<?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-3639710</id><updated>2011-06-08T01:22:36.169-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This blog stinks</title><subtitle type='html'>ramblings and other nonsense</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</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>210</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-88934852</id><published>2003-02-11T16:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-11T16:10:48.470-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;"I LOVE YOU HENRY ROLLINS!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;words uttered by Sara Hijaz in a loving yet, mocking tone...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Last night I fullfilled one of my greatest aspirations!!  I MET HENRY ROLLINS!  I first fell for his spoken word in '94 due to my dear friend Steve who claims that he would have never made it through much of his crazy "Murphy's Law" life without the help of Henry Rollins.  I then began listening to his music (via. Black Flag &amp; Rollins Band).  It comes down to the fact that he is a great advocate for music therapy without even knowing it.  He gives mad props to so very many musicians that through their music helped him to discover himself.&lt;br /&gt;  So let's start here...for Jahva:&lt;br /&gt;   MOBY RELATED COMMENTS IN ONE EVENING BY HENRY ROLLINS....2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.)  while discussing uninfomed "critics" in our media he commented on the negative press Eminem's movie "8 Mile" recieved.  In the process he said "I wouldn't want to cross Eminem...he's pretty f***in talented and scary...I wouldn't want to be MOBY!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.)  in a section at the end of the spoken word called "Letter's to Whitey"  Henry read a series of rants he had written after he had recieved threats on his life from the KKK.  Before reading the rants he talked about how they were just his way of getting out some frustration and just wrote things down..and probably said things about people who didn't deserve it...The point of the fact was that he was very angry and obviously could not take too much out on such a scary organization...so he simply wrote a series of rants about very WHITE things.  i.e. What do these three things have in common A.) the WHITE house B.) the WHITE cliffs of Dover  C.) Soul Asylum.&lt;br /&gt;At one point in this he did talk about Moby.  Just jokingly about the spaceman uniform thing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the record, I really believe Jahva would have LOVED this spoken word!  It was phenominal!  He also spoke a lot about musicians that have really touched his life and all the wonderful musicians who have died recently.  He spoke AT LENGTH about Joe Strummer and of course Dee Dee &amp; Joey Ramone.  It was really beautiful!  He also spoke a ton about the "Up and Coming" war with Iraq, Why beautiful women choose stupid men, the Osbourne's New Years Party (he never goes to parties), death in America (tobacco, suicide, obesity, and murder), and the unfortunate death of his girlfriend. I wish I could recall some of his words verbatim but unfortunatly..I cannot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flashforward.  End of the Evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 hours away from Richmond..my dear friend Sara understands that I've wanted to see Henry for years.  So she agrees to wait with me to meet him.  We wait in the freezing cold outside the NorVa in Norfolk, Va for what seems like an eternity!  He comes out.  WOW!  No joking,Jahva...he looks tough on TV and on stage.  He IS SO UNCOMFORTABLE around people.  He just clams up and looks in pain.  He's VERY short. With heals on I was taller then him.  But very kind, he signed two autographs for me..one for me and one for my friend, Steve.  He also took a picture with my friend Sara &amp; I!!!!!!!!!!!!!  WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ran back to the car and giggled the whole way!!  It was AMAZING!  :)&lt;br /&gt;What a great night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-88934852?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/88934852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/88934852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#88934852' title=''/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06642896810442923857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-88305212</id><published>2003-01-30T21:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-30T21:24:19.033-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Christmas Pictures&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my Christmas pictures back...finally...&lt;br /&gt;I would love to scan them..but it takes too long&lt;br /&gt;I have 2 applications left to mail.&lt;br /&gt;MUST send them in the next 2 days!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm not allowing myself to do anything until they are out!&lt;br /&gt;Pray for my sanity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Jahva..the pictures at D&amp;B are GREAT!  I'll get them posted as soon as these applications are done&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s. I procrastinate!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;p.p.s.s. WAY TOOO MUCH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-88305212?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/88305212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/88305212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88305212' title=''/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06642896810442923857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-88083556</id><published>2003-01-27T00:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-27T00:29:20.330-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I need to update everyone on:&lt;br /&gt;1.  Symphony performance and "Coat Man"&lt;br /&gt;2.  My viewing of The Pianist&lt;br /&gt;3.  Super Bowl Party&lt;br /&gt;4.  Night at the Improv with Mitch Hedberg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-88083556?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/88083556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/88083556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88083556' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-87934973</id><published>2003-01-23T21:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-23T21:15:13.903-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;WHERE in the WORld is LESLIE SHAFFER?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm a little spontaneous!  Just got back from GA on Monday.  Got a call last night from my friend Tony in Athens.  Having a party.  Wants me to be there.  So I'm gonna go.  OYE!  But, hey, why the heck not.  Leavin work a little early and trying to make it into town to go see a movie with Nathan.  Yup, talked to him tonight too.  Anyway, I like to travel!  And soon enough I won't be able to do that so much.  I have to be responsible.  I'll be a nanny in Vermont, and nothing is all that close to Vermont.  No more last minute trips to Athens.  A little sad.  Plus, going to Athens for Valentine's Day for the Opera.  So, probably a total of 4 trips to Athens in 6 months.  Not too shabby for a girl who doesn't live all that close anymore.  Wish me luck!  Pray for my safe travel please!  Off I go.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-87934973?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/87934973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/87934973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87934973' title=''/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06642896810442923857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-87825314</id><published>2003-01-21T23:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-21T23:31:39.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I went to &lt;a href="http://www.guessthename.com"&gt;guessthename&lt;/a&gt;, which is a cool site.  You think of a movie or tv show and the site asks you yes or no questions until it guesses what you are thinking.  It did not take them long to guess West Wing, but it took them a ton of questions till they picked my movie Swingers.  They asked a lot of questions that I said no to.  After about 4 yes questions they picked Swingers.  My only problem:  after I said yes when they asked me if it is a movie about people who moved from New York to LA the next question was if it was a movie about gay amish midget porn?  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-87825314?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/87825314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/87825314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87825314' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-87822508</id><published>2003-01-21T22:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-21T22:22:43.333-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Lyrics &amp; Story to the Pee-Pee Song&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the moment you have all been waiting for: THE PEE-PEE SONG!&lt;br /&gt;(first you need to hear a very bouncy almost Mr. Roger's-esk kids song in your head)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a salty pee-pee Fruitloop,&lt;br /&gt;Then you pick berries and die.&lt;br /&gt;Apples make me vulnerable,&lt;br /&gt;Orange juice is my friEND.&lt;br /&gt;Belching larva is the TREND..&lt;br /&gt;IT'S NOT DETERGENT..&lt;br /&gt;I also have a codpiece named Fred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;STORY BEHIND THE MAGIC&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Mikey &amp; Dave were in H.S. they used to pass notes in class.  The purpose of the notes was to make the other guy laugh.  Therefore, they would each write a wacked out line and the next would add on.  Over 6 years later they decide to make some of these lines into a song.  &lt;br /&gt;I would also like to add that the song is much funnier in person..and that for over 3 hours I thought the line was "Apples make me VARPLE" which makes no sense,..but neither does anything else in the song..so why start there!??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dave's favorite line that didn't make the song..but will be in the verses to come:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If Scott Joplin is my Mother then why do I smell like cheese?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-87822508?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/87822508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/87822508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87822508' title=''/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06642896810442923857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-87822152</id><published>2003-01-21T22:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-21T22:14:47.543-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Georgia &amp; The Pee-Pee Song&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would just like to say I LOVE MY FRIENDS!  They are crazy and perfect just the way God made them :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example....Went to GA this past weekend.  Arrived in the City of Augusta at Midnight.  Followed my Ghetto AAA directions and got lost in the very wrong part of town for 45 minutes.  Evenutally found Mike &amp; Dave's place.  Here's how the next few hours went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Knocked on the door.&lt;br /&gt;2. Mike comes downstairs in his boxers.."LA!!!!  I MISSED YOU!!!  WASN'T SURE IF YOU WERE GOING TO MAKE IT TONIGHT!"&lt;br /&gt;3. Sat on couch&lt;br /&gt;4. Woke up (accidently) Mike's roomy &amp; high school buddy, Dave.&lt;br /&gt;5. Dave: "We should sing her the Pee-Pee song!"&lt;br /&gt;6. Mike: "YEAH!"&lt;br /&gt;7. Mike grabs guitar.&lt;br /&gt;8. Mike sings song&lt;br /&gt;9. Leslie laughs about song for 3 1/2 hours until falling asleep.&lt;br /&gt;10.  Dave makes an Omlette and Champaigne breakfast for the 3 at 3am! More singing follows&lt;br /&gt;11.  Dave leaves at 4am for Atlanta to catch a flight to Michigan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-87822152?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/87822152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/87822152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87822152' title=''/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06642896810442923857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-87773100</id><published>2003-01-21T01:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-21T01:50:02.853-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Do you know what Leslie needs?   WWE magnets.....ya baby.  I've got just the one that I saw in the used book store the other day.  By the way when is the internship done?  