAAAAAAAU/DXVznDk2ILc/s400/86523648_XS.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566605933469243458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rob plays point guard on his rec team "The Liquor Pigs" albeit infrequently as he gets injured regularly. One time while going in for a lay-up,he sneezed and then proceeded to slip on his own snot. He still catches every game, cheering on the sideline with the Liquor Pigs' number one fan, Susan. As you can see, Susan has narcolepsy:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMN7R5nV21Q/TUCQm47_HlI/AAAAAAAAAAc/tTvB70DTAZA/s400/shari%2Bedit.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566608137223347794" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 299px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/7416356-1775902509727616167?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/1775902509727616167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=1775902509727616167' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/1775902509727616167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/1775902509727616167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2011/01/bio-16-rob.html' title='Bio #16: Rob'/><author><name>Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035241929310161095</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/_RMN7R5nV21Q/TUCOmnUEGEI/AAAAAAAAAAU/DXVznDk2ILc/s72-c/86523648_XS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-7242631526671546709</id><published>2011-01-26T14:59:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T15:11:10.354-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='genetics'/><title type='text'>Restless Leg?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;A couple of months ago, I found a &lt;a href="http://www.23andme.com/"&gt;discounted offer to get my DNA sequenced&lt;/a&gt;. A couple of days ago, my results were ready. Since this give me a lot of material to blather about, I'll make it a series of posts.  Well, a series if I get around to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The fist thing that stuck out was I have a moderately decreased risk (&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;From 0.66 to 0.41 times typical odds)&lt;/span&gt; for obsessive-compulsive disorder. D'oh. However, I have a slightly increased chance (up to 1.49 times typical odds) of alcohol dependence. Evidently they didn't take my state of residence into mind. On the flip side, I have only typical odds of alcohol withdrawal seizures and do not have alcohol flush reaction. Peachy! One last note on alcohol, I am unlikely to taste certain bitter flavors. That explains why my friends complain about some of my beer choices.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The last thing I'll say today is that I have the wet type of earwax, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_sMm-nYsmx4"&gt;not the flaky white stuff&lt;/a&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/7416356-7242631526671546709?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/7242631526671546709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=7242631526671546709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/7242631526671546709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/7242631526671546709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2011/01/restless-leg.html' title='Restless Leg?'/><author><name>Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035241929310161095</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-7416356.post-7011934958712944674</id><published>2011-01-14T11:20:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T11:29:10.859-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><title type='text'>A Head Cold Makes Vivid Dreams</title><content type='html'>The last couple of nights have produced vivid dreams with my friends helping me out.  Wednesday night, Michael and Shari helped me out with something.  The dream stuck with me all day, but I can't remember it right now.  Last night's dream had me on the Isthmus with Kyle and Nancy.  They were very picky about where they parked.  The cool thing was they helped me tote around my newly bought goats.  I had three, but couldn't keep them all in the city, so I gave up two to some goat rescue in the county.  The one I kept I called Old Scratch.  That was pretty awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-7011934958712944674?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/7011934958712944674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=7011934958712944674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/7011934958712944674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/7011934958712944674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2011/01/head-cold-makes-vivid-dreams.html' title='A Head Cold Makes Vivid Dreams'/><author><name>Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035241929310161095</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-7416356.post-7725239387625037900</id><published>2010-12-28T08:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T08:39:01.644-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='findings on the web'/><title type='text'>Needle Nose Ned</title><content type='html'>Start your morning with Steven Tobolowski:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xkW_ZkMtmlQ"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xkW_ZkMtmlQ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-7725239387625037900?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/7725239387625037900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=7725239387625037900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/7725239387625037900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/7725239387625037900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2010/12/needle-nose-ned.html' title='Needle Nose Ned'/><author><name>Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035241929310161095</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-7416356.post-3338230555536313963</id><published>2010-12-14T20:21:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T20:23:00.756-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='findings on the web'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Strange Wisconsin'/><title type='text'>Behold!</title><content type='html'>The toughest badger of them all!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/c81bcjyfn6U?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/c81bcjyfn6U?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Honey_badger"&gt;Too bad it's not really a badger.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-3338230555536313963?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/3338230555536313963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=3338230555536313963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/3338230555536313963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/3338230555536313963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2010/12/behold.html' title='Behold!'/><author><name>Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035241929310161095</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-7416356.post-154452303493777283</id><published>2010-12-14T12:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T12:48:00.833-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='findings on the web'/><title type='text'>I'm Not a Violent Man....</title><content type='html'>.... but I love watching zombies die!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=afcWyJhsBXo&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=afcWyJhsBXo&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-154452303493777283?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/154452303493777283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=154452303493777283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/154452303493777283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/154452303493777283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2010/12/im-not-violent-man.html' title='I&apos;m Not a Violent Man....'/><author><name>Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035241929310161095</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-7416356.post-4255182044200805858</id><published>2010-12-10T14:41:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T14:44:33.446-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Department of Orwell</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I've long thought it ridiculous that the Department of War was renamed the Department of Defense.  &lt;a href="http://www.economist.com/blogs/democracyinamerica/2010/12/accuracy_names"&gt;It's time to rename it&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.5pt;line-height:115%;font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;"&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The fact that this militarist spin is 60 years old doesn't make it any less biased. I think it would be entirely responsible, neutral and accurate to take the word "defence" out of the non-sports lexicon. If the government won't go back to the Department of War, the least we could do is stop actively participating in this Orwellian farce in which the invasion of Iraq is carried out by the Department of Defence. Call it military spending. That's what it is. Anyone who's confident that fighting a war is a good idea should have the guts to call it by its proper name.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-4255182044200805858?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/4255182044200805858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=4255182044200805858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/4255182044200805858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/4255182044200805858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2010/12/department-of-orwell.html' title='Department of Orwell'/><author><name>Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035241929310161095</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-7416356.post-8667251646927394984</id><published>2010-10-20T08:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T08:33:14.099-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><title type='text'>In Trouble</title><content type='html'>First I remember Shari throwing a grenade into a building across the street and it imploded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I was crossing the border from Canada into the US and was pulled aside. &amp;nbsp;I had a bunch of crap in my car. &amp;nbsp;The contraband kept changing and was gold bars at one point. &amp;nbsp;Somehow I made it through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't remember much more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-8667251646927394984?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/8667251646927394984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=8667251646927394984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/8667251646927394984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/8667251646927394984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2010/10/in-trouble.html' title='In Trouble'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-5951824049169477568</id><published>2010-09-28T14:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T14:05:52.584-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop culture'/><title type='text'>Toki Wartooth Not a Bumblebee</title><content type='html'>My &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dethklok#Toki_Wartooth"&gt;favorite fictional Norwegian&lt;/a&gt; has returned to the air:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/TKI8ZWxD2MI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/O0mBxTD5vVM/s1600/toki.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/TKI8ZWxD2MI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/O0mBxTD5vVM/s1600/toki.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-5951824049169477568?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/5951824049169477568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=5951824049169477568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/5951824049169477568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/5951824049169477568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2010/09/toki-wartooth-not-bumblebee.html' title='Toki Wartooth Not a Bumblebee'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/TKI8ZWxD2MI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/O0mBxTD5vVM/s72-c/toki.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-6162277311005106860</id><published>2010-09-16T08:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T08:35:26.612-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><title type='text'>Burning Down the House</title><content type='html'>This will be a bit incoherent... wait, all my dreams are incoherent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in East Towne Mall except that &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Progressive_Field"&gt;Jacob's Field&lt;/a&gt; was there. &amp;nbsp;The entrance had wood paneling and old furniture. &amp;nbsp;My cousin was there, too. &amp;nbsp;For some reason, a few of us decided to burn it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I was in there with old clocks, chairs, and tables. &amp;nbsp;This part is a bit fuzzy, but I know we trashed a room and piled the furniture together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I was back in East Towne and it had something to do with a Stephen King novel, one he didn't write in real life. &amp;nbsp;It had demons and such. &amp;nbsp;Then I was running from some robot with other robots. &amp;nbsp;Then another clock was there and some store display in the middle of the mall. &amp;nbsp;I can't decipher much except an Asian woman help me escape.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-6162277311005106860?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/6162277311005106860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=6162277311005106860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/6162277311005106860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/6162277311005106860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2010/09/burning-down-house.html' title='Burning Down the House'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-284647704217871092</id><published>2010-08-04T20:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T20:59:45.157-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bio'/><title type='text'>Bio #15: Jean</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Meet Jean:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/TFoZzaiGEfI/AAAAAAAAAQk/y564mVNBjlg/s1600/carriebebris_color.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/TFoZzaiGEfI/AAAAAAAAAQk/y564mVNBjlg/s320/carriebebris_color.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Jean is regional manager of a temp-to-hire firm in Topeka, Kansas. &amp;nbsp;She has three acrylic awards on her desk and always has her Ziggy coffee cup in hand. &amp;nbsp;She was given the coffee mug in 1989 by her band director as a graduating gift. &amp;nbsp;She met her husband, Charles "Chip" Reynolds in her college band. &amp;nbsp;"Chip" sells office supplies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-284647704217871092?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/284647704217871092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=284647704217871092' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/284647704217871092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/284647704217871092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2010/08/bio-15-jean.html' title='Bio #15: Jean'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/TFoZzaiGEfI/AAAAAAAAAQk/y564mVNBjlg/s72-c/carriebebris_color.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-1002240561360016969</id><published>2010-08-04T10:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T10:03:12.875-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>Enough!</title><content type='html'>I haven't experienced the 90+ degree days yet this summer, but it's been 80+ about 90% of the time. &amp;nbsp;I just don't like the heat. &amp;nbsp;I think my parents lied and I was actually born on the coldest day in January of 1974. &amp;nbsp;The best night's sleep I have have in a year is the night the heat breaks. &amp;nbsp;I sleep like a baby then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon... so very soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-1002240561360016969?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/1002240561360016969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=1002240561360016969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/1002240561360016969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/1002240561360016969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2010/08/enough.html' title='Enough!'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-363652034317694775</id><published>2010-07-15T15:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T15:21:44.589-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='findings on the web'/><title type='text'>Um, Ok</title><content type='html'>I write like this guy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background: #F7F7F7; border: 2px solid #ddd; color: #555555; font: 20px/1.2 Arial,sans-serif; overflow: auto; padding: 5px; width: 380px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s.iwl.me/w.png" style="float: right;" width="120" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: 1px solid #eee; padding: 20px; text-shadow: #fff 0 1px;"&gt;I write like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://iwl.me/w/b3a26720" style="color: #698b22; font-size: 30px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Stephen King&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #888888; font-size: 11px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I Write Like&lt;/em&gt; by Mémoires, &lt;a href="http://www.codingrobots.com/memoires/" style="color: #888888;"&gt;Mac journal software&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://iwl.me/" style="background: #FFFFE0; color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Analyze your writing!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was &lt;a href="http://tietje1815.blogspot.com/2006/04/death-of-party.html"&gt;based on this post.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe this guy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background: #F7F7F7; border: 2px solid #ddd; color: #555555; font: 20px/1.2 Arial,sans-serif; overflow: auto; padding: 5px; width: 380px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s.iwl.me/w.png" style="float: right;" width="120" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: 1px solid #eee; padding: 20px; text-shadow: #fff 0 1px;"&gt;I write like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://iwl.me/w/d760c1b4" style="color: #698b22; font-size: 30px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;James Joyce&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #888888; font-size: 11px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I Write Like&lt;/em&gt; by Mémoires, &lt;a href="http://www.codingrobots.com/memoires/" style="color: #888888;"&gt;Mac journal software&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://iwl.me/" style="background: #FFFFE0; color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Analyze your writing!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://tietje1815.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-think-i-saw-george-clooney.html"&gt;Based on this post.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-363652034317694775?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/363652034317694775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=363652034317694775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/363652034317694775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/363652034317694775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2010/07/um-ok.html' title='Um, Ok'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-8557166541588380717</id><published>2010-07-15T14:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T14:25:29.011-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>The Hobo from Norway</title><content type='html'>A little bit of history from the 1880 Census.  This has been family lore, but is now official!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/TD9gD0vdxsI/AAAAAAAAAQc/VDtb9cZ1_5w/s1600/To+Lazy+To+Work.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/TD9gD0vdxsI/AAAAAAAAAQc/VDtb9cZ1_5w/s320/To+Lazy+To+Work.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I guess my great-great grandmother answered for my great-grandfather and she wasn't to happy with his unemployment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-8557166541588380717?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/8557166541588380717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=8557166541588380717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/8557166541588380717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/8557166541588380717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2010/07/hobo-from-norway.html' title='The Hobo from Norway'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/TD9gD0vdxsI/AAAAAAAAAQc/VDtb9cZ1_5w/s72-c/To+Lazy+To+Work.