<?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-18684160</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:45:17.564-05:00</updated><title type='text'>sunday morning sidewalk</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</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>180</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-7100342067563282178</id><published>2008-08-05T15:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T15:37:29.319-05:00</updated><title type='text'>recycled</title><content type='html'>From a 2005 blog entry:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I had lunch with my boss today. We discussed a client but we also discussed my apparent lack of enthusiam in my job. He hinted that there was room to grow in our company and that I sometimes vary from spectacular to mediocre. He sounded quite serious of some kind of management position, on the same level as our current middle manager. I gave him my ideas."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-7100342067563282178?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/7100342067563282178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=7100342067563282178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/7100342067563282178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/7100342067563282178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2008/08/recycled.html' title='recycled'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-5340610694487261707</id><published>2008-08-05T15:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T15:21:53.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'>House Ideas</title><content type='html'>Emilie and I are building a house in North Brookfield. We will post our prelim plans soon. Any thoughts, criticizms, ideas are welcome - but could be ignored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-5340610694487261707?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/5340610694487261707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=5340610694487261707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/5340610694487261707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/5340610694487261707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2008/08/house-ideas.html' title='House Ideas'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-2786658242400678156</id><published>2008-08-05T15:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T15:20:02.130-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Professional chuppah bearers. Available for your next wedding.&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_V3TtqCWpq40/SJi18eeiI_I/AAAAAAAABBg/uBZ8rzfcqmI/s1600-h/IMG_3472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_V3TtqCWpq40/SJi18eeiI_I/AAAAAAAABBg/uBZ8rzfcqmI/s320/IMG_3472.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-2786658242400678156?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/2786658242400678156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=2786658242400678156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/2786658242400678156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/2786658242400678156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2008/08/professional-chuppah-bearers.html' title=''/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_V3TtqCWpq40/SJi18eeiI_I/AAAAAAAABBg/uBZ8rzfcqmI/s72-c/IMG_3472.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-115760072654619291</id><published>2006-09-06T22:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T22:45:27.673-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6477/1834/400/IMG_1680.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(c) a few weeks ago. A view of where I currently reside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-115760072654619291?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/115760072654619291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=115760072654619291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/115760072654619291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/115760072654619291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2006/09/c-few-weeks-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-115760036405317395</id><published>2006-09-06T22:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T22:39:24.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'>lazy bastard</title><content type='html'>So you know you haven't posted to your blog in a while when:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Your forget the address to your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much has happened in the past few months:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Moved in with Emilie.&lt;br /&gt;2) Visited Kenney on the vineyard finally.&lt;br /&gt;3) Became a quasi-farmer.&lt;br /&gt;4) Opened an IRA!5) Went to the Woodstock Fair.&lt;br /&gt;6) Am now affectionally called "unkie non" by Jackson.&lt;br /&gt;7) oh, Grandma almost died but made a miraculous recovery.&lt;br /&gt;8) Emilie became by Grandfather's best friend.&lt;br /&gt;9) I bonded with my dad... for a whole day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-115760036405317395?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/115760036405317395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=115760036405317395' title='1 Comments'/><link 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/&gt;-Your forget the address to your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much has happened in the past few months:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Moved in with Emilie.&lt;br /&gt;2) Visited Kenney on the vineyard finally.&lt;br /&gt;3) Became a quasi-farmer.&lt;br /&gt;4) Opened an IRA!&lt;br /&gt;5) Went to the Woodstock Fair.&lt;br /&gt;6) Am now affectionally called "unkie non" by Jackson.&lt;br /&gt;7) oh, Grandma almost died but made a miraculous recovery.&lt;br /&gt;8) Emilie became by Grandfather's best friend.&lt;br /&gt;9) I bonded with my dad... for a whole day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-115760032617029085?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/115760032617029085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=115760032617029085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/115760032617029085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/115760032617029085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2006/09/lazy-bastard_06.html' title='lazy bastard.'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-115760021092858174</id><published>2006-09-06T22:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T22:38:39.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'>lazy bastard.</title><content type='html'>So you know you haven't posted to your blog in a while when:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Your forget the address to your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much has happened in the past few months:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Moved in with Emilie.&lt;br /&gt;2) Visited Kenney on the vineyard finally.&lt;br /&gt;3) Became a quasi-farmer.&lt;br /&gt;4) Opened an IRA!&lt;br /&gt;5) Went to the Woodstock Fair.&lt;br /&gt;6) Am now affectionally called "unkie non" by Jackson.&lt;br /&gt;7) oh, Grandma almost died but made a miraculous recovery.&lt;br /&gt;8) Emilie became by Grandfather's best friend.&lt;br /&gt;9) I bonded with my dad... for a whole day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-115760021092858174?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/115760021092858174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=115760021092858174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/115760021092858174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/115760021092858174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2006/09/lazy-bastard.html' title='lazy bastard.'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-114255214312783649</id><published>2006-03-16T18:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T18:35:44.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6477/1834/1024/pic2739.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6477/1834/400/pic2739.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  the joke that isn't.&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-114255214312783649?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/114255214312783649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=114255214312783649' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/114255214312783649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/114255214312783649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2006/03/joke-that-isnt.html' title=''/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-114247093100014758</id><published>2006-03-15T20:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T20:02:14.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"I'd like to have your advice on how to live comfortably without working hard."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-114247093100014758?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/114247093100014758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=114247093100014758' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/114247093100014758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/114247093100014758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2006/03/id-like-to-have-your-advice-on-how-to.html' title=''/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-114230998680347279</id><published>2006-03-13T23:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T23:19:46.