I don't think I'll have funds for a mid east trip this summer.  But if you want to come down and visit I'll have tons of places to go figured out by then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-87773100?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/87773100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/87773100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87773100' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-87773027</id><published>2003-01-21T01:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-21T01:47:09.960-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I broke three strings on my tennis racquet this weekend.  I've been waiting for a couple months for them to break.  They have looked so frayed so a long time now.  So I decided to go with a little better string.   Ahhh...I carry on as if anyone reads my stinky blog........so as I was saying.  I had it re-strung and played with it tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-87773027?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/87773027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/87773027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87773027' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-87772972</id><published>2003-01-21T01:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-21T01:44:55.706-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I saw the new star trek movie last weekend.  It was ok, nothing special.  Just seemed like a longer television show.  Very predictible and no real great villian or plot twists or even decent special effects.  Still it was decent entertainment.....what ya gonna do?  I think I had more fun getting lost on the way to the movie......only 4-5 miles away but we found the shortcut of 20 miles.  Running accross the parking lot into the theatre just as it started.  Then we got a little lost on the way back home to the bar.  still a very enjoyable night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-87772972?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/87772972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/87772972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87772972' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-87772827</id><published>2003-01-21T01:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-21T01:40:11.623-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;All the good ones are gone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to buy a calender during the supposed calender buying season.  Now all the decent ones are gone.  I'm left with Harry Potter, Backstreet Boys and Kittens.  A friend says I should go with puppies since woman fall for that.  I don't think they do......but noone comes to my place anyway......especially women.....so what does it matter anyway.  I think excluding my parents I have had one visit from someone to my apartment since red devil and jahva were here last.  Anyway I need a calender and all the good ones are gone.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-87772827?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/87772827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/87772827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87772827' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-87772701</id><published>2003-01-21T01:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-21T01:35:13.193-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We are getting a group together to go see Mitch Hedberg......wanna come?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-87772701?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/87772701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/87772701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87772701' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-87772684</id><published>2003-01-21T01:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-21T01:34:39.350-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Have you seen Swingers?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sooo Jon Favreau's charactor Mike......without the love sickness and dialed down a little from the pathetic side.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-87772684?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/87772684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/87772684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87772684' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-87772645</id><published>2003-01-21T01:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-21T01:33:01.646-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;New Season of Coupling:..........its a good thing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-87772645?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/87772645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/87772645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87772645' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-87714743</id><published>2003-01-20T00:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-20T00:16:41.753-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Ultimate Frisbee Fun&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played ultimate frisbee this weekend.  It was a casual game where most people could not play that well, myself included, but it was still great fun.  My team won all three rounds with our strategy of picking up the frisbee and throwing it to the end zone most times so either we score or turn it over far away from our end zone.  Since we were playing on a wide open field we had wind issues.  Example:  I had the frisbee about 5-10 yards outside our own end zone with someone closly guarding me, not giving me much room to throw.  I through the frisbee and after about 15-20 yards it started floating higher and higher into the sky until the wind caught it and pushed it back in the air so it went all the way behind me landing in my own end zone.  Which is a score for the other team.  Lucky for me I did not know hardly anyone at that game.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-87714743?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/87714743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/87714743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87714743' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-87714453</id><published>2003-01-20T00:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-20T00:09:45.153-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;The God Mudda&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to a dinner theatre performance of the comedy spoof  "The God Mudda" this weekend.  After dinner they opened the show with having the audiance sing and they explained how during the show we should interact with the cast.  The crowd would "boo hissss" bad people, "hoo ray" the good one, "awe" at the sentimental moments and throw popcorn at any time.  Yes, throw popcorn.  Although only the people up close could hit the cast, the best parts were during intermissions when the audiance got into some really great popcorn fights.  There's nothing like a comedy were the waiter dies 7 times and you have a cast with such names as Citronella Candelloni, Don Knottsio and Don Johnson.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-87714453?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/87714453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/87714453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87714453' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-87660014</id><published>2003-01-18T19:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-18T19:43:41.350-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Witness to a Crime&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I witnessed a crime today, or at least the getaway part.  I was on my way with friends to play ultimate frisbee when we stopped at a convience store.  When we pulled into the parking lot there was a car in front of the store doors with the car faced away from the store with the passenger side door open.  We parked next to this car, giving it extra room since there door was wide open.  I stayed in the car with my friend's wife while my friend went into the store.  A minute later a guy ran out of the store with three cases of Bud Light.  He jumped into the car and it took off before the door could even close.  Two store employees ran out after him, but could do nothing as the car took off.  One employee was swinging a droom stick at them.  I don't know what that was meant to accomplish?  My friend went to the door of the store to try to see the plate, but they covered it with a towel.   All that for three cases of beer?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-87660014?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/87660014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/87660014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87660014' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-87514390</id><published>2003-01-15T22:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-15T22:05:29.133-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;New, Hip, Happening&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My challenge is this:&lt;br /&gt;Tell me something New, Hip, happening, or thrilling....&lt;br /&gt;Something that would make someone's day.  A story you heard or experienced that made you smile or laugh or even cry because its JUST SO GREAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks.&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/3639710-87514390?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/87514390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/87514390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87514390' title=''/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06642896810442923857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-87455340</id><published>2003-01-14T22:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-14T22:01:08.053-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO SCREAM...AND I CAN'T SCREAM HERE...SO I'LL DO IT ON BLOG&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has these great plans to go to GA this weekend and visit a friend (who incidently is Nathan's old roomy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, he never said anything, and now Mikey told me Nathan is planning on coming down!&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;HELP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-87455340?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/87455340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/87455340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87455340' title=''/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06642896810442923857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-87445132</id><published>2003-01-14T18:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-14T18:30:08.576-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm considering writing a free flowing short story in parts on this blog.  Al-a-jahva on the blog-a-thon, only much lesser quality and imagination.  Well of to mull some ideas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-87445132?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/87445132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/87445132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87445132' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-87399814</id><published>2003-01-13T22:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-13T22:31:02.040-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;MAGNET ILLNESS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So distraught over my last post I decided to do some inventory on my magents..here it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50 GREAT CLASSICAL COMPOSERS&lt;br /&gt;50 INSTRUMENT MAGNETS (to go with the composers)&lt;br /&gt;ONE LARGE Rectangular INSPIRATIONAL Magent (from Nathan's Mom for Graduation)&lt;br /&gt;ONE MEDIUM INSPIRATIONAL MAGNET ABOUT HUGS (from Mom for Christmas)&lt;br /&gt;3 SILVER CLIPPY MAGENTS (for hanging things)&lt;br /&gt;3 PLASTIC FRAME MAGNETS (one of the Kids that I will be Nannying for, one from New Year's 2 years ago, one of Paige &amp; I from Graduation)&lt;br /&gt;2 ANDY WARHOL MAGNETS&lt;br /&gt;ONE BOBCAT PAW MAGNET&lt;br /&gt;ONE AUTUMN MAGNET (from Mom for Autumn that I refuse to take down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50 + 50 + 19 + 1 + 1 + 3 + 3 + 2 + 1 + 1 = ONE-HUNDRED AND THIRTY-ONE MAGENTS...ON ONE FRIDGE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I KNOW I WANT MORE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  I HAVE AN ILLNESS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-87399814?