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-5596814808186913573</id><published>2010-07-08T09:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T09:16:16.840-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Strange Wisconsin'/><title type='text'>Martians In G-Strings Maybe?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.channel3000.com/news/24170365/detail.html"&gt;Maybe his erection is also an antenna?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;A 50-year-old man is facing multiple charges after allegedly crashing his car into a strip club on East Washington Avenue in Madison on Tuesday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Police said Keith Rasmussen, 50, of Racine, was asked to leave Vision's Night Club after he vomited in the VIP area. Rasmussen got in his SUV in the parking lot, put it in reverse and slammed it into the front of the building, authorities said. A witness told police he and a woman had to jump out of the way to avoid being hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After hitting the building, Rasmussen's vehicle jumped the curb and drove down East Washington at a high rate of speed, according to police. A concerned citizen called 911 after seeing Rasmussen's SUV pull into a parking lot at a high speed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When police made contact with Rasmussen in the parking lot, they asked him how he was doing. Rasmussen said, "Not good," but he had "seen some nice strippers." Police said Rasmussen then denied driving the SUV, telling police Martians helped get him to his current location.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-5596814808186913573?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/5596814808186913573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=5596814808186913573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/5596814808186913573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/5596814808186913573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2010/07/martians-in-g-strings-maybe.html' title='Martians In G-Strings Maybe?'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-7755040799824026372</id><published>2010-07-03T14:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T14:25:46.631-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Jig Has Been Up for Awhile</title><content type='html'>I really hoped that Obama would begin the decommissioning of the American Empire.  I never thought that he would take a giant step in that direction, but he would apply the brakes to it's expansion.  Tragically, he's under the same delusion as his predecessor.  Afghans want self-determination and no amount of schools, vaccines or roads will change that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The tragedy of this reality is that it would have taken no highly classified intelligence data or deeply penetrating brain power to predict its occurrence. A week’s reading at the local library about the occupations of Afghanistan by Alexander the Great, the British Empire and the Soviet Union shows each empire was sooner or later defeated and evicted—Alexander lasted longest because he built Greek colonies—by the most basic Afghan trait which has been transparently and overwhelmingly dominant since the 4th century B.C.: Afghans refuse to tolerate foreign occupation and rule.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The full article is &lt;a HREF="http://the-diplomat.com/2010/07/01/why-west-lost-afghan-war/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-7755040799824026372?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/7755040799824026372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=7755040799824026372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/7755040799824026372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/7755040799824026372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2010/07/jig-has-been-up-for-awhile.html' title='The Jig Has Been Up for Awhile'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-4433382249348337585</id><published>2010-06-29T08:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T08:18:08.278-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><title type='text'>Off to South America</title><content type='html'>This dream is a bit muddled, but it started at the park where I played my little league games.  My game was in what looked like a dugout (just not dugout) with a roof and all.  The whole game was played in there and our pitcher was terrible.  The other team kept running past him to first, and only, base and then back home.  We inevitably lost and our (random dream) coach was pissed.  I asked him why we played on a partial field and he didn't answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I was at a ballpark watching the Brewers play the Astros/Cubs as the opponent switched back an forth.  The Brewers were ahead.  The ballpark looked like it could hold maybe 5,000 people and most of the stands were behind the outfield.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I was at my old elementary school in Sun Prairie.  There was an evil(?) black car about two feet long and a good red convertible one.  Then Lady Gaga was being interviewed while sitting on the red car.  She had dark hair that looked like a wig but didn't turn out to be one.  She didn't look like the real Lady Gaga.  Then some evil spirit told the black car to stop and got out a truck with a back hoe although the back how looked more like a clamping digger.  The truck then trenched around the playground looking for a body.  Then I was in the car with Lady Gaga chasing the black truck to stop it.  We ran it over a few times and then headed off to South America.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-4433382249348337585?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/4433382249348337585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=4433382249348337585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/4433382249348337585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/4433382249348337585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2010/06/off-to-south-america.html' title='Off to South America'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-8282216972840878231</id><published>2010-06-16T14:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T14:38:42.078-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='translation'/><title type='text'>A Sore Bakery</title><content type='html'>In about 1992, this song was everywhere.  Now, I shall butcher it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;You can tell the world you never was my girl&lt;br /&gt;You can burn my clothes when I'm gone&lt;br /&gt;Or you can tell your friends just what a fool I've been&lt;br /&gt;And laugh and joke about me on the phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can tell my arms to go back onto the phone&lt;br /&gt;You can tell my feet to hit the floor&lt;br /&gt;Or you can tell my lilps to tell my fingertips&lt;br /&gt;They won't be reaching out for you no more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don't tell my heart, my achy breaky heart&lt;br /&gt;I just don't think it'd understand&lt;br /&gt;And if you tell my heart, my achy breaky heart&lt;br /&gt;He might blow up and kill this man&lt;br /&gt;Ooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can tell your ma I moved to Arkansas&lt;br /&gt;Or you can tell your dog to bite my leg&lt;br /&gt;Or tell your brother Cliff who's fist can tell my lips&lt;br /&gt;He never really liked me anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh tell your Aunt Louise, tell anything you please&lt;br /&gt;Myself already knows that I'm okay&lt;br /&gt;Oh you can tell my eyes to watch out for my mind&lt;br /&gt;It might be walking out on me today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don't tell my heart, my achy breaky heart&lt;br /&gt;I just don't think it'd understand&lt;br /&gt;And if you tell my heart, my achy breaky heart&lt;br /&gt;He might blow up and kill this man&lt;br /&gt;Ooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don't tell my heart, my achy breaky heart&lt;br /&gt;I just don't think it'd understand&lt;br /&gt;And if you tell my heart, my achy breaky heart&lt;br /&gt;He might blow up and kill this man&lt;br /&gt;Ooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell my heart, my achy breaky heart&lt;br /&gt;He might blow up and kill this man&lt;br /&gt;Ooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell my heart, my achy breaky heart&lt;br /&gt;He might blow up and kill this man&lt;br /&gt;Ooo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;English to Irish to Persian to Chinese to Dutch to Japanese to English&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;You are my world girl I have never&lt;br /&gt;You have my clothes, I walked Wright&lt;br /&gt;You can tell your friends, I'm stupid&lt;br /&gt;Smile is a joke, my cell phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To recover your lost my phone&lt;br /&gt;You touch the floor of my mouth&lt;br /&gt;You are asked to tell my fingers to lilps&lt;br /&gt;They are not available to you no longer have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But do not tell my heart, my heart is sore Bakery&lt;br /&gt;I do not understand what&lt;br /&gt;If you tell my heart, my heart is sore Bakery&lt;br /&gt;This can kill a human blast&lt;br /&gt;Port&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You me and said you can go to Arkansas to learn&lt;br /&gt;In addition to teach your own dog bit me&lt;br /&gt;Ken can you please tell me who's lip brother Cliff&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, very nice for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, your Aunt Louise, all&lt;br /&gt;I can now I know&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you think of me Please tell me my eyes&lt;br /&gt;This to me can happen to go today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But do not tell my heart, my heart is sore Bakery&lt;br /&gt;I do not understand what&lt;br /&gt;If you tell my heart, my heart is sore Bakery&lt;br /&gt;This can kill a human blast&lt;br /&gt;Port&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But do not tell my heart, my heart is sore Bakery&lt;br /&gt;I do not understand what&lt;br /&gt;If you tell my heart, my heart is sore Bakery&lt;br /&gt;This can kill a human blast&lt;br /&gt;Port&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will my mind, break my tender heart&lt;br /&gt;This can kill a human blast&lt;br /&gt;Port&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will my mind, break my tender heart&lt;br /&gt;This can kill a human blast&lt;br /&gt;Port&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-8282216972840878231?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-5368047895836957304</id><published>2010-06-14T08:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T08:50:22.661-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>Women With Women?</title><content type='html'>Hmmm... maybe the bible isn't so homophobic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruth 1:15-18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 15 Then she said, "Behold, your sister-in-law has gone back to her people and her gods; return after your sister-in-law."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 16 But Ruth said, "Do not urge me to leave you or turn back from following you; for where you go, I will go, and where you lodge, I will lodge. Your people shall be my people, and your God, my God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 17 "Where you die, I will die, and there I will be buried. Thus may the LORD do to me, and worse, if anything but death parts you and me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 18 When she saw that she was determined to go with her, she said no more to her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-5368047895836957304?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/5368047895836957304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=5368047895836957304' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/5368047895836957304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/5368047895836957304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2010/06/women-with-women.html' title='Women With Women?'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-8706173261251925934</id><published>2010-06-08T12:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T12:33:10.305-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Doctor Mengele Would Be Proud</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://andrewsullivan.theatlantic.com/the_daily_dish/2010/06/illegal-experimentation.html"&gt;This entry&lt;/a&gt; shows exactly why we need a comprehensive investigation into torturing during the Bush years.  I can't even say if it has stopped as we are still involved all over the world doing the same thing under Obama that we did under Bush.  The only difference is that Obama doesn't have to start anything as the last administration provided enough to keep the security establishment going for years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there was careful measuring of methods and effects, this isn't a few bad apples but institutionalized war crimes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-8706173261251925934?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/8706173261251925934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=8706173261251925934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/8706173261251925934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/8706173261251925934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2010/06/doctor-mengele-would-be-proud.html' title='Doctor Mengele Would Be Proud'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-5694925201214122045</id><published>2010-05-30T12:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T12:49:03.323-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='findings on the web'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='optimism'/><title type='text'>As It Should Be</title><content type='html'>Sometimes things &lt;a href="http://sports.espn.go.com/espn/news/story?id=5218228"&gt;just work out better&lt;/a&gt;.  A softball team playing a brand new one with little equipment and no experience stops the game and uses the time to help out the new team.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-5694925201214122045?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/5694925201214122045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=5694925201214122045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/5694925201214122045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/5694925201214122045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2010/05/as-it-should-be.html' title='As It Should Be'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-4198283271235382823</id><published>2010-05-28T12:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T12:32:38.834-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='translation'/><title type='text'>Future Before!</title><content type='html'>Here's Wikipedia's plot description of Back to the Future put through the grinder:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English to Indoneisan to Bulgarian to Swahili to Albanian to Portugese to Urdu to English&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hill Valley Party McFly boy, lived in California. Lorraine, his father, George, harassment continued and the head thrown Tana, and his mother, an alcoholic's drinking problem. A friend and scientist Dr. Emmett October 25, 1985 for "doctor" Brown, (twin) at 1:15 in the fight against money asked to meet. Party and his school band playing test, but was refused. Part girlfriend, Jennifer Parker, a rock musician to be taken to implement his dream. During dinner, Lorraine and George told him that they love, when his father was destroyed car.&lt;br /&gt;McFly at home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor as part of planning meetings. Dr. DeLorean DMC 12 - The power of plutonium that they say 1.21 gigawatts flux capacitor device created by the change in power machine displays "road doctor after reaching 88 miles per scheduled trip points. Hr but Before the future doctor, Libyan terrorists, from whom he stole plutonium can travel in 25 years. was found with a gun tried to escape DeLorean party, but. process, per hour 88 km) and deep rate reached in 1955.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1955, George father ran the party's youth. George if dad's car and Lorraine, his party pushed away from the road and love will be affected. The result, the non-emotional about Lorraine George. Interference and is part of flirtations, and lets you think of Dr. Party's future and in 1985 asked his help again. The doctor is also the fact that the machine needs time power 1.21 gigawatts, Turkish party was surprised by that amount of electrical energy as the only source of opportunity. Is part of the court will strike the clocktower power next Saturday from 22:04 remember. The doctor also said the party has been prevented from meeting his parents. He said that the party with them, or ever will exist no way to search.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lorraine George plan to save part of that party a night light in the development of sex "Sea Magic" Dancing Under the school. But suddenly they were hit on a part of development, Lorraine by Army out of the car. Lorraine George came to save the party wanted, but found the effect. Hit and George, George, but a shot in the face of expansion bowed. Lorraine defeated by George W. dance floor, where he first kissed the party to ensure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, the party in 1985 that killed a doctor warn letter was sent, but the doctor read the newspaper without anger, because any change in the future. 1985 at 22:04 blitzkrieg failed to back the decision. However, it bullet, doctors late to stop, but found that she was wearing a vest and he acknowledged that antiplumb paper collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Party's doctor in the future leave the car at home fell. Part is that I woke up this morning to get home and family because the family is very good in the last class families. Lorena is physically fit, and science fiction writer George courage and auto beat, under which George had success this time. Party and met Jennifer, Dr. Solomon), then the category for children with emphasis on this in future. The car belonged to update, and future hovercar now spreading....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-4198283271235382823?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/4198283271235382823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=4198283271235382823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/4198283271235382823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/4198283271235382823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2010/05/future-before.html' title='Future Before!'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-4108381683552239906</id><published>2010-05-28T12:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T12:21:41.536-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='translation'/><title type='text'>Our National Anthem!</title><content type='html'>I included the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Star-Spangled_Banner"&gt;lesser known verses&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English to French to Irish to Persian to Norwegian to Chinese to American!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Ah! You said that early morning light&lt;br /&gt;As we all know, our pride what is good in the past dusk&lt;br /&gt;Stripes are spacious and bright stars in the fight against dangerous&lt;br /&gt;High ramp art, we have seen so bravely picked up the traffic?&lt;br /&gt;Red glare and missiles, bombs exploded in the air,&lt;br /&gt;Through the night to prove that the sign still exists;&lt;br /&gt;Ah! Stars and Stripes wave that has not yet&lt;br /&gt;In the land of the free and brave at home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, you can see mist from the abyss&lt;br /&gt;As proud host of the enemy's slow death&lt;br /&gt;What is a breeze, over the sharp,&lt;br /&gt;As reflected and embedded, half discloses?&lt;br /&gt;We met the first light of dawn&lt;br /&gt;Full glory reflected now in the conversation:&lt;br /&gt;"It's Stars and Stripes, oh, long waves&lt;br /&gt;In the land of the free and brave family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And where there is a contempt oath&lt;br /&gt;Chaos and confusion of war fighting&lt;br /&gt;If forced to leave their homes, our country is no longer!&lt;br /&gt;Their blood, she is not dirty.&lt;br /&gt;No shelter save-employed and the slave&lt;br /&gt;Fear of flying or severe depression:&lt;br /&gt;The Stars and Stripes flag victory&lt;br /&gt;In the land of the free and brave family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah! If not, are free to&lt;br /&gt;Home suddenly from heart and destruction of war!&lt;br /&gt;Unique victory and peace, save the planet sky&lt;br /&gt;Praise the power is retained and made a part of our country.&lt;br /&gt;When we win when our ideals,&lt;br /&gt;This is our motto: "Our God is our trust."&lt;br /&gt;And Stars and Stripes wave in triumph&lt;br /&gt;In the land of the free and brave at home!