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/87399814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/87399814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87399814' title=''/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06642896810442923857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-87399407</id><published>2003-01-13T22:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-13T22:22:36.230-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Magnets&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like magnets.  I think that's one of "my things."&lt;br /&gt;I've recently discovered I now have no room on my fridge for real items...because there are too many magnets on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To top it off, Jahva taught me how to make really cute marble magnets.  NOW with the addition of the series of &lt;i&gt;"50 Great Classical Composers"&lt;/i&gt; magnets that I got for Christmas from my friend Sara, I STILL have NO ROOM for anything else...Yet, I managed to make several cute marble magents anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what they are (just for fun sharing purposes..THANKS JAHVA!):&lt;br /&gt;  One for each member of the Osbourne Family, peach roses, red roses, 3 kinds of multicolored snowflakes (from a Christmas card), Red Cross Hospital Sign (from a picture of a bag that Reese Witherspoon owns), The Red Regular M&amp;M, the Yellow Peanut M&amp;M, a diamond, Leo Dicaprio (I know, but its a cute little pic from Catch me if you can), Hugh Grant, the word "Volunteer," one of the Chik-Fil-A cows, a sunflower, and part of a coat owned by Elton John!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES, THATS 19 NEW MAGNETS..THAT I DIDNT HAVE THE ROOM FOR ANYWAY!!! &lt;br /&gt;Wanna know the worst part? I'LL PROBABLY MAKE MORE!! I LOOOOOOOOOVE THEM!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-87399407?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/87399407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/87399407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87399407' title=''/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06642896810442923857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-87368606</id><published>2003-01-13T14:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-13T14:25:56.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;IMAX&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the IMAX version of Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers.  It was incredible.  It was the perfect movie for IMAX.  The awesome cinematography, sound, music and action blended perfectly for just a tremendous experience.  In addition I thought the movie was great.  Even though I am not a big science fiction fan, this I believe is a must see for everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-87368606?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/87368606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/87368606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87368606' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-87368475</id><published>2003-01-13T14:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-13T14:23:07.106-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Interview with a Doodler&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an interview today and my interviewer would not look at me when he talked.  He had his head down doodling on my resume.  Doodling is actually incorrect, it was more like coloring.  He started drawing a line, then added more lines until it mad a pyramid.  He then added more lines to make an arrow and of course any serious doodler knows then that you fill that in to make a box.  Which he did.  Very odd.  Also could not help but think of red devil as I had another interview with HR.  I'll tell him later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-87368475?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/87368475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/87368475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87368475' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-87220401</id><published>2003-01-10T09:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-10T09:16:19.593-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another Coupling Marathon this Sunday on BBC America.  Soon all the new seasons will be starting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-87220401?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/87220401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/87220401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2003_01_05_archive.html#87220401' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-87028439</id><published>2003-01-06T17:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-06T17:01:33.556-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Random Good Things:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A:  Good day at VTCC (my internship) today!  Very productive&lt;br /&gt; B: The mail today: 2 Christmas Cards, 2 Checks, 2 Bills and one Season's Greetings card from a guy named Bill.&lt;br /&gt;AHHA..all things considered a good mail day.&lt;br /&gt; C: I AM OFFICIALLY A MEMBER OF MY PROFESSIONAL ORGANIZATION!! AMTA!  (newsletter also in mail today!)&lt;br /&gt; D: Cheese sandwich and tomato soup at work today..mmmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt; E: Looking forward to seeing Legend of 1900!  Thanks lonestar!!!!&lt;br /&gt; F: All good weather for driving this break!&lt;br /&gt; G: My friends in Athens are lovely, so is my friend in Cincinnati!  Javha and Red Devil are BIG FUN!  My friend in AZ is a doll and his family is great fun as well!  FRIENDS = WARM FUZZIES!!  What a FABULOUS BREAK!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-87028439?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/87028439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/87028439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2003_01_05_archive.html#87028439' title=''/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06642896810442923857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-86975425</id><published>2003-01-05T16:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-06T01:34:50.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;A Few Firsts:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had sushi this weekend in Ft Worth.  The waitress had me start slow with california roll, lousana roll, tuna, salamon and some other roll with schrimp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the improv.  It was funny even though they never ended up using the ideas I wrote down.  But 2 of the 4 people I was with got attention.  A great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Legend of 1900.  Great movie with Tim Roth.  Leslie you might like it.  About a piano player who lived his entire life on a ship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way to go Steelers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More later on these subjects.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-86975425?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/86975425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/86975425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2003_01_05_archive.html#86975425' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-86181306</id><published>2002-12-17T14:16:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2002-12-17T14:16:53.150-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello Alex and Alyssa.  Maybe they will visit my tiny "stinky" site.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-86181306?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/86181306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/86181306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_12_15_archive.html#86181306' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-86181282</id><published>2002-12-17T14:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-12-17T14:16:16.243-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First off:  History Channel and The Learning Channel have great shows and specials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had a special about human insticts and attraction.  They profiled various studies on attraction and sex.  One that I'll share with you has to do with smell.  They said there are 6 genetic markers for your immune system.  People want to have healthy children and are driven to find a mate that best suites that purpose.  You want to find someone who has different genetic markers then you as far as immune system is concerned.  (ie 1/6 is good and 5/6 would be bad as far as increasing your chances at a healthy baby)  They took six women who wore a t-shirt overnight for two nights.  They collected each shirt in a sealed bag then froze it.  Then they placed each shirt in a sealed jar.  Then the man smelled each sample after each jar was opened.  He ranked them by which was smelled best to him.  That previously took blood samples to check the gentic markers.  It turned out his top three had 0/6, 0/6 and 1/6 of the same markers as him (a great gentic fit for producing healthy babies) his last three were 4/6, 4/6 and 5/6.  Amazing how our bodies are set up to find the right mates.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-86181282?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/86181282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/86181282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_12_15_archive.html#86181282' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-86131183</id><published>2002-12-16T16:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-12-17T14:44:32.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Photos of a few tennis friends:  Daren and Kata (visiting from NYC), Alex and Alyssa (visiting from San Fran.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ofoto.com/BrowsePhotos.jsp?UV=832468718182_88842721703&amp;collid=32134721703"&gt;Tennis friends&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-86131183?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/86131183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/86131183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_12_15_archive.html#86131183' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-85988604</id><published>2002-12-14T06:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-12-14T06:29:05.030-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to the NCAA semi-finals with two Bruins.  UCLA won 2-1.  We were sitting near a lot of Maryland fans.  they were not too happy when my friend kept chanting UC..LA...UC..LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to witness an unusual play that made ESPN's SportCenter for the number 5 worst play of the week.  Two guys were on the ground with their legs tied up together.  The UCLA guy then kicked MD player right in the groin.  They part they didn't show in the highlights which would have made it better was after being treated on the field for 5 minutes the MD player finally got up.  First thing....the ref gave him a yellow card. (MD player and not the guy who kicked him in the groin)  I think he got the yellow for tripping.  All too funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on one note as my pet peev for soccer.  One player had the ball taken away and "played" injured on the ground.  No foul called.  About 30 seconds later the ball is loose and rolls into the "severally injured" player on the ground who has noone around him.  And wouldn't you know....a miracle....he jumps up and takes the balls dribblling down the field.&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/3639710-85988604?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/85988604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/85988604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_12_08_archive.html#85988604' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-85988447</id><published>2002-12-14T06:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-12-14T06:20:28.946-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Looking for "that" song.....check this out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alaskajim.com/charts/currentsingles/radio.asp"&gt;playlists&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-85988447?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/85988447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/85988447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_12_08_archive.html#85988447' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-85889646</id><published>2002-12-12T06:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-12-12T06:09:46.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Jeffisms&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When exactly do you take your socks off? My advice is to get them off right after your shoes, and before your trousers. That's the sock gap. Miss it, and suddenly you are a naked man in socks. No self-respecting woman would ever let a naked man in socks do the squelchy with her."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;BBCAmerica.com&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;www.richardcoyle.fsnet.co.uk&lt;/b&gt;  a must see!!!! especially if you have audio you can hear his clips.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-85889646?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/85889646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/85889646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_12_08_archive.html#85889646' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-85889093</id><published>2002-12-12T05:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-12-12T05:43:35.483-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Men's NCAA Soccer finals is this weekend and I think I'm going to see a game or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say 1,800 season ticket holder for Manchester United are believed deceased.  But the families have not notified them since they may fear losing the tickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be the 5th wheel at a Christmas party this weekend at someones house I do not know.  Need to find some wine to bring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-85889093?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/85889093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/85889093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_12_08_archive.html#85889093' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-85888967</id><published>2002-12-12T05:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-12-12T05:36:59.916-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Red Devil and Jahva:  Will you be around the week of Christmas?  I am buying tickets soon and I maybe around for an entire week and would like to visit if it is not an inconvience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-85888967?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/85888967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/85888967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_12_08_archive.html#85888967' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-85888916</id><published>2002-12-12T05:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-12-12T05:34:52.960-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Coupling&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On either Christmas Eve or Christmas Day BBC America will show the entire first and second season of Coupling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-85888916?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/85888916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/85888916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_12_08_archive.html#85888916' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-85765053</id><published>2002-12-09T22:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-12-09T22:21:43.926-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;The Pride of Pittsburgh&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't get it.....&lt;br /&gt;Christina A (couldnt spell it if i tried)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New image...total prostitute...&lt;br /&gt;New song: Dirrty......total prostitute crap&lt;br /&gt;Outfit at the VMA's: hello?!?  Prostitution..party of one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real New Song: Beautiful......easily the most healthy song for EVERY teenage (and any age) girl to listen to!  PHENOMINAL!!  I love it!!! It's really very lovely, and I hope for her sake SHE actually wrote it.  It's lovely!  Everyone should listen to it!  While she's at it...she may want to listen to her own music and get some self respect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, maybe thats just my opinion!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-85765053?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/85765053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/85765053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_12_08_archive.html#85765053' title=''/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06642896810442923857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-85705620</id><published>2002-12-08T20:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-12-08T20:45:48.563-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;When It Rains.....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not so much thrilling, but I would like to share the last 2 days in review:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight:  Email from Old Roommate...sees MY ex in Target...this girlfriend broke up with him....&lt;br /&gt;                 This is a good thing. WHY?  Because she's a really hateful person...and caused our friendship to really go down the tubes...and I would cry everyday if he ended up marrying such a horrible horribly mean woman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight:  Friend Tony calls....been dating very shallow girl for very shallow reasons for a month...I ask why he would wait so long to share this information...though processing such points in conversation...we find, he realises its weird...and pointless....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday:  Talk to friend in Arizona....says "coming home for Christmas"...I say "Yes." ...says "we should go out to dinner"...I say "great!  I would love to meet Margo (live in girlfriend from Pittsburgh as of this past summer...the live in part that is)...he says "OH, well thats a whole other story!" ...but then he had to go...so I dont know the whole story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story:  Tis the season...glad I'm not attached ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-85705620?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/85705620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/85705620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_12_08_archive.html#85705620' title=''/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06642896810442923857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-85543518</id><published>2002-12-05T10:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-12-05T10:40:05.700-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What should I get people for Christmas this year?  I splurged the past few years: snowblower, dvd player ect.....   But I don't have the same money this year.  Maybe its time to call in the loans from L A S.  just kidding&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-85543518?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/85543518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/85543518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85543518' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-85543439</id><published>2002-12-05T10:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-12-05T10:38:29.840-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A couple notes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my packed flight from Minnesota to Texas I was supposed to sit next to this attractive women.  But she switched to sit next to her boyfriend.  The women who switched was so big that I had to pull the arm rest up for her to fit.  So she was jammed against me for the entire flight.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this same flight was a friend who I used to play tennis with over the summer.  He was coming back from Thailand (I was invited to go, but too much $$$).  What are the odds of one of the few people I know here being on the same flight with me after he was coming from Thailand.&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/3639710-85543439?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/85543439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/85543439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85543439' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-85543199</id><published>2002-12-05T10:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-12-05T10:33:25.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.ofoto.com/BrowsePhotos.jsp?UV=779720892095_96102089603&amp;collid=43287659603"&gt;friends&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ofoto.com/BrowsePhotos.jsp?UV=779720892095_96102089603&amp;collid=67263449603"&gt;former-family&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-85543199?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/85543199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/85543199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85543199' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-85361009</id><published>2002-12-01T22:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-12-01T22:38:24.776-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I Can't Believe I Forgot about This Webpage this weekend! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://people.cornell.edu/pages/slp29/insane.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the page starts very fast so prepare yourself with the following directions NOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[1] Turn on the Speakers and allow the page to load fully&lt;br /&gt;[2] Stare at the Picture without laughing for 60 seconds&lt;br /&gt;[3] If you start laughing consider yourself legally insane &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jahva - I hope the sound works for you on this..because if not...it's useless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOOOOOOOVE THIS PAGE!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;biddy bum bladd bllliid  bllluuudd&lt;br /&gt;bling ding ding diga dum....squeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S SO VERY ENJOYABLE!!!  &lt;br /&gt;Let me know what you think!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-85361009?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/85361009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/85361009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85361009' title=''/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06642896810442923857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-85195207</id><published>2002-11-27T22:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-11-27T22:37:27.680-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Always On My Mind&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I just comment on my new favorite thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jahva emailed me and used the term "ehff'in"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that!!!!!!!!!!!!  I can't get ENOUGH of it!!  I use it in my HEAD even!!  I wish I could spell it out and use it when I talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i.e. "That is EHFF'IN...E-H-F-F-APOSTROPHY-I-N...good Turkey!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY TURKEY DAY!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-85195207?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/85195207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/85195207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_11_24_archive.html#85195207' title=''/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06642896810442923857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-85035271</id><published>2002-11-24T21:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-11-24T21:28:38.550-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What if red devil and jahva come up sat around 1 or 2?  Met with the fam-dam-ily, hang with lil sis, then if I can postpone meeting neighbors till next trip go down to the burgh for night action?  Cool??? any thoughts???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-85035271?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/85035271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/85035271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_11_24_archive.html#85035271' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-85035136</id><published>2002-11-24T21:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-11-24T21:26:04.953-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was "felt up" at a bar over the weekend.  I feel so cheap, just kidding.  I didn't even see who did it the first time.  The second time, much later in the night I saw who it was.  Eegghhhhhhh!! Sad state of affairs when "that" type of woman puts on the moves.  It was a very crowded bar so people are all up against each other as you try to move around.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-85035136?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/85035136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/85035136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_11_24_archive.html#85035136' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-85035032</id><published>2002-11-24T21:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-11-24T21:23:48.733-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How do you order a $70,000 bottle of wine?  