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-4108381683552239906?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/4108381683552239906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=4108381683552239906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/4108381683552239906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/4108381683552239906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2010/05/our-national-anthem.html' title='Our National Anthem!'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-6711126634505460565</id><published>2010-05-20T15:29:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T15:34:25.792-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='translation'/><title type='text'>Ejaculates in Dubai</title><content type='html'>Just passing time.  The original is &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Debbie_Does_Dallas"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English to Afrikaans to French to Persian to Norwegian to English:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debbie Benton cheerleading team captain of his high school for girls in Texas, and samples were allowed. His parents disapproved, but refused to pay the price in Texas. In an effort to help Dubai, decided cheerleader friend, Lisa, Roberta, Tommy, Pat and Annie to follow him to Texas. Their two weeks, the amount collected, and swear to any sexual activity with your friends and form a company called "services" to provide assistance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy works at a local record store, run by Tony has done. Dubai jobs in the sporting goods store operated by Mr. Green. Roberta convince Mr. Hardwick's career with Ms. Hardwick give light shop. Rikki and Annie agree Laundry p. Bradley '&lt;br /&gt;Squad are angry at the lack of sex. Roberta boyfriend Rick and his buddies and join Roberta pet shower, where the group sex. While green sports shop owner in Dubai is the fact that Mr. Green to fondle her breasts at $ 20 has spoken to him for $ 20 sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realize they can earn enough to collect legal help Dubai is convinced other girls involved in sexual activity more money. They agreed, but only on their terms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roberta masturbated by Ms. Hardwick's lap. His sexual activity with 2 Mr and Mrs Hardwick, the company earnings. Rikki and Annie to Mr. Bradley, his car. Mr. Bradley was not home, but so far the car anyway. If Mr. Bradley came home, he asked them to dry their wet clothes. They dress him for $ 10 each. They call him oral, anal sex is done with you, Annie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Library flirting with Dana Biddle, librarian. His team tried to visit a girlfriend to have sex with him. Fellatio him, but it was taken by Mr. Biddle. This allows him to slap her to prevent her parents to tell. Hamilton and his friend from the tennis club Ashly in the sauna after playing tennis, Hamilton, and persuaded him to perform oral sex while Lisa Ashly need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sign Shop Toni Tommy progress in order to avoid what they attain Lisa has been registered in the store. Tony Lisa provides: "nothing" and she began to fellate him, and close to Tommy, Tommy, and his chest ejaculates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dubai cowgirl clothes that "Texas" and see the green in the store after work. Fellatio him, when he entered her vagina with his finger cunnilingus and him. Once they become sexually active, for the first time in the doggy style position and quantity, as Dubai is located. Their missionary position ended before Mr. Green ejaculates in Dubai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-6711126634505460565?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/6711126634505460565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=6711126634505460565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/6711126634505460565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/6711126634505460565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2010/05/ejaculates-in-dubai.html' title='Ejaculates in Dubai'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-1247401183418392851</id><published>2010-05-20T15:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T15:18:54.906-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='translation'/><title type='text'>The Story of the Dude</title><content type='html'>The &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_big_lebowski"&gt;Wikipedia article&lt;/a&gt; put through the ringer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English to Dutch to Persian to Macedonian to Irish to Thai to German to Filipino to English:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In September 1990, Jeff "dude" Lebowski back home, but two thugs claim to collect money to marry a man in a Lebowski, Jackie Horn is directly rude to plant. Using a control. Same will leave it. The amount of friend and bowling teammate Walter Sobchak (Goodman), he decides, dude compensation from the other Jeffrey Lebowski try days later, a bit of "Big" Lebowski refuse carts bound millionaire Lebowski dude dude tag next meeting (Reed ). Horny woman awards Lebowski.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next Big Lebowski, dude, it is clear that Bunny was kidnapped, he asked the officer. confirm the action of millions of dollars for a friend or reject the suspected kidnappers will replace the criminal. Later, a new set of criminal damaged his apartment unconscious dude When you call or change tags. Walter tried to change the redemption money to convince people to cheat, "the suitcase with dirty clothes Rbayndgan used disrespectful and friends, and Walter, filled with a million buyout last night dude stolen car with a full wallet. 'S Friends received A message from the daughter Big Lebowski is Maude. He agrees that the hiring six criminals who do not know his argument that small wooden label dude porn star Jackie Horn and Bunny could confirm suspicions were caught guess. borrow as a friend. Call back overseas when his father received illegal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Lebowski dude is the address, he was furious hand over money and wallet Rbayndgan dude, his legs Tags' s a friend sent a message after the car of a message by the middleware apartment Germany nihilists attack dude called the Li Adam. They were questioned and threatened, again as in the studio dude extortion, Maude as a German nihilists do not mark me. Friend gives your car from the police, and he failed to steal and Walter track called Young a confrontation with Larry is Larry Sellers and leave friends and Walter, no money or information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackie Horn Tree dude guilty of an apartment in Malibu Beach Tree. Ask a question about labels and money tree Horn of them fall into each recycling fund. Horn started on drugs and drink dude wake up the police car and friends. Senior police of Malibu. Monday taxi ride home Maude Lebowski, dude, she seduces the willingness of sexual conversation with Maude, dude, he discovered that the child is. But trying his hand at learning of all children. It also can be seen though. That money to his father did not die rich Maude Mae and money for charitable purposes only Flash family unravel, dude all of the project: When I heard that The Big Lebowski Bunny seizure as a reason for fraud in the program he used. Charity hijacking family problems, which he kept. Bag yourself an empty dude (who believe they are quickly stolen his vision) and change the subject to the kidnappers kill Bunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time it is. Clear kidnapped trick: While the tour is not on the label, nihilists (friend) in the amount of kidnappings announced to get money from her bathroom wife Hey, and Walter was a Big Lebowski, all tags are returned from the motherland town, Travel Big Lebowski. Version of events. Of course the display is a friend. And bowling with the team again in a car fire nihilists people. They want America. More than a million dollars. Monday to tell what they know to claim nihilist, nihilists, that money in his pocket, Walter, all three but managed nihilist aware of his teammates in the hospital with heart failure and death to win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Walter the cliffs and beaches is to disseminate the information. Walter emotional exchange Monday Show "fuck it dude. Go Bowling. Scabhat movie end with friends in the bowling and suspect involved in the story that the band may be a little Lebowski.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-1247401183418392851?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/1247401183418392851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=1247401183418392851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/1247401183418392851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/1247401183418392851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2010/05/story-of-dude.html' title='The Story of the Dude'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-9182802806411334223</id><published>2010-05-20T12:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T12:23:03.095-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='translation'/><title type='text'>L-O-L-A</title><content type='html'>Lola fared much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English to Danish to Greek to Korean to Serbian to English:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I met her at the club&lt;br /&gt;Down at the old SoHo&lt;br /&gt;Where to drink champagne,&lt;br /&gt;And that's just a taste&lt;br /&gt;Such as Cherry Coke&lt;br /&gt;It is a C, O L - Cox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She walked&lt;br /&gt;Dance is&lt;br /&gt;I asked her name&lt;br /&gt;The dark brown voice&lt;br /&gt;Lola said&lt;br /&gt;I l o - Lola&lt;br /&gt;La la la la Lola&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm not in the world&lt;br /&gt;More natural man&lt;br /&gt;But when I'm about press&lt;br /&gt;Almost broke his back&lt;br /&gt;Oh my Lola&lt;br /&gt;La la la la Lola&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm not a fool&lt;br /&gt;But I can not understand&lt;br /&gt;I walked like a woman, because&lt;br /&gt;I speak as a man&lt;br /&gt;Oh my Lola&lt;br /&gt;La la la la Lola&lt;br /&gt;La la la la Lola&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we drank champagne&lt;br /&gt;I played all night&lt;br /&gt;Bright lights down&lt;br /&gt;I'm&lt;br /&gt;She put me on my knees&lt;br /&gt;I said: 'Dear Boy&lt;br /&gt;He will not come home with me? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm not in the world&lt;br /&gt;Most passionate people&lt;br /&gt;But when I looked into her eyes&lt;br /&gt;I almost fell&lt;br /&gt;La la la la Lola Lola&lt;br /&gt;La la la la Lola&lt;br /&gt;La la la la Lola Lola&lt;br /&gt;La la la la Lola&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pressure Relief&lt;br /&gt;I went to the door&lt;br /&gt;Well, I fell to the floor&lt;br /&gt;I'm down on my knees&lt;br /&gt;So I was&lt;br /&gt;And me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, in this way&lt;br /&gt;I want to be&lt;br /&gt;And I always&lt;br /&gt;My Lola vaifor Sat&lt;br /&gt;La la la la Lola&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man woman&lt;br /&gt;Women and men are&lt;br /&gt;Is a combination of&lt;br /&gt;Confusion about&lt;br /&gt;Shocked the world&lt;br /&gt;In addition to Lola&lt;br /&gt;La la la la Lola&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm alone at home&lt;br /&gt;1 week ago&lt;br /&gt;I do not kiss&lt;br /&gt;Before her&lt;br /&gt;But Lola smiled&lt;br /&gt;It took me a hand&lt;br /&gt;I said: 'Dear Boy&lt;br /&gt;I said, "you'll make a man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm not in the world&lt;br /&gt;Most men men&lt;br /&gt;But I know that I&lt;br /&gt;I am glad people&lt;br /&gt;So Lo&lt;br /&gt;La la la la Lola&lt;br /&gt;La la la la Lola&lt;br /&gt;La la la la Lola Lola&lt;br /&gt;La la la la Lola&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-9182802806411334223?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/9182802806411334223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=9182802806411334223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/9182802806411334223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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N&lt;br /&gt;We hope that all&lt;br /&gt;Honey, we know the name&lt;br /&gt;This may be&lt;br /&gt;This may be&lt;br /&gt;To Make Money&lt;br /&gt;Our Patients&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forest&lt;br /&gt;Destroyed&lt;br /&gt;Watch signs, color, skin color, skin color, skin color, skin color, skin color, low, low, and not&lt;br /&gt;I see a lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Destroyed&lt;br /&gt;Stage&lt;br /&gt;Harder&lt;br /&gt;However, the number&lt;br /&gt;You sexy girl&lt;br /&gt;It is very difficult, please&lt;br /&gt;You can enjoy the bright lights&lt;br /&gt;However, no independent&lt;br /&gt;Forest&lt;br /&gt;Destroyed&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, I, my kite&lt;br /&gt;I will listen to messages&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Destroyed&lt;br /&gt;Bad Day&lt;br /&gt;An animal or any information about how to live&lt;br /&gt;Our forests&lt;br /&gt;If you want to see&lt;br /&gt;Finally, you have to buy&lt;br /&gt;This could be similar to&lt;br /&gt;However, this is not the best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forest&lt;br /&gt;Destroyed&lt;br /&gt;Watch signs, color, skin color, skin color, skin color, skin color, skin color, low, low, and not&lt;br /&gt;I think it's hard for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are not high&lt;br /&gt;Never has fallen so low, if you want to lose, so low that yes, ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Location&lt;br /&gt;Your child forest&lt;br /&gt;I want to die&lt;br /&gt;Forest&lt;br /&gt;Destroyed&lt;br /&gt;You see, skin color, skin color, skin color, skin color, skin color, skin color, color, Down Under, ex&lt;br /&gt;Forest&lt;br /&gt;Destroyed&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, I, I, my serpentine&lt;br /&gt;Tree&lt;br /&gt;Destroyed&lt;br /&gt;You see, skin color, skin color, skin color, skin color, skin color, skin color, color, Down Under, ex&lt;br /&gt;For forest&lt;br /&gt;Destroyed&lt;br /&gt;Using the clock&lt;br /&gt;It brings down!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-3569576706349884057?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/3569576706349884057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=3569576706349884057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/3569576706349884057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/3569576706349884057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2010/05/our-game-n.html' title='Our Game N'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-4881545619619573160</id><published>2010-05-19T16:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T16:18:46.689-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='translation'/><title type='text'>Shaft Gets Good Gas Mileage!</title><content type='html'>Egnlish to Croatian to Danish to Maltese to Malay to Vietnamese to Ukranian to Czech to English&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;black private detective&lt;br /&gt;She Sex machine per gallon?&lt;br /&gt;Val!&lt;br /&gt;And damn right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is at risk of neck&lt;br /&gt;From your brother?&lt;br /&gt;Val!&lt;br /&gt;You menggalinya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In cats who are not police&lt;br /&gt;When there is danger?&lt;br /&gt;Val!&lt;br /&gt;Exactly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say this cat Shaft bad mother&lt;br /&gt;Neb!&lt;br /&gt;I say about''axis.&lt;br /&gt;Then we can use it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is difficult&lt;br /&gt;But nobody understands, but his wife&lt;br /&gt;John Shaft!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-4881545619619573160?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/4881545619619573160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=4881545619619573160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/4881545619619573160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/4881545619619573160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2010/05/shaft-gets-good-gas-mileage.html' title='Shaft Gets Good Gas Mileage!'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-8121959590936184715</id><published>2010-05-19T15:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T15:30:19.289-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='translation'/><title type='text'>Song of the Bear!</title><content type='html'>English to Georgian to Hebrew to Hindi to Russian to Romanian to Norwegian to Welsh to Catalan to English&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scooby-Doo, the bear, where are you?&lt;br /&gt;Today we have a job.&lt;br /&gt;Scooby-Doo, the bear, where are you?&lt;br /&gt;We need help now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Scooby Doo, I see you ... His face piece&lt;br /&gt;But rivers and me, because I see you're shaking and trembling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, we have a secret answer&lt;br /&gt;Scooby Doo is ready for action. [Scooby] doo Oh oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;No, wait!&lt;br /&gt;Scooby Doo, and you&lt;br /&gt;Scooby I think to go to breakfast!&lt;br /&gt;It's true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scooby-Doo, a bear, you're here.&lt;br /&gt;Are you ready and willing.&lt;br /&gt;If you want to Scooby Doo&lt;br /&gt;I know you still the villain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-8121959590936184715?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/8121959590936184715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=8121959590936184715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/8121959590936184715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/8121959590936184715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2010/05/song-of-bear.html' title='Song of the Bear!'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-8431778689739993506</id><published>2010-05-19T15:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T15:23:06.222-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='translation'/><title type='text'>SpongeBob!</title><content type='html'>Surprisingly, the SpongeBob part makes it through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English to Albanian to Irish to Indonesian to Perisan to Sawhili to English&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;What are you prepared for the children?&lt;br /&gt;Habita - Captain crying.&lt;br /&gt;I can hear you ...&lt;br /&gt;Habita - Captain cry!&lt;br /&gt;Oops! Lives in a pineapple under the sea?&lt;br /&gt;SpongeBob SquarePants!&lt;br /&gt;Absorbent and yellow barriers for the article!&lt;br /&gt;SpongeBob SquarePants!&lt;br /&gt;If you want something the size of the sea ...&lt;br /&gt;SpongeBob SquarePants!&lt;br /&gt;The deck and phlimp like fish!&lt;br /&gt;SpongeBob SquarePants!&lt;br /&gt;Ready?&lt;br /&gt;SpongeBob SquarePants! SpongeBob SquarePants! SpongeBob SquarePants!&lt;br /&gt;SpongeBob .... Square Pants! Haha.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-8431778689739993506?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/8431778689739993506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=8431778689739993506' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/8431778689739993506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/8431778689739993506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2010/05/spongebob.html' title='SpongeBob!'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-6628775827670461062</id><published>2010-05-16T22:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T22:04:52.527-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff i did'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>Life As It Is</title><content type='html'>It's kind of nice to finally use my laptop for the excuse I bought it for.  Speaking of, is anyone looking for a kick-ass laptop?  Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the "What the Fuck!?! Oh yeah, it's just Pat", I finished the original Degrassi series.  Yeah, it's hokie, but the characters were the same age that I was at the time.  The look of things was familiar with lots of big hair and mullets.  The only difference was instead of saying "ruht" and "fir", they said "aboot".  The complete series of Daria arrived this last week, so I'll dig through that to pass time and remember why I hate humanity, mostly because I can relate to a cartoon than most people.  On a more respectable note, I ordered the Modern Lovers album and Meat Puppets II on vinyl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louie has ennui and a black beard.  He could have an impacted digestive system or maybe I need to get a new UV light.  I'll take him into the vet this week.  If I get the same vet as when I took Leopold in, she'll think I'm a terrible owner.  Aaagghhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired, I'll post more tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-6628775827670461062?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/6628775827670461062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=6628775827670461062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/6628775827670461062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/6628775827670461062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2010/05/life-as-it-is.html' title='Life As It Is'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-4068205194967209338</id><published>2010-05-16T21:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T21:31:17.464-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='translation'/><title type='text'>Really, What Is It?</title><content type='html'>Faith No More's "Epic"&lt;br /&gt;English to Greek to French to Norwegian to Serbian to Swahili to English&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;You can feel, see and hear today?&lt;br /&gt;If you can, does not matter anyway&lt;br /&gt;I never understand, because that happens too fast&lt;br /&gt;And it is very good, is like walking on glass&lt;br /&gt;It is so cold, so-hop, so fine&lt;br /&gt;It is so stunning views of the sticks, and&lt;br /&gt;You can touch, smell, taste so sweet&lt;br /&gt;But there is no difference cuz you blow your legs off&lt;br /&gt;Have it all, but you can be&lt;br /&gt;Noise, "" blood, lying on the ground&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, correct, and you can do something more&lt;br /&gt;You need to share, to dare&lt;br /&gt;Then go and depreciation&lt;br /&gt;Have it all, but you can be&lt;br /&gt;It's your face, but you can not get&lt;br /&gt;He is alive, fear, lies, sin,&lt;br /&gt;It's magic, is a tragedy, a loss is a victory&lt;br /&gt;It's dark, damp, was bitter&lt;br /&gt;It is sad what happened is a disgrace&lt;br /&gt;Have it all, but you can be&lt;br /&gt;It's your face, but you can not get&lt;br /&gt;What?&lt;br /&gt;It&lt;br /&gt;What? ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-4068205194967209338?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-8854050218958147376</id><published>2010-05-13T12:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T12:49:58.495-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='translation'/><title type='text'>Safety Dance (aka I'm Bored at Work Today)</title><content type='html'>English to Afrikaans to Greek to Persian to Swahili to Slovak to English:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;We play like we wanted.&lt;br /&gt;You can leave your friends behind.&lt;br /&gt;Friends or play like me&lt;br /&gt;After the game, and&lt;br /&gt;This is not my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is said that we can and where we want.&lt;br /&gt;Where ever find.&lt;br /&gt;And we love this place.&lt;br /&gt;Just as true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can be anywhere we want.&lt;br /&gt;Where ever find.&lt;br /&gt;And we love this place.&lt;br /&gt;Come back, true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We, as we safari.&lt;br /&gt;The night is still young and I&lt;br /&gt;And we can dress music Meat&lt;br /&gt;Our hands and feet&lt;br /&gt;And you cry surprise victory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say we work as we want.&lt;br /&gt;If you do not know.&lt;br /&gt;And you act real gross&lt;br /&gt;A completely removed, and I act like an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Dance.&lt;br /&gt;We Dance.&lt;br /&gt;Everything is under control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Dance.&lt;br /&gt;We Dance.&lt;br /&gt;Are pool and swimming pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Dance.&lt;br /&gt;We Dance.&lt;br /&gt;See all of your hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Dance.&lt;br /&gt;We Dance.&lt;br /&gt;All Takin 'a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Safety Dance.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, safety dance.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, deaf safety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We play like we wanted.&lt;br /&gt;Right now, your life will be.&lt;br /&gt;Long as we abuse&lt;br /&gt;Atayapoteza never.&lt;br /&gt;Everything is working properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We play like we wanted.&lt;br /&gt;You can leave your friends behind.&lt;br /&gt;Friends or play like me&lt;br /&gt;After the game, and&lt;br /&gt;This is not my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say we play.&lt;br /&gt;We Dance.&lt;br /&gt;Everything is under control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Dance.&lt;br /&gt;We Dance.&lt;br /&gt;Are pole pole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Dance.&lt;br /&gt;We Dance.&lt;br /&gt;See all of your hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Dance.&lt;br /&gt;We Dance.&lt;br /&gt;All Takin 'a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance.&lt;br /&gt;Safety Dance.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the safety dance.&lt;br /&gt;Safety Dance.&lt;br /&gt;Let's dance safely.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, deaf safety.&lt;br /&gt;Safety Dance.&lt;br /&gt;Let's dance safely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Safety Dance ...&lt;br /&gt;Safety Dance ...&lt;br /&gt;Safety Dance ...&lt;br /&gt;Safety Dance!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-8854050218958147376?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/8854050218958147376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=8854050218958147376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/8854050218958147376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/8854050218958147376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2010/05/safety-dance-aka-im-bored-at-work-today.html' title='Safety Dance (aka I&apos;m Bored at Work Today)'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-5069097106411878009</id><published>2010-05-13T12:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T12:43:44.148-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sympathy for the Dyabl</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;English to Czech to Galician to Spanish to Turkish to Haitian Creole to English&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="long_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'" onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" style="background-color: white;" title="Tanpri, kite m prezante tèt mwen"&gt;Please, let me introduce myself&lt;br /&gt;I am a person's wealth and taste&lt;br /&gt;I am glad for one year&lt;br /&gt;Many souls were stolen and trust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Christ and being around&lt;br /&gt;He had a moment of doubt and pain&lt;br /&gt;Made damn sure that Pilate&lt;br /&gt;He washed his hands and had his fate determined&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful&lt;br /&gt;I hope that non estimate&lt;br /&gt;What fascinate, but this?&lt;br /&gt;What is the nature of my game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miró Saint Petersburg&lt;br /&gt;So, I see the weather change&lt;br /&gt;Killing the tsar and his ministers&lt;br /&gt;Anastasia cried in vain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pilot a tank&lt;br /&gt;Overall Rating&lt;br /&gt;When demolition Blitzkrieg&lt;br /&gt;With their bodies as&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful&lt;br /&gt;I hope that my name, yeah estimate&lt;br /&gt;Ah, what a plot?&lt;br /&gt;This is my game, oh yes, what is in the nature&lt;br /&gt;(Woo Woo Woo Woo!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very happy&lt;br /&gt;While the King and Queens&lt;br /&gt;Fought for ten years&lt;br /&gt;When God&lt;br /&gt;(Woo Woo Woo Woo!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I raw&lt;br /&gt;"Who was killed Kennedy?"&lt;br /&gt;In the case, after all&lt;br /&gt;In this you and me&lt;br /&gt;(What person, who is Who is?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me introduce myself&lt;br /&gt;I am a person's wealth and taste&lt;br /&gt;I trap and poet&lt;br /&gt;Who was dead before coming Mumbai&lt;br /&gt;(Kim) Woo Woo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful&lt;br /&gt;I hope that my name, yeah estimate&lt;br /&gt;(WHO)&lt;br /&gt;What fascinate, but this?&lt;br /&gt;This is my game, oh yeah, the nature of the baby found&lt;br /&gt;(What person, who is Who is?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful&lt;br /&gt;I hope that my name, yeah estimate&lt;br /&gt;But, surprisingly&lt;br /&gt;What is the nature of the game that I just&lt;br /&gt;(Kim) Woo Woo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As with all criminal police&lt;br /&gt;Cruel and saints&lt;br /&gt;Long the top&lt;br /&gt;Just call me Lucifer&lt;br /&gt;I have some limitations because&lt;br /&gt;(What person, who is Who is?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you get what I&lt;br /&gt;Courtesy&lt;br /&gt;Little sympathy and good taste&lt;br /&gt;(Woo Woo)&lt;br /&gt;Using well-learned politeness all&lt;br /&gt;Or I'll put your soul en wi waste&lt;br /&gt;(Woo Woo Woo Woo!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful&lt;br /&gt;My name is hope wi mm estimated&lt;br /&gt;(WHO)&lt;br /&gt;What fascinate, but this?&lt;br /&gt;This is my game, mm is nature's method&lt;br /&gt;(Woo Woo Woo Woo!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo, this&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, put&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah!&lt;br /&gt;(Woo Woo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me baby, what my name&lt;br /&gt;Tell me baby, can you guess my name&lt;br /&gt;Tell me baby, what my name&lt;br /&gt;Once, criminals will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, this is&lt;br /&gt;Woo Woo&lt;br /&gt;Woo, this&lt;br /&gt;Woo Woo&lt;br /&gt;Woo, who&lt;br /&gt;Woo, who&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's in my name&lt;br /&gt;Tell me baby, what my name&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, switi that my name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo, who&lt;br /&gt;Woo, who&lt;br /&gt;Woo, who&lt;br /&gt;Woo, who&lt;br /&gt;Woo, who&lt;br /&gt;Woo, who&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy&lt;br /&gt;Woo Woo&lt;br /&gt;Woo Woo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="long_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'" onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" title="Woo Woo"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-5069097106411878009?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/5069097106411878009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=5069097106411878009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;In 1972 a crack commando unit was sent to prison by a military court for  a crime they didn't commit. These men promptly escaped from a maximum  security stockade to the Los Angeles underground. Today, still wanted by  the government, they survive as soldiers of fortune. If you have a  problem, if no one else can help, and if you can find them, maybe you  can hire the A-Team.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From English to Swahili to Irish to Indonesian to Hebrew to Latvian to English:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="long_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span closure_uid_cfpxmc="82" kc="Vienības 1972 atrisināt kikomandoo cietumā ar militārajā tiesā par noziegumu vai adultery noziedzību." lc="Unit in 1972 to resolve kikomandoo jail by military court for a crime or adultery crime. " title=""&gt;Unit  in 1972 to resolve kikomandoo jail by military court for a crime or adultery  crime. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span closure_uid_cfpxmc="83" kc="Cilvēki, kad viņš izbēga no cietuma rezervēts zemes Los Angeles." lc="People, when he escaped from the prison reserved for land in Los Angeles. " title=""&gt;People,  when he escaped from the prison reserved for land in Los Angeles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span closure_uid_cfpxmc="84" kc="Šodien, tomēr vēlējās valdība, viņi izdzīvo kā algotņi." lc="Today, however, wanted the government, they survive as mercenaries. " style="background-color: white;" title=""&gt;Today,  however, wanted the government, they survive as mercenaries. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span closure_uid_cfpxmc="85" kc="Ja jums ir problēma, ja kāds cits var palīdzēt, ja jūs varat atrast tos, varbūt jūs varat īrēt komandu" lc="If you have a problem if someone else can help, if you can find them, maybe you can hire a team" title=""&gt;If  you have a problem if someone else can help, if you can find them, maybe you can  hire a team.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-2209164567798806419?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/2209164567798806419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=2209164567798806419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/2209164567798806419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/2209164567798806419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2010/05/a-team.html' title='The A-Team!'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-863996300059771286</id><published>2010-05-12T15:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T15:04:05.013-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='translation'/><title type='text'>The Story of Michael Knight</title><content type='html'>The original:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;When Police Officer Michael Long is betrayed and shot in the head during a stakeout, his life is saved when the bullet deflects off the metal plate in his skull - the result of an injury sustained in the Vietnam War; his face, however, is horrifically damaged.&amp;nbsp; When he comes to, Michael learns that after being officially declared dead, he has been brought under the medical care of the Knight Foundation, a philanthropic organization owned by billionaire Wilton Knight. Knight explains that he is dying from a fatal disease, but hopes that his life’s crusade of helping the helpless will live on in his new protege.&amp;nbsp; With the aid of reconstructive surgery the young officer is given a new face and identity, that of ‘Michael Knight’, access to an advanced prototype car equipped with an artificial intelligence named K.I.T.T. (Knight Industries Two Thousand), and offered a job fighting crime for F.L.A.G. – the Foundation for Law And Government.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Translated to Arabic to Russian to Welsh to Maltese to English:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Betrayed by police, Michael Long, shot in the head while observing, and saved his life when shot leaving a metal plate in his skull - the result of war damage in Vietnam, and his face , but in the grotesque injury. When it comes to Michael to find out after it was officially declared dead, taken under medical care for the Knight Foundation, a charitable organization, owned by billionaire Wilton Knight. Knight explains that he was dying of terminal illness, but hopes that his life in a crusade to help the weak and the air directly to the new students. With the development operation, the young officer, a new face and identity, namely, "Michael Knight as well as access to the vehicle model includes an artificial intelligence named Kate (Knight Alvin industry), and was invited to work in the fight against crime FLAG - Institute for Law and Government.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is too much fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-863996300059771286?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/863996300059771286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=863996300059771286' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/863996300059771286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/863996300059771286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2010/05/story-of-michael-knight.html' title='The Story of Michael Knight'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-6076435071824501615</id><published>2010-05-12T08:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T15:05:10.380-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='translation'/><title type='text'>Y'all Come Back Now!</title><content type='html'>I'm &lt;a href="http://shoi1045.blogspot.com/2010/05/story-of-gilligans-island.html"&gt;stealing this from Michael&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; It's the Beverly Hillbillies theme song translated from English to Norwegian to Croatian to Korean to Yiddish to Welsh to German to English:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="long_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title=""&gt;People come to  hear a story about a man named Jed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="long_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title=""&gt;Poor mountaineer,  barely keep his family fed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="long_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title=""&gt;One day, shooting at some food,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="long_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title=""&gt;And coming from  'Bubblin crude Floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="long_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title=""&gt;51 black gold, Texas, and in the credit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="long_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title=""&gt;Jed's a  millionaire, so you know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="long_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title=""&gt;for the first time as,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title=""&gt;Jed relatives  away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="long_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title=""&gt;Should be a place where one California&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="long_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title=""&gt;Therefore, they  are loaded the truck and moved to Beverly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="long_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;Hiller,  ie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title=""&gt;Swimming pools, movie stars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="long_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;Beverly  hillbilly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="long_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title=""&gt;They placed at the end of the song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title=""&gt;So, now, goodbye  to Jed and all his relatives,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="long_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title=""&gt; it is time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="long_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title=""&gt;And they would  like to thank everyone who spent droppin a gap - friendly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="long_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;We invite you to return to this page&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="long_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;For  their hospitalities heapin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;Impressive  this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;Order settings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;Take  your shoes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title=""&gt;Can "The hearing will now go back?&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/7416356-6076435071824501615?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/6076435071824501615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=6076435071824501615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/6076435071824501615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/6076435071824501615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2010/05/yall-come-back-now.html' title='Y&apos;all Come Back Now!'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-8179923528687555382</id><published>2010-04-28T16:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T16:30:54.027-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff i did'/><title type='text'>Bo Knows Hockey</title><content type='html'>So a co-worker came into my office this morning as I have the communal  mini fridge.  It went like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  The Red Wings won last night.  I'm not happy about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her:  Who are they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  The Red Wings?  You don't know who they are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her:  No, who are they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  The Red Wings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her:  Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  The Detroit Red Wings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her:  Oh!  I don't follow baseball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Leave.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-8179923528687555382?