How do you pay for it?  What would the waiter do?  How would you tip for that? Not by % I hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-85035032?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/85035032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/85035032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_11_24_archive.html#85035032' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-84999322</id><published>2002-11-24T01:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-11-24T01:20:16.046-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went out with my two tennis friends and one of their girlfriends from NYC.  Went out to a steakhouse and then to a country western bar. (the one I took red devil and jahva to)  I actually went on the mechanical bull.  All four of us went.  They said I was on the longest and he put it on the hardest setting.  It seemed like it went fast and it hurt my hand and crotch.  I got a little blood blister on my hand.  All three of my friends got tips on how to ride the bull from the operator.  But he did not say anything to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-84999322?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/84999322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/84999322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_11_24_archive.html#84999322' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-84918384</id><published>2002-11-22T05:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-11-22T05:22:50.326-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pittsburgh was rated as one of the safeest cities for pedestrians.  Dallas was rated as one of the worst.  However, the safest cities were all cold cities and the worst were all the hot ones.  Guess not as many people walking freely at 30 degrees as compared to 80.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-84918384?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/84918384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/84918384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_11_17_archive.html#84918384' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-84854234</id><published>2002-11-20T23:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-11-20T23:10:21.440-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Red Devil and Jahva.........is Saturday afternoon and night still good for you guys?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-84854234?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/84854234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/84854234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_11_17_archive.html#84854234' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-84854050</id><published>2002-11-20T23:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-11-20T23:05:55.076-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lauren Graham, Mary-Louise Parker, Andrea Parker and Maura Tierney............................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-84854050?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/84854050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/84854050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_11_17_archive.html#84854050' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-84853884</id><published>2002-11-20T23:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-11-20T23:01:29.340-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I believe that "Harvard Man" maybe the worst movie I've ever seen.  Any other contenders?  I think the previous holder of that acclaim was the movie about a postman replying to letters mailed to God.  It was a movie with Greg Kinnear (sp?).  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-84853884?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/84853884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/84853884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_11_17_archive.html#84853884' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-84853672</id><published>2002-11-20T22:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-11-20T22:56:09.366-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Honey, did you park the car in the living room?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was out walking a few nights ago when I noticed about 8 police cars out on the street.  I saw one car pulled over and thought they were making a serious bust.  Until I noticed a car on its side smashed into an apartment.  The car had to travel about 15 yards to get to the building.  The speed limit in this area is 35 so he must have had some good speed going.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-84853672?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/84853672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/84853672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_11_17_archive.html#84853672' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-84853477</id><published>2002-11-20T22:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-11-20T22:50:56.956-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;A Little Catch Up&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-84853477?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/84853477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/84853477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_11_17_archive.html#84853477' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-84509984</id><published>2002-11-13T23:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-11-13T23:03:32.353-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;PEANUT BUTTER JELLY TIME WAS FEATURED ON "ED"!!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-84509984?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/84509984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/84509984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_11_10_archive.html#84509984' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-84434993</id><published>2002-11-12T15:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-11-12T15:08:32.360-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Do you Not Blog Anymore?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where oh where has our Lone Star gone?  Oh where oh where can he be?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss you!&lt;br /&gt;Haven't talked to you in a while!!&lt;br /&gt;Go look at my Halloween pictures!&lt;br /&gt;They're fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK FOLKS...catch me up, tell me something Thrilling....ready GO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-84434993?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/84434993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/84434993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_11_10_archive.html#84434993' title=''/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06642896810442923857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-83945609</id><published>2002-11-02T23:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-11-02T23:04:06.183-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;A Must See&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red Devil and Chaz must go see Bowling for Columbine.  It was a terrific and thought provoking movie.  A good mix of humor and real life tragedy.  It got a great debate going between me and a friend.  Jahva can go but there are a few graphic scenes of real life shootings that she may not like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It addressed most of the reasons why people think the US has such a big gun and violence problem.  The one point that Micheal Moore seemed to make stick was the link between the US media/government and the propaganda of fear that could be a cause of the violence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-83945609?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/83945609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/83945609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_10_27_archive.html#83945609' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-83857600</id><published>2002-10-31T21:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-10-31T21:54:35.926-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I hate the GRE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO GO TO BED!!!&lt;br /&gt;GRE TOOK ANY BIT OF ENERGY I HAVE EVER HAD!!&lt;br /&gt;LEAVE FOR ATHENS, OHIO TOMORROW AT 5:30AM&lt;br /&gt;just because I can&lt;br /&gt;PARENTS COMING ON SUNDAY!!&lt;br /&gt;They are using their key to get here before I do.&lt;br /&gt;APARTMENT...NOT CLEAN&lt;br /&gt;FAR FROM CLEAN&lt;br /&gt;VERY VERY UNCLEAN!!&lt;br /&gt;WANT TO SLEEP!! &lt;br /&gt;CAN'T&lt;br /&gt;MUST CLEAN!&lt;br /&gt;AND PACK&lt;br /&gt;BLAH!!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-83857600?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/83857600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/83857600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_10_27_archive.html#83857600' title=''/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06642896810442923857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-83798818</id><published>2002-10-30T19:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-10-30T19:16:32.016-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What's the deal with re-making the King movie classics?  First Shinning and now Carrie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-83798818?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/83798818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/83798818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_10_27_archive.html#83798818' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-83796989</id><published>2002-10-30T18:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-11-02T18:05:12.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-83796989?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/83796989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/83796989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_10_27_archive.html#83796989' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-83796759</id><published>2002-10-30T18:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-10-30T18:25:41.190-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Halloween Memories&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the key was always to run from house to house in my neighborhood (total of 5 streets in a block).  Then run over to the neighborhood behind mine (about 4 streets, but fewer homes).  Finally the piece de resistance was to come back to my neighborhood when the homes where shutting down and dumping the rest of their candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom used to give out cheap candy to kids she did not know and the "good" stuff to the ones she did.  My mom also gave out apples to kids in a bag with our name on it (sort of a no pins and needles in these sign).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most years I cut my pumpkin in a quasi Chicago Bear type design.  We always travel about an hour or so to go to a pumpkin farm to get our pumpkins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also most years I waited till an hour or two to get or make my costume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my four previous years in Pittsburgh I had a total of 0 trick-or-treaters.  But here in big TX it may be different, so I need to stack up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-83796759?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/83796759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/83796759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_10_27_archive.html#83796759' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-83699933</id><published>2002-10-28T22:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-10-28T22:27:57.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;How Republican is your Democrat?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Texas is so right wing, here are some samples of what their negative ads by the Republicans say about Democrats.  In one ad they complain that a Democrat candidate voted for Clinton over Bush Sr. and Gore over Bush Jr. (how dare he).  In another they show how another Democratic candidate voted with and supported Hillory Clinton.  The last one that I remember they stated that a Democrat voted for "liberal" judges and was against Bush Jr.s judges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think maybe they expect Texas Republicans to be severe right wingers and Texas Democrats should be Republicans who just think the North did win the Civil War.   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-83699933?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/83699933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/83699933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_10_27_archive.html#83699933' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-83677843</id><published>2002-10-28T14:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-10-28T14:15:51.336-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There is a crazy woman in the laundry room.  Look out! Now all the washers and dryers are full so I must be diligent or people may get angry the second one is finished but someone has not removed their clothes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-83677843?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/83677843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/83677843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_10_27_archive.html#83677843' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-83568673</id><published>2002-10-26T17:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-10-26T17:06:11.456-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;NCAA Fever&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Men's Div-1 Soccer National Championships are going to be held a couple miles from me in December.  That should be fun to go see.  Also there is a swim meet between 6 or so teams tonight that I may go see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-83568673?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/83568673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/83568673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_10_20_archive.html#83568673' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-83567887</id><published>2002-10-26T16:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-10-26T16:39:25.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My strings on my tennis racquet finnally broke after I spiked a ball during a drill.  It had to happen sooner or later with all of the use it has had to deal with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-83567887?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/83567887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/83567887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_10_20_archive.html#83567887' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-83560316</id><published>2002-10-26T12:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-10-26T12:37:46.803-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;67&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won ! I won ! I won a free tennis bag usuing my technical number skills.  We had to pick a number between 1 - 100.  I picked 67 and it was 68, so I won a new bag, which I needed or wanted at least.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-83560316?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/83560316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/83560316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_10_20_archive.html#83560316' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-83492018</id><published>2002-10-24T21:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-10-24T21:33:55.220-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I like him...you should too!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, out of all the lovely people who view this page...do any of you like Ben Folds?&lt;br /&gt;As in formerly of Ben Folds Five?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I DO!&lt;br /&gt;And I bought his new cd "Ben Folds Live (the L looks like an upsidedown F..very witty!)&lt;br /&gt;And I NEVER buy cd's.&lt;br /&gt;I just don't&lt;br /&gt;I'm weird...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, if anyone wants a copy I would be more then thrilled to burn it for you.&lt;br /&gt;I also burn cd's like its my job now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of "Ben" bands.&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a burner, Lone star??&lt;br /&gt;Can you burn the "Ben Arnold Sextet" cd for me? :)&lt;br /&gt;Thanks! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Sniper caught?!?  I think so!!  WEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!! = Leslie's tummy, feeling a little better now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-83492018?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/83492018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/83492018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_10_20_archive.html#83492018' title=''/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06642896810442923857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-83490419</id><published>2002-10-24T20:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-10-24T20:55:30.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.ofoto.com/BrowsePhotos.jsp?UV=360134395597_26710324603&amp;collid=11884373603"&gt;My ofoto&lt;/a&gt;My ofoto album&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-83490419?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/83490419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/83490419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_10_20_archive.html#83490419' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-83482944</id><published>2002-10-24T17:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-10-24T17:52:24.010-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I don't need your stinking supermarket&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when I was younger we would get some of our groceries from the source.  We got apples from the apple farmers, picked our own strawberries and cherries, apple cider from the maker and we would pour it ourselves from the tubs, and corn from the farmers market.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-83482944?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/83482944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/83482944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_10_20_archive.html#83482944' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-83482452</id><published>2002-10-24T17:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-10-24T17:41:21.453-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;What, no apples!?!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought some milk and the expiration date of October 30 reminded me of Halloween season. &lt;i&gt;you mean all the pumpkins, decorations, costumes nd candy were not a hint?&lt;/i&gt;  So I looked for apple cider....and no cider in either of the major supermarkets in my area.  What is the deal with that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-83482452?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/83482452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/83482452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_10_20_archive.html#83482452' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-83281075</id><published>2002-10-20T23:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-10-20T23:20:40.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Just let me rant....just for a sec&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY!!  I'm MORE then a little mad about the sniper right now!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is crap!!!  The last shooting was 10 miles from my apartment!  THAT'S ENOUGH TO MAKE A YOUNG WOMAN VERY VERY UPSET!!&lt;br /&gt;To top it off, they have cancelled my work tomorrow...actually, all local schools have been cancelled tomorrow.  The hopsital they took the victim to is the hospital I work for (yeah, my work is part hospital/ part school)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!  So, tomorrow, to protest my friend Bryan &amp; I are going to have a sniper movie fest.  We are going to sit at their (his wife works at the juvenile detention center, therefore, NOT a school...therefore, SHE STILL has work) apartment and watch movies because we BOTH cant work tomorrow!!!  BLLLAAAAAHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid sniper, ruins everything!!!!&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/3639710-83281075?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/83281075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/83281075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_10_20_archive.html#83281075' title=''/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06642896810442923857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-83272031</id><published>2002-10-20T19:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-10-20T19:58:56.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I've spilled Iodine on my Tie!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the deal with always showing how cleaners can get iodine stains out of clothes and furniture?  I have never come across getting iodine stains out of anything.  Based upon the infomercials you would think that people are spilling red wine and iodine on everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-83272031?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/83272031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/83272031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_10_20_archive.html#83272031' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-83183661</id><published>2002-10-18T14:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-10-18T14:53:34.486-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So if England's goalie David Seaman and Man Utd midfileder Nicky Butt have kids that get together.....would she take the name of ????-??????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-83183661?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/83183661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/83183661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_10_13_archive.html#83183661' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-83183477</id><published>2002-10-18T14:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-10-18T14:49:13.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Cruel Parents!?!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your parents had a boy.  You already have a last name of "Butt"...bad enough for a kid.  So your parents name you "Nicky"???  They must really have it in for you.  Guess you would have to grow up tough enough to be a professional soccer player.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-83183477?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/83183477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/83183477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_10_13_archive.html#83183477' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-83175189</id><published>2002-10-18T11:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-10-18T11:37:01.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JENNY!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-83175189?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/83175189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/83175189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_10_13_archive.html#83175189' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-83156003</id><published>2002-10-18T00:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-10-18T00:51:26.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Bar Showdown: And the Loser is?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Face to face: here is the rundown from the bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Education: PhD in engineering vs BS&lt;br /&gt;Last residence:  San Fran vs Pittsburgh&lt;br /&gt;Job:  Voice recognition technology vs unemployed CPA&lt;br /&gt;Height:  '6 "3 vs '5 "10&lt;br /&gt;Sound:  Belgium accent vs sound of silence&lt;br /&gt;Origin:  Belgium vs PA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you be the judge.....its a landslide&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/3639710-83156003?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/83156003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/83156003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_10_13_archive.html#83156003' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-83112330</id><published>2002-10-17T06:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-10-17T06:37:09.773-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright....time to get my butt in serious gear!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-83112330?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/83112330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/83112330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_10_13_archive.html#83112330' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-83112321</id><published>2002-10-17T06:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-10-17T06:36:44.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My first official USTA sancioned tournament this weekend.