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/8179923528687555382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=8179923528687555382' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/8179923528687555382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/8179923528687555382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2010/04/bo-knows-hockey.html' title='Bo Knows Hockey'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-902203270945217677</id><published>2010-04-22T09:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T09:55:57.180-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='findings on the web'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='optimism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Social Justice and Sustainability</title><content type='html'>I always pour over whatever &lt;a href="http://www.urbanophile.com/"&gt;Aaron Renn says&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; This is a &lt;a href="http://www.urbanophile.com/2010/04/22/if-you-want-sustainability-provide-economic-security/"&gt;particularly good post&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;We can’t have sustainability without social justice, and without a  broad-based prosperity for America. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-902203270945217677?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/902203270945217677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=902203270945217677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/902203270945217677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/902203270945217677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2010/04/social-justice-and-sustainability.html' title='Social Justice and Sustainability'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-2922477159509561393</id><published>2010-04-22T09:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T09:52:21.253-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='findings on the web'/><title type='text'>Vision</title><content type='html'>What some people can see is a great thing.&amp;nbsp; Even better when they &lt;a href="http://hackedirl.com/2010/04/20/culture-jamming-win-night-and-day/"&gt;share it:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/S9Bim4MUqoI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Jk3a3AJM0oE/s1600/129137701216658777.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/S9Bim4MUqoI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Jk3a3AJM0oE/s320/129137701216658777.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-2922477159509561393?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/2922477159509561393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=2922477159509561393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/2922477159509561393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/2922477159509561393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2010/04/vision.html' title='Vision'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/S9Bim4MUqoI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Jk3a3AJM0oE/s72-c/129137701216658777.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-8113808696454499983</id><published>2010-04-06T13:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T13:48:37.931-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop culture'/><title type='text'>Muddling of the Titans</title><content type='html'>I caught the new "Clash of the Titans" film this weekend.&amp;nbsp; What a turd.&amp;nbsp; Here's what I liked and didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What I Liked&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Io:&amp;nbsp; Perseus had a fairy godmother of sorts.&amp;nbsp; She was cursed with agelessness when she refused the advances of a god. I guess she was kind of like Bubo, but a lot hotter.&amp;nbsp; She added a little bit of depth to a thin movie.&amp;nbsp; Being a turd, the movie didn't reveal who sent her, so I'm guessing Zeus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Mads Mikkelsen:&amp;nbsp; He played the leader of the guards that set out with Perseus to find Medusa.&amp;nbsp; His character was one-dimensional by the script, but Mikkelsen was able to convey a jaded, yet dedicated soldier looking for something worth fighting for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Medusa:&amp;nbsp; They made Medusa more menacing than in the original.&amp;nbsp; She was a woman twice wronged who took her frustration out on everyone.&amp;nbsp; She would giggle to taunt and her face was her birth one until she turned a man to stone.&amp;nbsp; The only thing I didn't like is that she went after Perseus like a woman possessed.&amp;nbsp; She's a stone cold killer, so that didn't work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What I Wanted to Like, but Didn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Polly Walker:&amp;nbsp; Polly Walker proved in Rome that beauty is more how you carry yourself than looking picture-perfect.&amp;nbsp; I admit it, I have a boner for her.&amp;nbsp; Unfortunately, she didn't have anything to work with.&amp;nbsp; If you took Junior to the bathroom near the beginning of the film, you would have missed her whole&amp;nbsp; performance.&amp;nbsp; Mikkelsen at least had a few scenes, but Walker was allowed to pontificate on man not needing gods for about 20 seconds before Hades turned her into an old woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Special Effects:&amp;nbsp; I did like the looks of most of the special effects.&amp;nbsp; They didn't kill everything like in Star Wars or look a Happy Painter painting like Lord of the Rings.&amp;nbsp; Still, Ray Harryhausen's effects had a bit more elegance to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="spell" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;What I Hated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="spell" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Where to start?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="spell" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Sam Worthington: How he gets all of these rolls is beyond me.&amp;nbsp; The guy makes Kate Beckinsale seem like Judy Garland.&amp;nbsp; He went through the movie with a "Kick Me" sign on his back and his costars seemed to be laughing at him, but the "Deus ex Machina" of the script made everyone help him anyway.&amp;nbsp; Parsley is more compelling than this guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="spell" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Revenge Instead of Love:&amp;nbsp; Perseus's family gets killed by Hades for being in the wrong place at the wrong time.&amp;nbsp; His motivation is thus revenge versus love.&amp;nbsp; Not very true to Greek Mythology and a much less compelling reason to cheer for Robo-Douche as he fumbles around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="spell" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Argos:&amp;nbsp; Ok, so I'm being OCD here, but how does a city survive surrounded by unscalable mountains and a small harbor?&amp;nbsp; Not one inch of arable land.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="spell" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Hippie Jesus Freak:&amp;nbsp; The movie had an anti-religion edge, which was fine by me, but to express it the director created a tripping (from organic mushrooms no doubt) hippie with rat-nest hair.&amp;nbsp; He warned all of the townsfolk to pray to the gods for forgiveness and drug Andromeda onto the platform to be sacrificed to the Kraken.&amp;nbsp; Nope, no dignity in her sacrifice.&amp;nbsp; I think I've seen this guy on Willy Street.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="spell" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="spell" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;The Ending:&amp;nbsp; When Perseus finally arrives on Pegasus to turn the Kraken to stone, I met it with a yawn.&amp;nbsp; Ok, creature dead, douchebag is a reluctant hero (versus heroism as its own goal in mythology) who doesn't even get Andromeda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="spell" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;The Very Ending:&amp;nbsp; So to make sure everyone knows that Perseus is, um, straight, Zeus revives Io for him to enjoy.&amp;nbsp; And give the prospect of a sequel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="spell" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Say what you will about Steven Sommers, but he has a bit of joy in his junk.&lt;/span&gt;&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/7416356-8113808696454499983?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/8113808696454499983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=8113808696454499983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/8113808696454499983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/8113808696454499983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2010/04/muddling-of-titans.html' title='Muddling of the Titans'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-1090733278360292037</id><published>2010-04-05T15:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T20:23:58.968-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='findings on the web'/><title type='text'>War is Death</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://collateralmurder.com/"&gt;This is just the stuff we see&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-1090733278360292037?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/1090733278360292037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=1090733278360292037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/1090733278360292037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/1090733278360292037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2010/04/war-is-death.html' title='War is Death'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-3093418407379267508</id><published>2010-03-30T08:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T13:16:40.695-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><title type='text'>Busking in Paris</title><content type='html'>I was riding in the back of a transport truck through Paris after it was liberated in WWII.&amp;nbsp; I pointed out to the people in the truck that all these buildings were rigged to explode, but the Germans never destroyed them.&amp;nbsp; I noticed that some of the buildings had their facades blown off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I was by a bridge.&amp;nbsp; The bridge went over a courtyard below to a romantic style building.&amp;nbsp; I was busking with some guy on drums and a woman on bass.&amp;nbsp; I played the guitar and was trying to get a harder sound from everyone.&amp;nbsp; I wanted to be the a pioneer in rock and roll, about ten&amp;nbsp; years early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in the same courtyard, but it had a large dirigible in the middle and buildings built into the walls.&amp;nbsp; All of this was for people about 1/10 the size of me.&amp;nbsp; Then Superman and Batman were defending it against aliens.&amp;nbsp; The aliens made all these plants grow.&amp;nbsp; The rest is fuzzy.&amp;nbsp; Then I was walking along some catwalks in a bombed out building.&amp;nbsp; I was still trying to be a&amp;nbsp; pioneer in rock and roll.&amp;nbsp; Part of the building was a school hallway with lockers.&amp;nbsp; I was mad that the record labels were not happy with my sound so I decided to start my own label.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the building was part marsh and I was walking through it.&amp;nbsp; There were two skeletons about 12" high playing some tune.&amp;nbsp; I knew them when they worked at a grocery store so I walked up and talked to them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-3093418407379267508?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/3093418407379267508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=3093418407379267508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/3093418407379267508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/3093418407379267508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2010/03/busking-in-paris.html' title='Busking in Paris'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/420774699911542743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/420774699911542743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2010/03/serious-drug-problems.html' title='Serious Drug Problems'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-4596906761011809924</id><published>2010-03-14T19:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T19:49:09.031-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creation'/><title type='text'>Cocoon</title><content type='html'>I made and new playlist and you can &lt;a 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='findings on the web'/><title type='text'>Hail Wisconsin!</title><content type='html'>For we have our priorities in order!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/S360NVMOiqI/AAAAAAAAAQA/WQqcBVLA0vI/s1600-h/us_bars_groceries_100122.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="308" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/S360NVMOiqI/AAAAAAAAAQA/WQqcBVLA0vI/s400/us_bars_groceries_100122.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-472376628826782010?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/472376628826782010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-1053315484197089262</id><published>2010-02-10T07:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T07:54:07.616-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Would Like Valentines Day...</title><content type='html'>.... if it was like #3.&amp;nbsp; In a fun way, not a mean way:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1265809804389"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://listverse.com/2010/02/10/14-miserable-facts-about-st-valentines-day/?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+TheListUniverse+%28The+List+Universe%29"&gt;&lt;b&gt;14 Miserable Facts About St Valentine’s&amp;nbsp;Day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. In the two week period leading up to Valentine’s Day, American sales of gold jewelry lead to 34 million metric tons of waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The vast majority of roses sold for Valentine’s Day in the U.S. are imported from South America, wasting fossil fuels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Valentine’s Day traces its roots to an ancient pagan holiday called Lupercalia, in which men stripped naked, grabbed whips, and spanked young women in hopes of increasing their fertility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The Christian martyr St. Valentine was beheaded on February 14 for performing marriages in secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Research suggests that 75 percent of suicide attempts are attributable to relationship problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. 46 percent of Americans will exchange Valentine’s Day candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. 67 percent of Americans are overweight or obese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. The first Valentine’s Day card was sent by Charles, Duke of Orleans, to his wife while he was imprisoned in the Tower of London. He remained a prisoner of war for the next twenty-four years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. A recent poll found that one in ten young adults admitted to feeling lonely, insecure, depressed, or unwanted on Valentine’s Day. And that’s just the ones that admitted it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Forty percent of people have negative feelings towards Valentine’s Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. The famous St. Valentine’s Day Massacre, in which seven Chicago gangsters were gunned down on February 14, 1929, was one of the bloodiest in mob history (pictured above).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. 64 percent of American men do not make Valentine’s Day plans in advance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Candy hearts taste like crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Even if you’re really, really in love right now, you’re still going to die eventually.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-1053315484197089262?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/1053315484197089262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=1053315484197089262' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/1053315484197089262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/1053315484197089262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2010/02/i-would-like-valentines-day.html' title='I Would Like Valentines Day...'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-305801737961643854</id><published>2010-02-01T22:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T22:24:02.539-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>One Into the Other</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I think and Cynic is nothing but a broken hearted romantic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-305801737961643854?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/305801737961643854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=305801737961643854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/305801737961643854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/305801737961643854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2010/02/one-into-other.html' title='One Into the Other'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-5508043285802659371</id><published>2010-01-26T08:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T08:19:28.442-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='findings on the web'/><title type='text'>It's Good to Know....</title><content type='html'>..... that everyone goes through an awkward phase:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/S175t3LaZLI/AAAAAAAAAP4/TjOMm0GLYRw/s1600-h/stars_94.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/S175t3LaZLI/AAAAAAAAAP4/TjOMm0GLYRw/s320/stars_94.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7416356-5508043285802659371?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/5508043285802659371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=5508043285802659371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/5508043285802659371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/5508043285802659371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2010/01/its-good-to-know.html' title='It&apos;s Good to Know....'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/S175t3LaZLI/AAAAAAAAAP4/TjOMm0GLYRw/s72-c/stars_94.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-4158448176978340762</id><published>2009-12-11T14:29:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T14:36:55.319-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='test'/><title type='text'>Quiet Afternoon</title><content type='html'>I'm at work and getting stuff done (really!) but needed a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Playing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SyKr7JWmOjI/AAAAAAAAAPw/aZsQ3Z-YCwY/s1600-h/arcade-fire-funeral.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 282px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SyKr7JWmOjI/AAAAAAAAAPw/aZsQ3Z-YCwY/s320/arcade-fire-funeral.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414078734664088114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I clicked on &lt;a href="http://aasaaaaaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/"&gt;Åsa's&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://aasaaaaaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/search/label/Tests%20and%20such"&gt;Tests category&lt;/a&gt;.  Here are the ones that I took:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="800" style="width:600px;border:1px solid black"&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://thatsurveysite.net/take/lifexp/107386560"&gt;The Life Experience Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;  Overall, you have partaken in &lt;b&gt;99&lt;/b&gt; out of &lt;b&gt;169&lt;/b&gt; possible life experiences.&lt;br /&gt;Your average &lt;b&gt;life experience&lt;/b&gt; score is therefore &lt;b&gt;59%&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The average score is &lt;b&gt;49%&lt;/b&gt;, making your experiences more than &lt;b&gt;74%&lt;/b&gt; of the people who have taken this test.&lt;br /&gt;The average for &lt;i&gt;your age group&lt;/i&gt; (26-35) is &lt;b&gt;53%&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Broken down by category&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Art: 5/17 (&lt;b&gt;29%&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Career &amp; Work: 11/13 (&lt;b&gt;85%&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Civics &amp; Technology: 7/7 (&lt;b&gt;100%&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Crime &amp; Disarray: 3/11 (&lt;b&gt;27%&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Education: 11/18 (&lt;b&gt;61%&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Fashion: 6/10 (&lt;b&gt;60%&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Fitness, Health and Sports: 4/7 (&lt;b&gt;57%&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Life in General: 10/14 (&lt;b&gt;71%&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Relationships: 7/14 (&lt;b&gt;50%&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Religion &amp; Politics: 3/4 (&lt;b&gt;75%&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Social: 15/22 (&lt;b&gt;68%&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Travel: 10/20 (&lt;b&gt;50%&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Vices: 7/12 (&lt;b&gt;58%&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;  &lt;a href="http://thatsurveysite.net/take/lifexp/107386560"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Take the test and see how YOU compare&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll pass....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="800" style="width:600px;border:1px solid black"&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://thatsurveysite.net/take/where/107386612"&gt;What area of the U.S. should you live in?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;  You should live in &lt;b&gt;The Western US&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the folklore of the "Old West" and the days of open fields and clear skies, the West is known for its independent spirit and its vast deserts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Western_United_States"&gt;Check out The Western US on Wikipedia.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;  &lt;a href="http://thatsurveysite.net/take/where/107386612"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Find out where should YOU should live.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-4158448176978340762?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/4158448176978340762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=4158448176978340762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/4158448176978340762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/4158448176978340762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2009/12/quiet-afternoon.html' title='Quiet Afternoon'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SyKr7JWmOjI/AAAAAAAAAPw/aZsQ3Z-YCwY/s72-c/arcade-fire-funeral.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-344782311376681671</id><published>2009-12-08T17:12:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T17:14:47.054-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff i did'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whatever'/><title type='text'>The Weather Outside Is Frightful</title><content type='html'>But inside it's so delightful.  In grand upper-Midwestern style, a huge blizzard will soon bury us in so only the most strident and/or foolish venture out more than the few feet it takes to get to the nearest tavern.  I do have a bar/restaurant nearby, but I'll take something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/Sx7d0JXiGBI/AAAAAAAAAPo/7NjSeha8BaE/s1600-h/100_1328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/Sx7d0JXiGBI/AAAAAAAAAPo/7NjSeha8BaE/s320/100_1328.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413007690083473426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-344782311376681671?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/344782311376681671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=344782311376681671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/344782311376681671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/344782311376681671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2009/12/weather-outside-is-frightful.html' title='The Weather Outside Is Frightful'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/Sx7d0JXiGBI/AAAAAAAAAPo/7NjSeha8BaE/s72-c/100_1328.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-4533079482878736692</id><published>2009-12-03T09:20:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T09:24:22.965-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='findings on the web'/><title type='text'>Al Coholic</title><content type='html'>When danger comes around, he'll drop a few down:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ep.tc/problems/thirteen/"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SxfYDXyKniI/AAAAAAAAAPg/vuEFsm2pnoA/s1600-h/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SxfYDXyKniI/AAAAAAAAAPg/vuEFsm2pnoA/s320/01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411031029744573986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-4533079482878736692?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/4533079482878736692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=4533079482878736692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/4533079482878736692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/4533079482878736692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2009/12/al-coholic.html' title='Al Coholic'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SxfYDXyKniI/AAAAAAAAAPg/vuEFsm2pnoA/s72-c/01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-6942023816128474683</id><published>2009-11-24T15:08:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T15:08:46.752-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>New Picture</title><content type='html'>I put up a new picture because I still miss Melvyn, even seven and half years later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-6942023816128474683?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/6942023816128474683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=6942023816128474683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/6942023816128474683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/6942023816128474683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2009/11/new-picture.html' title='New Picture'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-5598916302606828437</id><published>2009-11-24T15:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T15:06:10.983-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='findings on the web'/><title type='text'>Playlists Galore</title><content type='html'>Today I've been listening to &lt;a href="http://8tracks.com/prolificdream"&gt;8tracks.com&lt;/a&gt;.  It's an music streaming site where people posts playlists so instead of some computer puking up random tracks based on your preferences, the playlists are coherently themed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give it a listen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-5598916302606828437?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/5598916302606828437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=5598916302606828437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/5598916302606828437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/5598916302606828437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2009/11/playlists-galore.html' title='Playlists Galore'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-5310664577730750956</id><published>2009-11-24T11:55:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T12:29:03.436-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sinnsyk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Wither Obama</title><content type='html'>I never did believe the overarching "Change" hype of the Obama campaign.  By record, he was fairly cautious and moderate, which is what attracted me to him.  After the recklessness of the Bush years and the closing of the American Era (1945-2008), I thought he'd be a good person to get the nation to take a deep breath and reassess what we were doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was wrong, so let the buyer's remorse set in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do acknowledge that he inherited a terrible situation, one that will take time to fix.  Yet the state of the economy isn't the source of my disappointment, but his solutions are.  The stimulus was a waste of money that cost over $300,000 per supposed job saved.  The cash for clunkers was useless and providing a huge tax break to buy houses when the real problem is that there are too many houses and too much debt.  Fighting the crash of a bubble by trying to inflate another one was a main cause of the crash in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also changed my view of some things in the last few months.  I think we can only make the problems in Iraq and Afghanistan worse just by our presence.  I thought maybe we could do some good in Afghanistan, but my mind has been changed by &lt;a href="http://www.harpercollins.com/books/9780061497018/Violent_Politics/index.aspx"&gt;this book&lt;/a&gt;.  We've done the damage and we're not the solution.  Even if I believed we had the best of intentions, and I don't believe we did, the road to hell is paved with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's not all to blame as we have a joke of a Congress and too many people dreaming up death panels and the like, but I refuse to choose between Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that note, I do appreciate the more dialogue driven foreign policy of late and I do admire his biography.  But the problem is 70,000 soldiers in Germany 64 years after the end of World War II, trillion-dollar deficits funding nothing useful, and a rotting infrastructure both tangible and not.  And that's only part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll be forced to deal with all of this, but I'd rather do it now before my country is bankrupt fiscally and morally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wither all of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-5310664577730750956?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/5310664577730750956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=5310664577730750956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/5310664577730750956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/5310664577730750956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2009/11/wither-obama.html' title='Wither Obama'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-7885811864379118185</id><published>2009-11-19T16:24:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T16:30:54.551-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff i did'/><title type='text'>Good Food</title><content type='html'>Today I had to cart* my father over to Milwaukee for a job meeting.  It was at the new space for &lt;a href="http://www.yelp.com/biz/glorioso-bros-co-italian-foods-milwaukee"&gt;Gloriosos'&lt;/a&gt;, an Italian Deli, we went across to the old one for lunch.  The owner bagged our purchases.  He's 87.  His brothers and other relatives work there.  So if you get to Milwaukee, go there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*My father got caught going 26 over right where the speed limit drops from 65 to 55.  Although the judge reduced it to 16 over, he suspended his license for 15 days.  It's only the third ticket he has gotten in 52 years of driving.  Stupidity incarnate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-7885811864379118185?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/7885811864379118185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=7885811864379118185' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/7885811864379118185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/7885811864379118185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2009/11/good-food.html' title='Good Food'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-9066108521550419216</id><published>2009-11-12T09:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T09:02:17.671-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='findings on the web'/><title type='text'>Title of the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.csmonitor.com/2009/1112/p99s01-duts.html"&gt;Irish priest kidnapped in Philippines released by MILF&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-9066108521550419216?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/9066108521550419216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=9066108521550419216' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/9066108521550419216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/9066108521550419216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2009/11/title-of-day.html' title='Title of the Day'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-1360375225250093733</id><published>2009-11-10T12:19:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T12:20:51.126-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='findings on the web'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Empire</title><content type='html'>Ever wanted to know how many soldiers the US has overseas and where.  &lt;a href="http://www.globalresearch.ca/index.php?context=va&amp;aid=5564"&gt;Here's the link&lt;/a&gt;.  Why do we have 70,000 soldiers in German?  Well over 100,000 in Europe.  This needs to end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-1360375225250093733?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/1360375225250093733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=1360375225250093733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/1360375225250093733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/1360375225250093733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2009/11/empire.html' title='Empire'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-8684160109039553346</id><published>2009-10-28T16:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T16:43:30.262-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rugby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>Up Next</title><content type='html'>So I've.... AAAAHHHHHHHHHHH "Love Me Do" popped up on my iTunes.  I can't say I like the Beatles, but it's even worse as it is done by the Brady Bunch.  Karma is a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I'm in a new mode for Winter: cooking and exercising.  I need to eat better.  Actually, I don't, but I want to, so I'll finally learn to really cook.  It's going.... sort of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also need to start training for the &lt;a href="http://www.binghamcup.com/"&gt;rugby tournament&lt;/a&gt; next June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-8684160109039553346?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/8684160109039553346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=8684160109039553346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/8684160109039553346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/8684160109039553346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2009/10/up-next.html' title='Up Next'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-3581248135412165771</id><published>2009-10-28T16:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T16:40:13.615-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>Under the Virtual Radar</title><content type='html'>So I deleted all of my legitimate and dummy Twitter, Facebook, etc. accounts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm just a virtual apparition on the internet, so I guess that means I'm real.  Sorry, I have no use for collective noise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-3581248135412165771?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/3581248135412165771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=3581248135412165771' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/3581248135412165771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/3581248135412165771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2009/10/under-virtual-radar.html' title='Under the Virtual Radar'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-2097662986533325580</id><published>2009-10-22T08:38:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T09:15:37.023-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><title type='text'>In L.A.</title><content type='html'>So last night I drove to LA with Shaun.  We met up with Shari and Michael and hung out on some hill.  I don't remember much about this part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next part, the four of us plus my father were heading to some Disney attraction.  We went down in the elevator into a large dimly lit room.  A 18" raised state was in the middle of the room with a drum set on it.  CC Deville, with his fluffy white hair, from Poison sat at the drums, which is funny since he plays guitar.  A woman came out to sing and I asked Shari who it was.  She knew, but I forget the name, and said she wanted to move over by the dance floor so Sophie could dance.  I waved my father over, but he wanted to sit on a bench instead of the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Poison came on and played "Talk Dirty To Me".  I followed my father over to the doors.  We waited and when it was done, the Disney experience continued.  The doors opened and we were running through an obstical course made up of fiber glass rock.  Fake machine gunners shot at us as fireworks or something popped at us.  That hurt.  I climbed up a, um, hill and hid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next part I as queuing to get on a train.  I was in the line to get in, but needed to get a ticket using my credit card.  I moved into another line to buy a ticket and found I was in another line to get in.  Then I went to be the back of the line and eventually got my ticket.  When I got in, some guy walked over, picked up part of the train and threw it into the desert.  He kept picking up parts of the train and throwing them.  I ran into the desert to make sure my friends were ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I was driving back with Shaun and had to do my homework.  That sucked the most.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-2097662986533325580?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/2097662986533325580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=2097662986533325580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/2097662986533325580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/2097662986533325580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2009/10/in-la.html' title='In L.A.'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-6854658055136793996</id><published>2009-10-16T14:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T14:51:10.181-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><title type='text'>Would You Like A Puppy With That</title><content type='html'>McDonald's was doing a promotion where you could get a free pet if you spent a dollar.  I was horrified by this and bought four items and received a dog, a parrot, and two other animals.  I then stressed out on how to take care of them.  I decided to take them to the Humane Society and give a monetary donation.  The dream didn't take me that far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also was in a close-out store in a mall with Shaun and Molly.  I couldn't find anything that I liked.  I thought I would find a good shirt or something, but no.  The next space over was empty and cavernous.  They used to sell tv's and such and I remember them from an old dream.  The other part was in it, too, but wasn't a close-out store then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-6854658055136793996?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/6854658055136793996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=6854658055136793996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/6854658055136793996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/6854658055136793996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2009/10/would-you-like-puppy-with-that.html' title='Would You Like A Puppy With That'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-757702675714175010</id><published>2009-10-15T08:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T08:48:10.068-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='findings on the web'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>Happy 10th Fight Club</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fight_Club_(film)"&gt;10 already:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/Stcn-lmgLyI/AAAAAAAAAOg/G5adfY_PTpk/s1600-h/Fight_Club_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 243px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/Stcn-lmgLyI/AAAAAAAAAOg/G5adfY_PTpk/s320/Fight_Club_poster.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392823034998435618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-757702675714175010?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/757702675714175010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=757702675714175010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/757702675714175010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/757702675714175010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2009/10/happy-10th-fight-club.html' title='Happy 10th Fight Club'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/Stcn-lmgLyI/AAAAAAAAAOg/G5adfY_PTpk/s72-c/Fight_Club_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-6921324761601334537</id><published>2009-10-08T14:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T14:08:23.437-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>Counting Down</title><content type='html'>Not much is going on today, which isn't a bad thing as I was overly busy before.  I'm just waiting for the end of the day so I can go to Toronto and play rugby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple wish, really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-6921324761601334537?