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note I am being recruited for a USTA Team Tennis team in the area.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4-0 in league play so far with 3 to go, but the other girl in the league beat someone who I lost to months ago.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-83112321?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/83112321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/83112321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_10_13_archive.html#83112321' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-83112249</id><published>2002-10-17T06:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-10-17T06:33:29.206-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Irony&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the History Channel program "The Ship",airing this week, they recreated an 18th century voyage by Cook around Northern Australia.  This 40 day trip occurred during 9/11/01.  They cut short the trips original destination, Jarkarta, due to safety concerns and anti-American protests on the island.  So for safety they decided to complete the trip in Bali, since it was seen as friendly and safe for all aboard.  How ironic.... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-83112249?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/83112249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/83112249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_10_13_archive.html#83112249' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-82988559</id><published>2002-10-14T19:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-10-14T19:29:39.636-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;THINGS THAT SUCK &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following is an excerpt from a letter from the Master's Music Therapy Coordinator at Temple, in response to an email asking advise about a masters in Counseling as well as Music Therapy.&lt;br /&gt;Does this mean only MT now?  I think it may!!  DARN YOU C. DILEO!!!! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Beyond that, I would suggest you&lt;br /&gt;pursue the degrees &lt;br /&gt;consecutively rather than simultaneously. I don't know if any&lt;br /&gt;master's program &lt;br /&gt;would allow a joint degree or two degrees at the same time. I&lt;br /&gt;know it would be &lt;br /&gt;impossible to pursue 2 degrees at the same time at Temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, you might explore the acceptance of credits from 1 program&lt;br /&gt;to another. &lt;br /&gt;POerhaps doing the degrees at the same university would give you&lt;br /&gt;better &lt;br /&gt;advanced standing in the second degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some thoughts. If you have specific questions about our&lt;br /&gt;master's program, &lt;br /&gt;please let me know.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-82988559?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/82988559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/82988559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_10_13_archive.html#82988559' title=''/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06642896810442923857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-82899762</id><published>2002-10-12T18:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-10-12T18:16:06.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Good News, Bad News&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good:  For about 4 weeks I have been at the same weight.  Just north of 2 bills.  I played tennis for 4 1/2 hours with people who are 1 to 2 levels above me in drills and doubles.  I could play with them, but got a butt whopping.  Me and my doubles partner were both sweating up a rain storm.  I told him I probably lost 7 lbs just from sweat, knowing it was an exaggeration since the most I've lost from a workout is 2-3 lbs.  I get home and check my weight.  I lost 6 1/2 lbs! So now I'm about 5lbs south of 2 bills! Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad:  Side effect of losing that much water weight and playing in the heat and sun for 4 hours........stomach muscle cramps, hamstring cramps, hand cramps (no kidding almost like "Idle Hands").  Soome serious pain but its nice to say I'm back to 1 bill again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-82899762?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/82899762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/82899762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_10_06_archive.html#82899762' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-82899561</id><published>2002-10-12T18:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-10-12T18:09:01.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Not too good in OT is all I have to say!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-82899561?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/82899561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/82899561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_10_06_archive.html#82899561' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-82873831</id><published>2002-10-12T00:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-10-12T00:17:30.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Speaking of classical music.  I will be going to see some type of German philharmonic and chorus this week.  Some special sort of performance that they are doing.  I was invited by a guy I play tennis with.  He is from Belgium. &lt;i&gt;side note&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;update: its guest conductor Claus Peter Flor with the Dallas Symphony orchestra and chorus performing Brahams' Ein Deutche Reqium.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-82873831?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/82873831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/82873831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_10_06_archive.html#82873831' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-82872178</id><published>2002-10-11T23:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-10-11T23:10:49.100-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Nothing Better&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching So Graham Norton and I saw one of the greatest things.  Sweep (&lt;i&gt;a puppet of a dog that speaks like a kazoo from the UK&lt;/i&gt;) doing an impression of Pavarotti's Nessun Dorma.  Ok its not the funniest thing in the world...but on a Friday night by myself...it hit the spot.  &lt;i&gt;that puppet sure can hold a note&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-82872178?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/82872178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/82872178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_10_06_archive.html#82872178' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-82857925</id><published>2002-10-11T15:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-10-11T15:52:54.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Sniper&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another shooting an hour north of me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main roads from Washington DC to here have been shut-down partially.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends coming in from WI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope they get here okay (they have been re-routed via my advisor....due to the help of the constant update from the VTCC secretaries!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS GUY IS PISSING ME OFF!!!!!!  What kind of.....would do this....what is the purpose?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schools on lockdown (we are a psychiatric center..we are always on lockdown...nothing's changed!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm not taking the friends to DC this weekend!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-82857925?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/82857925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/82857925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_10_06_archive.html#82857925' title=''/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06642896810442923857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-82733563</id><published>2002-10-09T05:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-10-09T10:03:49.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A little fact that made me think of red devil:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since 1990, CEO pay is up 535% on average, while worker pay has risen only 32%.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;i&gt;Mutual Funds, September 2002&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-82733563?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/82733563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/82733563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_10_06_archive.html#82733563' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-82733494</id><published>2002-10-09T05:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-10-09T05:30:18.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It has been raining almost non-stop for over a day now.  Ruining my walking and tennis plans.  I'm going to be fat all due to the rain.  Its not my fault.......really....you don't believe me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-82733494?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/82733494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/82733494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_10_06_archive.html#82733494' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-82733475</id><published>2002-10-09T05:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-10-09T05:28:51.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Frogs!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can someone please explain the meaning of the "frog scene" from Magnolia?  I realize this question is not timely, but I'm too curious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-82733475?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/82733475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/82733475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_10_06_archive.html#82733475' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-82672275</id><published>2002-10-07T23:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2002-10-07T23:04:40.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I miss being able to carve pumkins with friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-82672275?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/82672275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/82672275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_10_06_archive.html#82672275' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-82672258</id><published>2002-10-07T23:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-10-07T23:04:13.453-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Slipping through with another victory.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-82672258?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/82672258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/82672258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_10_06_archive.html#82672258' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-82614125</id><published>2002-10-06T20:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-10-22T14:58:54.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Define Scholarship!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long story short....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Applied for the "state I live in" Music therapy scholarship &lt;i&gt;(changed this b/c i looked up this organization online and this is the only web page that came up..therefore, its safer if i dont list their name! :))&lt;/i&gt; student/intern Scholarship.  &lt;br /&gt;The scholarship was awarded this saturday at the state meeting.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long story even longer....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my advisor accidently gave me the wrong directions to meet the woman I would be traveling with.  (64E instead of 64W) oooopps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woman called me &lt;b&gt;6 HOURS LATER &lt;/b&gt; and told me she was worried about me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(ummm...if you were worried, wouldn't you have called sooner then 6 HOURS LATER!!!!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND YES, She had the check for me because I recieved the &lt;i&gt;"state I live in"&lt;/i&gt; Scholarship Award.  &lt;b&gt;$50&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY, I'm not complaining, that's $50 I wouldn't have seen without it!  