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/6921324761601334537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=6921324761601334537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/6921324761601334537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/6921324761601334537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2009/10/counting-down.html' title='Counting Down'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-1768115617247407750</id><published>2009-09-30T13:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T13:12:27.966-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='findings on the web'/><title type='text'>New Picture</title><content type='html'>I try to change my picture at the New Year and not before, but this one is too perfect to wait for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SsOfa-BHsKI/AAAAAAAAAN4/MAvcK6V8Yis/s1600-h/ZackT-irlbert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 283px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SsOfa-BHsKI/AAAAAAAAAN4/MAvcK6V8Yis/s320/ZackT-irlbert.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387324864938356898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it is!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-1768115617247407750?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/1768115617247407750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=1768115617247407750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/1768115617247407750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/1768115617247407750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2009/09/new-picture.html' title='New Picture'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SsOfa-BHsKI/AAAAAAAAAN4/MAvcK6V8Yis/s72-c/ZackT-irlbert.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-8710077081075842450</id><published>2009-09-22T08:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T08:27:52.772-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bio'/><title type='text'>Bio #14: Jan and Jace</title><content type='html'>Meet Jan and Jace:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SrjPOLz_d1I/AAAAAAAAANw/BGxf-D2M-9s/s1600-h/janjanice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 243px; height: 255px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SrjPOLz_d1I/AAAAAAAAANw/BGxf-D2M-9s/s320/janjanice.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384281197117405010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jan and Janice are members of the &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?hl=en&amp;client=firefox-a&amp;rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official&amp;hs=ql5&amp;resnum=0&amp;um=1&amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;q=hibbing+mn,+episcopal&amp;fb=1&amp;split=1&amp;gl=us&amp;view=text&amp;latlng=3475945783352076556"&gt;Saint James Episcopal Church&lt;/a&gt; in Hibbing, MN.  Due to their prowess at making jello salads with pretzel bits on top and green been salads, yet complete inability to make punch without having three inches of sugar at the bottom, they were named the "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wonder_Twins"&gt;Wonder Twins&lt;/a&gt;".  It was at a funeral where they were serving the after-service meal that a writer for a new series "Superfriends" learned of them and incorporated them into the show.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-8710077081075842450?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/8710077081075842450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=8710077081075842450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/8710077081075842450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/8710077081075842450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2009/09/jan-and-janice.html' title='Bio #14: Jan and Jace'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SrjPOLz_d1I/AAAAAAAAANw/BGxf-D2M-9s/s72-c/janjanice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-6914555957088913631</id><published>2009-09-17T12:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T12:20:31.757-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sinnsyk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>Stagnation?</title><content type='html'>The last six months have been ecstasy for my muddle mind.  I've gained a clarity where the world is not longer intimidating and my anxiety doesn't shut me down.  I'm busy with playing rugby, volunteering at WORT, learning to cook, and planning to find a cheap flight to Amsterdam in February.  Yes, Amsterdam is cold in February but a downright Caribbean heatwave compared to here.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me a my favorite quote: "If you ever feel a sense of great of contentment, don't fret; it will pass."  I don't know where it comes from, but it fits.  I'm 35, so I'm creeping towards middle-age.  Would I be happy married with kids?  Sure.  Would I be happy married without kids?  Maybe.  Would I be happy not being married?  I don't know.  Right now I'm perfectly happy on my own but the last five years have flown by, so whose to say the next five won't.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I definitely won't do anything for the hell of it, but sitting around my my thumb up my butt would make the choice for me.  God knows I won't be a middle-age white guy sitting in front of his tv in the suburbs, watching the latest crap fest.  But will I be happy by myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-6914555957088913631?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/6914555957088913631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=6914555957088913631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/6914555957088913631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/6914555957088913631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2009/09/stagnation.html' title='Stagnation?'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-8091014357398802364</id><published>2009-09-03T08:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T08:49:43.433-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='findings on the web'/><title type='text'>Be Careful Who You Marry</title><content type='html'>He/She will control your estate when you die:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-UuAoEW5MbI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-UuAoEW5MbI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-8091014357398802364?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/8091014357398802364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=8091014357398802364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/8091014357398802364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/8091014357398802364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2009/09/be-careful-who-you-marry.html' title='Be Careful Who You Marry'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-7555395944034863776</id><published>2009-08-26T12:35:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T16:27:00.849-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff i did'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rugby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><title type='text'>Random Babbling With Some Purpose</title><content type='html'>Those of you who have been (un)fortunate enough to be around me when caffeinated or, even more so, caffeinated and slightly drunk know my propensity to talk a mile a minute and switch from subject to subject.  Although and I neither caffeinated nor drunk, I still have that mindset now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ye Be Warned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the past 3-4 months have been the most anxiety and self-doubt free months I've ever had.  Strange really.  I can't say anything really phases me anymore, at least not deeply.  Such a vacation it has been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to catch a couple of movies, see District 9 and  500 Days of Summer.  The former is a social commentary on racism &amp; immigration.  The main alien in it is the most humane CGI character that you'll ever see.  Imagine Jar Jar Binks.... this alien redeems that.  I didn't get too excited about the last third focusing on the main alien and main human, but that was more a personal preference of mine.  It doesn't take away from the film at all in general.  The second focuses on a brief romance or fling between two people.  It roles through the light and fun of the start of a relationship to the bitter end, then resolve.  There's a couple things the guy did that wasn't how I'd handle things, but it gave food for thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ted Kennedy is dead.  Next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm working on a playlist called "Pornicopia".  Yes, it will have one porn song in it, but mostly it's a collection of new music and some old that I've been listening to recently punctuated by audio of movies and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rugby is going well and last night's practice burned my lungs.  We're ultimately preparing for the international tournament in Minnesota next year.  No broken rib, concussion, severed foot, or carotid artery will keep me from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaun moved out and into a new place with his girlfriend.  It is strange to both Naida and me that he's not around.  Tim has moved in a is a good presence.  Unfortunately, his cat, Sophie, is very territorial and my cat is a complete wimp.  We're working through the drama using gates and spray bottles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, that's it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-7555395944034863776?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/7555395944034863776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=7555395944034863776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/7555395944034863776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/7555395944034863776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2009/08/random-babbling-with-some-purpose.html' title='Random Babbling With Some Purpose'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-2653412549033240270</id><published>2009-08-20T16:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T16:03:00.727-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='findings on the web'/><title type='text'>US Consumer: 1945-2008</title><content type='html'>Yep, it's a &lt;a href="http://dailyreckoning.com/the-consumer-has-dug-in-his-heels/"&gt;new direction&lt;/a&gt; for the country.  Enjoy it for the next few decades.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-2653412549033240270?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/2653412549033240270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=2653412549033240270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/2653412549033240270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/2653412549033240270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2009/08/us-consumer-1945-2008.html' title='US Consumer: 1945-2008'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-3728781893833955064</id><published>2009-08-17T09:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T09:29:42.494-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><title type='text'>Muddled Mess</title><content type='html'>I can't put a narrative my dreams last night, so here's the corporate solution: Bullet Points!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I was talking to my maternal grandfather.&lt;br /&gt;- Jake "the Snake" Roberts was wrestling Hulk Hogan.  He pile drived him on some big cushion thing a few times, then on the regular mat.  He got his snake out, too.&lt;br /&gt;- Kids were all facinated by the snake and ran over there.  Jake put the snake back in the carrying case and some little midget kit was in there with a helmet and a battle axe.&lt;br /&gt;- There was some South Park episode to do with Star Wars.&lt;br /&gt;- I was in a valley, trying to solve a murder.  It was more like a game than an investigation.  I caught the murderer because she gave me an improbable travel time.&lt;br /&gt;- A gun fight broke out between (I think) mercenaries and hunters.  I had to slide down some mud into Chicago (all twenty square feet of it).  I learned that 3 million of Chicago's residents lived on a boat in the lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-3728781893833955064?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/3728781893833955064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=3728781893833955064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/3728781893833955064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/3728781893833955064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2009/08/muddled-mess.html' title='Muddled Mess'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-8665037923704710405</id><published>2009-08-06T09:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T09:30:09.460-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>Sixty-Four Years</title><content type='html'>Sixty-four years ago, my country unleashed a new weapon upon Hiroshima.  This was in addition to the fire bombing of Japan that the army had carried forth.  There's a reason that all Japanese cities are made of new buildings.  The fire bombing caused more carnage and disaster than the two hydrogen bombs did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The difference is that the development of nuclear weapons changed the nature of what Theodore Roosevelt called "the big stick".  With North Korea, Iran, Pakistan, Burma, and India all getting or developing nuclear weapons and many more having large stock piles, the world has an uneasy truce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I hope what Obama and the &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/hostednews/ap/article/ALeqM5jb7aYlanpMk7_1iLgokikpzKFh8wD99TDT580"&gt;Hiroshima mayor wants&lt;/a&gt;, does happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-8665037923704710405?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/8665037923704710405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=8665037923704710405' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/8665037923704710405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/8665037923704710405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2009/08/sixty-four-years.html' title='Sixty-Four Years'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-6922232025876087927</id><published>2009-08-03T12:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T12:10:45.632-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='findings on the web'/><title type='text'>Uh, Yeah</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v1tufV0u5Ec&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v1tufV0u5Ec&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-6922232025876087927?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/6922232025876087927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=6922232025876087927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/6922232025876087927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/6922232025876087927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2009/08/uh-yeah.html' title='Uh, Yeah'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-490918384467637348</id><published>2009-07-21T16:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T16:45:15.236-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Strange Wisconsin'/><title type='text'>Gein's Revival</title><content type='html'>Yep, &lt;a href="http://www.nbc15.com/home/headlines/3829386.html"&gt;something in the beer in this state&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;LANCASTER, Wis. (AP) -- An attorney for a 23-year-old man accused of trying to dig up a dead woman in Cassville to have sex with her says his client only wanted to wanted to pose her in a "non-sexual way."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In opening statements, defense attorney Suzanne Edwards described Nicholas Grunke as a shy virgin who longed to have a girlfriend. When a 20-year-old woman died in a 2006 motorcycle crash, Edwards says Grunke wanted to "set up a little fairy-tale scenario."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grunke is accused of attempted third-degree sexual assault, attempted criminal damage to a cemetery and attempted misdemeanor theft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prosecutor Tony Pozorski argued that Grunke intended to have sex with the body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pozorski argued that Grunke, his twin brother Alexander, and friend Dustin Radke were involved in the alleged scheme. The prosecutor says a van found near the scene contained shovels, a wrecking bar and a box of condoms.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-490918384467637348?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/490918384467637348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=490918384467637348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/490918384467637348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/490918384467637348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2009/07/geins-revival.html' title='Gein&apos;s Revival'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-3032798993632480810</id><published>2009-07-17T16:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T16:46:39.524-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='findings on the web'/><title type='text'>Pop! Goes the Fetishist</title><content type='html'>Some people have &lt;a href="http://www.duluthnewstribune.com/event/article/id/125478"&gt;interesting desires&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;A Duluth man with a history of burglary to satisfy a self-professed sexual fetish for slashing large rubber exercise balls has been at it again, according to a complaint made public on Thursday.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess he was going for the double pop:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Court documents in the earlier cases indicate that Bjerkness told Duluth police he slashed the rubber balls to satisfy a sexual urge. He said he popped some of them with his hands. Experts in the field said that Bjerkness has a fetish or unusual attraction to inflatable exercise devices.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-3032798993632480810?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/3032798993632480810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=3032798993632480810' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/3032798993632480810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/3032798993632480810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2009/07/pop-goes-fetishist.html' title='Pop! Goes the Fetishist'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-3871701401704013746</id><published>2009-07-17T13:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T14:01:06.882-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff i did'/><title type='text'>'tis But A Scratch!</title><content type='html'>So my right pinky is only sprained, not broken.  I saw a sports medicine guy who plays rugby and he gave me some padding to put between my fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Oshkosh Pigfest is a go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SmDKZyFPTMI/AAAAAAAAANo/blBshHTGPRE/s1600-h/Picture+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SmDKZyFPTMI/AAAAAAAAANo/blBshHTGPRE/s320/Picture+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359506100860177602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-3871701401704013746?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/3871701401704013746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=3871701401704013746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/3871701401704013746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/3871701401704013746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2009/07/tis-but-scratch.html' title='&apos;tis But A Scratch!'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SmDKZyFPTMI/AAAAAAAAANo/blBshHTGPRE/s72-c/Picture+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-2673562887388885846</id><published>2009-07-10T14:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T14:15:48.244-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>Facebook Stalking</title><content type='html'>So I've had some weird dreams lately full of people I've known from my past.  It got me to thinking what I could have done if I wasn't consumed with anxiety while growing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enter Facebook Stalking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I'm not openly on Facebook, I created a profile for just these occasions.  So I looked the pictures off all of those people from my past and realized that my life has ended up ok as I'm not 400 pounds, putting Sears Photo Studio pictures of my kids online, and generally looking like I'm waiting around until my kids graduate so I can get back to my life in the suburbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Virginia, there are fates worse than death.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-2673562887388885846?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/2673562887388885846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=2673562887388885846' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/2673562887388885846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/2673562887388885846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2009/07/facebook-stalking.html' title='Facebook Stalking'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-5696913598731076693</id><published>2009-07-08T13:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T13:57:54.607-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='findings on the web'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='test'/><title type='text'>Kind of Not White</title><content type='html'>So I went through all of the &lt;a href="http://stuffwhitepeoplelike.com/"&gt;Stuff White People Like&lt;/a&gt; and scored a 22 out of 126.  Now does that make me not very white or does that make me 22 out of 126 whiter than an average person?  I didn't bother finding out officially, so if someone has, please let me know.  I really should have a 23rd with "Liking not liking being too white".  I think that would qualify&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-5696913598731076693?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/5696913598731076693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=5696913598731076693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/5696913598731076693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/5696913598731076693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2009/07/kind-of-not-white.html' title='Kind of Not White'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-8388945581639206325</id><published>2009-07-04T23:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T23:25:56.775-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>The 5th Wheel</title><content type='html'>I was a bit extraneous tonight.  That shit gets old&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-8388945581639206325?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/8388945581639206325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=8388945581639206325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/8388945581639206325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/8388945581639206325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2009/07/5th-wheel.html' title='The 5th Wheel'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-4780332473345039920</id><published>2009-07-01T12:37:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T12:39:31.258-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='findings on the web'/><title type='text'>I Feel Mad, Damnit!</title><content type='html'>Actually, this is one of my favorite vintage Sesame Street cartoons.  It makes me not mad:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uoBwmAc5IzQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uoBwmAc5IzQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-4780332473345039920?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/4780332473345039920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=4780332473345039920' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/4780332473345039920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/4780332473345039920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2009/07/i-get-mad-damnit.html' title='I Feel Mad, Damnit!'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-6647086706487393880</id><published>2009-06-29T11:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T12:12:59.776-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff i did'/><title type='text'>Of Marches and Puppets</title><content type='html'>I'm a devoted citizen of this state, yet I occasionally find myself in first-time experiences integral to this state and city that most people do before finishing high school.  Such was the case last Thursday when I finally made it to &lt;a href="http://www.summerfest.com/flash/#"&gt;Summerfest&lt;/a&gt; in Milwaukee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend who covers music for the local paper texted me that she had an open ticket to see Bon Jovi on Thursday.  I kind of scratched my head as I'm not a big fan of them despite buying "Slippery When Wet" when I was 13.  But then I thought why not as it gets me out of the house and I'll find a way to enjoy it anyway.  My friend bought two tickets and then was comped two press passes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She picked up the press passes and her and another fried of her's took the press passes.  She almost sold the extra ticket to some strange older guy and it's thankful she didn't as the press passes were to take photos of the event, not enter.  Since I wasn't all hot to see Bon Jovi, they took the tickets and I thought about heading to downtown to hang out for a while.  Then I remembered that she said the Meat Puppets were playing at 8.  I had seen them last month as a +1 with my friend, so I bought the $15 general admission ticket and headed in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first stop was the Water Street Brewery booth and I promptly had two glasses of beer in my hand.  I enjoyed walking around seeing the wares and food.  The Meat Puppets were as good as they were at the Annex the month previous and crowd was really into it.  I also realized my age watching all of the other aging Gen X'ers in the crowd.  I also watched some of Matthew Sweet, but didn't stay for the whole thing.  I &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/liebeaffe"&gt;tweeted on it here&lt;/a&gt;.  I think I'll head back next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday I headed up to Pride in Minneapolis.  On the car ride up, I caught up on all of the team drama of the last month from Stephen.  I have to remember to use Priceline as Stephen got a room at the Hilton downtown for $50 a night.  I think it's usually $150.  We caught a little bit a Lorring Park, caught dinner with Michael, Shari and Sophie and then headed to the Eagle around 10.  We didn't stay long at the Eagle as it was full of older, sweaty men and I didn't think Melissa, who I was catching up with and who would be only one of three women there, would much enjoy it.  Stephen, Melissa and I caught a bar across the river whose name I forget.  Then we dropped Stephen off at the Saloon and hung out for a while at &lt;a href="http://www.towntalkdiner.com/"&gt;Town Talk Diner&lt;/a&gt;.  That was the first time in two or two and a half years that I'd been able to sit and talk with her, so that was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday I marched in the parade holding one end of our banner.  I'm thinking that I may be platonically gay given all of the stuff I do.  So be it.  We played about a half hour of rugby and even though it was touch, I managed to jam my pinky while putting the ball down.  Ain't it pretty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/Skj1-R_5bwI/AAAAAAAAANg/RFOC54aUzqE/s1600-h/Finger.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/Skj1-R_5bwI/AAAAAAAAANg/RFOC54aUzqE/s320/Finger.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352798607461936898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I caught dinner with Michael, Shari and Sophie again then headed home daydreaming all the way back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-6647086706487393880?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/6647086706487393880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=6647086706487393880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/6647086706487393880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/6647086706487393880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2009/06/of-marches-and-puppets.html' title='Of Marches and Puppets'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/Skj1-R_5bwI/AAAAAAAAANg/RFOC54aUzqE/s72-c/Finger.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-6142242524923451212</id><published>2009-06-18T11:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T11:49:50.732-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Green for the Iranian Protesters</title><content type='html'>I've been meaning, as I often have done, to blog more.  This will be short so:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Petition Google to &lt;a href="http://www.whereistheirvote.x10hosting.com/"&gt;change their logo&lt;/a&gt; for a day to support the Iranian protesters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Andrew Sullivan &lt;a href="http://andrewsullivan.theatlantic.com/"&gt;has been covering it extensively at his blog&lt;/a&gt; on the Atlantic website.  I'm sure there are other sites covering it as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too often those in charge repress this kind of protest and I'm afraid it may end up like Tiananmen Square.  This difference with the Iranian protests is that they are more cohesive and Iran has a far more engaged citizenry.  Some change is on the way, I hope for the better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-6142242524923451212?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/6142242524923451212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=6142242524923451212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/6142242524923451212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/6142242524923451212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2009/06/green-for-iranian-protesters.html' title='Green for the Iranian Protesters'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-219623129058678425</id><published>2009-06-11T08:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T08:16:37.010-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><title type='text'>Chattanooga</title><content type='html'>This morning at about 4 am, I was married to a Chinese woman who was getting her masters degree somewhere.  We lived in Chattanooga.  We talked about the auto industry next to this man-made slope.  She then cooked dinner for the two of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I was in some apartment with wooden floors that had just been refinished.  A party started, then I woke up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-219623129058678425?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/219623129058678425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=219623129058678425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/219623129058678425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/219623129058678425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2009/06/chattanooga.html' title='Chattanooga'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-3651453596320300017</id><published>2009-06-01T16:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T16:05:58.493-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='findings on the web'/><title type='text'>The Astounding World of the Future!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GJjUVIIYptE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GJjUVIIYptE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-3651453596320300017?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/3651453596320300017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=3651453596320300017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/3651453596320300017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/3651453596320300017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2009/06/astounding-world-of-future.html' title='The Astounding World of the Future!'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-4966661901485219485</id><published>2009-05-29T15:52:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T15:55:17.688-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='findings on the web'/><title type='text'>The Black Hole of Masculinity</title><content type='html'>Belongs to this guy.  I'm no alpha dog-type and don't believe in this Maxim-style manhood, but this guy is pretty pathetic.  She leaves him, probably because he decorated his bathroom pink, and then he makes this pile of dung?  Does anybody (all two of you) really think this is beautiful like the people who commented on it?  If this was me, I'd chop my balls of and stop pretending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lifetime Channel's Pussy of the Year Award goes to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4iIYRZWBd9Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4iIYRZWBd9Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-4966661901485219485?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/4966661901485219485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=4966661901485219485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/4966661901485219485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/4966661901485219485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2009/05/black-hole-of-masculinity.html' title='The Black Hole of Masculinity'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-4293570843423183526</id><published>2009-05-19T10:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T14:26:42.493-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='findings on the web'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Jesse "The Mind" Ventura</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ObiRJ1LsWBc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ObiRJ1LsWBc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://brooklynmutt.tumblr.com/post/109616235/jesse-ventura-schools-the-views-elisabeth"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PeMuDN9Ewyc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PeMuDN9Ewyc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-4293570843423183526?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/4293570843423183526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=4293570843423183526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/4293570843423183526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/4293570843423183526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2009/05/jesse-mind-ventura.html' title='Jesse &quot;The Mind&quot; Ventura'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-8068140278090480904</id><published>2009-05-05T08:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T08:08:03.760-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff i did'/><title type='text'>Morning Drive</title><content type='html'>So these are the songs that played on my ipod on the way to work:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Deep Blue Day: Brian Eno&lt;br /&gt;- All Dead, All Dead: Queen&lt;br /&gt;- Meeting in the Aisle: Radiohead&lt;br /&gt;- Suicide is Painless: Jon Mandel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheery shit, eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-8068140278090480904?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/8068140278090480904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=8068140278090480904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/8068140278090480904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/8068140278090480904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2009/05/morning-drive.html' title='Morning Drive'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-4991220712435517785</id><published>2009-05-04T20:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T20:53:40.428-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>You Fail!</title><content type='html'>So I'm supposed to be doing my project for class.  It's due Monday and the professor said two months ago "If you haven't started it, get going."  Not that it's that hard, I just don't care.  The only ramification to me is if I wanted to keep going, I'd have an "F".  And I'd be a bit disappointed in myself.  Then again, with all of the anxiety and obsessive/compulsive thoughts at bay, I kind of don't care.  This could be one of those decisions that bites me in the ass later on.  I can afford that as I have very few of those.  I even took high school seriously when I was there.  Then again, that got me into Macalester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday, I have to make it to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/T%C3%B3rshavn"&gt;Tórshavn&lt;/a&gt;.  Just do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of, I am going to make it to Saint Louis early this summer to catch the &lt;a href="http://www.onestopgardens.net/botanical-gardens.php"&gt;botanical gardens&lt;/a&gt;.  Plus Saint Louis is a fun town.  Extended weekend, me thinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rifftrax.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rifftrax&lt;/a&gt; is amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am taking time off from school this summer, maybe never to return.  I'm not that challenged by it and I want to catch up on personal projects.  Projects such as reading the stack of books that I've accumulated, making that damn website of articles that I like, family history, etc., and just enjoying the summer.  To be honest, I like winter the best, but with rugby I have a much better reason to like Summer more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tinkering the idea of going to Disneyland this January.  When I visited Michael and Shari in January 2000, I really had a blast with them and Adam going through the mostly empty park.  And if I can get a good group of friends together, it would be a blast even if we were camping at Chernobyl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm half-thinking of joining the Republican Party to cause trouble from the inside.  Why &lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/SunsetStrip/Pavilion/9373/atlanta.html"&gt;preach to the converted&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, that's all I have to say, but it's more than I've said on here in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I think I may have broken a rib.  Still playing this weekend, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S or P.S.S. Um, I forgot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-4991220712435517785?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/4991220712435517785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=4991220712435517785' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/4991220712435517785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/4991220712435517785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2009/05/you-fail.html' title='You Fail!'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-4931268351561536090</id><published>2009-04-30T08:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T08:33:30.921-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><title type='text'>Bells</title><content type='html'>So last night in my dream, I got married... to a guy.  I was happy and all, but not interesting in consumating it.  I also was in some sociology class and was carrying my tv with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So be it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-4931268351561536090?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/4931268351561536090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=4931268351561536090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/4931268351561536090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/4931268351561536090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2009/04/bells.html' title='Bells'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-7114343947111809422</id><published>2009-04-23T07:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T07:55:25.373-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><title type='text'>Damn Depressing Movie</title><content type='html'>So I watched the Wrestler last night, a very good, but depressing movie.  So of course my dreams were all fucked up.  I remember that Mickey Rourke had a pet spider, but it was covered in a ball of dust, twigs, and other shit.  He had to put it somewhere for the spider to come out.  The Wonder Bread man made an appearance, but he was supposed to be some hipster and his presence was really special.  Then I was with Shari, Michael, and Amanda.  We walked past a couple of dead, bloody cows in the road and I worried what Sophie would think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't remember much more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-7114343947111809422?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/7114343947111809422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=7114343947111809422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/7114343947111809422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/7114343947111809422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2009/04/damn-depressing-movie.html' title='Damn Depressing Movie'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416356.post-61114590107160164</id><published>2009-04-21T23:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T23:51:20.590-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff i did'/><title type='text'>Yes!</title><content type='html'>I'm drunk now!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416356-61114590107160164?l=blog.pds74.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.pds74.com/feeds/61114590107160164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7416356&amp;postID=61114590107160164' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/61114590107160164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416356/posts/default/61114590107160164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.pds74.com/2009/04/yes.html' title='Yes!'/><author><name>Henry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KjD3PIBT8U/SwxK-kiezmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/S_6YeCQnhBI/S220/mad+iguana.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