Anyway, THANKS &lt;i&gt;you-know who&lt;/i&gt;!!  Sorry I wasn't there to recieve my award....did anyone accept it on my behalf??  And in their speech, did they thank God, my parents, my manager, and all the little people who made this possible??!?! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-82614125?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/82614125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/82614125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_10_06_archive.html#82614125' title=''/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06642896810442923857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-82553477</id><published>2002-10-05T05:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-10-05T05:39:37.583-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Off for a walk....stuck for weeks at the same weight...grrrrrrr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-82553477?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/82553477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/82553477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_09_29_archive.html#82553477' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-82553461</id><published>2002-10-05T05:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-10-05T05:38:51.206-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I saw "Change of Heart" and thought of a comment jahva made.  If she thinks "Frind or Foe" is mean spirtited, I wonder what she thinks of this show.  I can't imagine how much it sucks to find out after watching your girlfriend/boyfriend go on a date with another that they want a change of heart when you don't.  Nothing like being dissed on tv.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-82553461?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/82553461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/82553461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_09_29_archive.html#82553461' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-82553417</id><published>2002-10-05T05:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-10-05T05:36:24.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Everyone Knows Your Heterosexual&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was out eating when 4 teenage girls were sitting next to me.  They where talking soooo loud the whole time.  Other people in the restaurant were giving them dirty looks.  The waitress ask me if they where bothering me......not much truly bothers me.  After they left two of the girls came back and apologized for being so annoying.  They told me that they saw my salad and wanted to ask me for a bite....but they did not have the courage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost forgot:  They kept saying very loudly that they were definetly heterosexual.  No idea why though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-82553417?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/82553417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/82553417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_09_29_archive.html#82553417' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-82553356</id><published>2002-10-05T05:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-10-05T05:31:02.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Random Thoughts&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Now I'm against smoking, however, $28 Billion, yes billion... to one person for punitive damages saying they didn't know smoking caused cancer.  Now c'mon...your inhailing fire and smoke through your mouth from the age 17-64....and you think this provides strong bones and healthy lungs????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  BBC World News is much more informative than and US news source.  They actually cover world news unlike other stations that just cover the flavor of the month or  glib topics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Coupling and Manchild are back.  No new episodes yet but they are starting from the begining.  So I get to see a few favorites and others I've not seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  4 1/2 hours of tennis last night.  It was a doubles mixer.  Drink beer...play tennis...drink beer...play tennis....drink beer...play tennis..then...you guessed it.  A couple people who played actually drank beer instead of water on the side change over.  I did meet another person to play with.  He is better than me...which will be good for me.  He is from Belgium and it is hard to pick up what he is saying some times.  I have a bad habit of just nodding my head in agreement when I don't understand poeple like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  One of the tennis pros, who I have never taken lessons from, complemented on how well I have played.  Apartently he has seen my scores from league play and he thinks I should join in sanctioned tournaments to get a state ranking for myself.  I don't think I'm that good.....but a nice complement.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-82553356?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/82553356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/82553356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_09_29_archive.html#82553356' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-82492496</id><published>2002-10-03T19:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-10-03T19:49:46.800-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Would I Win Coolest Sibling??????&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I decided to do NOT ONLY  a Music Therapy Master's Degree but also a Counseling Master's Degree...would that make me the coolest sibling in my family? I mean, it would be TOTALLY worth it if that was true!!  :)  Honestly, I'm thinking this may be a good thing.  My advisor and my friend Jennifer, who is also a MTx strongly recommend I get a Masters that is much more likely to be reimbursable.....but, I want the MTx Masters so bad I can TASTE IT!  mmmm...tasty!!  But couseling is GREAT for MTx!!  Really adds to your practice.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, thats the plan so far!  Let me know what you think....I MEAN IT.... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-82492496?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/82492496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/82492496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_09_29_archive.html#82492496' title=''/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06642896810442923857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-82462676</id><published>2002-10-03T07:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-10-03T07:10:59.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Whats that in French?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the features that I like about DVDs is the additional features it offers.  Especially deleted scenes with commentary by the director.  I rented a movie, Brotherhood of the Wolf, that was dubed since it was originally spoken in french.  The deleted scenes utilized subtitles instead.  What I found extremely interesting were the following subtitles that where deemed necessary to include.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Yelling!}&lt;br /&gt;{Bird squaks}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad they did that for me.  Since I can't comprehend when birds speek french without my English/Bird French Dictionary!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-82462676?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/82462676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/82462676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_09_29_archive.html#82462676' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-82462542</id><published>2002-10-03T07:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-10-03T07:05:14.240-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Say What?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sitting in IHOP when the waitress told me I had gorgeous eye!?!  &lt;i&gt;blush&lt;/i&gt; However, the comment was made before the tip.  So the compliment maybe cancelled by the desire to earn a living to get tip $$$.  Which that helped I must say.  I've never heard that before.  I have heard that I have eyelashes a girl would want for herself.  Probably not the best compliment for me. &lt;i&gt;being a man an all&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it still does not compare to the Buffalo Baby compliment.  During a commercial the man on tv asks "what is more beautiful than a babies face?"  To which a woman in the room replied that my face was. &lt;i&gt;huh&lt;/i&gt;  Even the witnesses of Jahva and red devil were just as stupified as me.  Wish I would have asked what in the @#$% she was talking about.  Still....made me feel good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-82462542?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/82462542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/82462542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_09_29_archive.html#82462542' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-82423231</id><published>2002-10-02T11:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-10-02T11:53:22.053-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nothing like siting in IHOP at 2 AM.  Eating chocalate chip pancakes all by my lonesome.  Just cause I can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-82423231?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/82423231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/82423231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_09_29_archive.html#82423231' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-82381600</id><published>2002-10-01T15:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-10-01T15:53:01.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Best Halloween Costumes &lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;(&lt;i&gt;I've seen...inspired by Jahva&lt;/i&gt;..most discovered at the Athens, Ohio Halloween Celebration)&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;b&gt;Moses &lt;/b&gt;-  &lt;i&gt;Adam Wilkins..6'8...and he was Moses!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;b&gt;Seth Gecko &lt;/b&gt;the character George Clooney played in From Dusk Till Dawn - &lt;i&gt;my old roomy was him..complicated tattoo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;b&gt;Old Navy Lady &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;(my friend Megan, it was my idea)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;b&gt;the Stay-Puff Marshmellow man&lt;/b&gt; (one frat built one....took 7 guys to carry down Court street...and the rest threw marshmellows from behind it!)&lt;br /&gt;4. The Guy who went as &lt;b&gt;Brak&lt;/b&gt; this past year (my favorite cartoon!)..I hugged him right in the middle of the street&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;b&gt;An Ommpah Loompa&lt;/b&gt;...&lt;i&gt;why you ask, because my friend Josh who actually IS a "little person" went and charged people to have their picture taken with him...he made huge cash!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Me as &lt;b&gt;Velma&lt;/b&gt; - and all my other friends in '99 who went as the Scooby-Doo gang!!&lt;br /&gt;1. Paige &amp; Leslie as &lt;b&gt;STICK WOMEN &lt;/b&gt;('01...I wish I had the pictures here!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-82381600?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/82381600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/82381600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_09_29_archive.html#82381600' title=''/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06642896810442923857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3639710.post-82350082</id><published>2002-09-30T23:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-09-30T23:52:57.363-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fortunate for me I did not have to learn a lesson tonight.  I was able to win my match against a women in my league.  I'm sure there are plenty of women who could beat me.  But I hope I don't have to play them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although there was an odd moment after I was up 3-0.  She said she was not playing well since was probably stoned from her alergy medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3639710-82350082?l=thisblogstinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/82350082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3639710/posts/default/82350082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisblogstinks.blogspot.com/2002_09_29_archive.html#82350082' title=''/><author><name>Lone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10718716204262911687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