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Universe - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Universe"&gt;Universe - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia&lt;/a&gt;: "There is disagreement over whether the universe is indeed finite or infinite in spatial extent and volume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the observable universe, consisting of all locations that could have affected us since the Big Bang given the finite speed of light, is certainly finite. The edge of the cosmic light horizon is 13.7 billion light years distant. The present distance (comoving distance) to the edge of the observable universe is larger, due to the ever increasing rate at which the universe has been expanding; it is estimated to be about 78 billion light years. The observable universe contains about 7^1022 stars, organized in about &lt;strong&gt;100 billion galaxies&lt;/strong&gt;, which themselves form clusters and superclusters. The number of galaxies may be even larger, based on the Hubble Deep Field observed with the Hubble Space Telescope. The Hubble Space Telescope discovered galaxies such as Abell 1835 IR1916, which are over 13 billion light years from Earth."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A light year is how far light can travel in a year: 5,865,696,000,000 miles a year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-114230998680347279?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/114230998680347279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=114230998680347279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/114230998680347279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/114230998680347279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2006/03/universe-wikipedia-free-encyclopedia.html' title='Universe - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-114227446243675748</id><published>2006-03-13T13:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T13:27:42.456-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6477/1834/400/choo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;c. Ralph Wiggum (the simpsons)&lt;/p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-114227446243675748?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/114227446243675748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=114227446243675748' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/114227446243675748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/114227446243675748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2006/03/c_13.html' title=''/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-114168818818556863</id><published>2006-03-06T18:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T18:36:28.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6477/1834/640/IMG_1525.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6477/1834/320/IMG_1525.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  c. saturday night&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-114168818818556863?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/114168818818556863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=114168818818556863' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/114168818818556863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/114168818818556863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2006/03/c.html' title=''/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-114162252325200911</id><published>2006-03-06T00:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T00:22:03.323-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally getting those christmas pictures off the camera...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6477/1834/1024/IMG_1479.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6477/1834/400/IMG_1479.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6477/1834/1024/IMG_1480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6477/1834/400/IMG_1480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6477/1834/1024/IMG_1483.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6477/1834/400/IMG_1483.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6477/1834/1024/IMG_1461.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6477/1834/400/IMG_1461.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-114162252325200911?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/114162252325200911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=114162252325200911' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/114162252325200911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/114162252325200911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2006/03/finally-getting-those-christmas.html' title='Finally getting those christmas pictures off the camera...'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-114158462262367749</id><published>2006-03-05T13:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T13:50:22.690-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes you got to squeeze,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes you have got to say please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-114158462262367749?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/114158462262367749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=114158462262367749' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/114158462262367749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/114158462262367749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2006/03/sometimes-you-got-to-squeeze-sometimes.html' title=''/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-114134725315104309</id><published>2006-03-02T19:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T19:54:13.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>But my dreams&lt;br /&gt;They aren't as empty,&lt;br /&gt;As my conscience seems to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-114134725315104309?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/114134725315104309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=114134725315104309' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/114134725315104309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/114134725315104309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2006/03/but-my-dreams-they-arent-as-empty-as.html' title=''/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-114118632735379197</id><published>2006-02-28T23:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T23:12:07.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm going to fulfill one of my blog duties, I am going to actually write about myself tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To recap over the past few weeks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work has been great. I am getting more responsibility and more respect. If you haven't heard, they bought me a server for my house. It is still only half set up but it was incredibly thoughtful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kurt's house filled up over the past month. We now have no vacancy @ 723.  When I say Kurt, I mean a different Kurt. Not Kurt Robinson. Never Kurt Robinson henceforth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized every day how much I have improved from the same time last year. A year ago, I was depressed and lacking any sort of self worth. I was not respected. I was a mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel a rebirth inside me... that each day is getting better instead of each day is worse and worse. It didn't just happen, it was gradual but I've been experiencing it over the past 2 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had support from many in different ways. Some great advice, some lukewarm and some not so good. You know who you are. So harh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the end, no one was right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, more to come... I promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-114118632735379197?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/114118632735379197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=114118632735379197' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/114118632735379197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/114118632735379197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2006/02/im-going-to-fulfill-one-of-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-114118414766562876</id><published>2006-02-28T22:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T22:37:08.410-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"When the gods wish to punish us, they answer our prayers."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Oscar Wilde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had all the answers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-114118414766562876?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/114118414766562876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=114118414766562876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/114118414766562876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/114118414766562876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2006/02/when-gods-wish-to-punish-us-they.html' title=''/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-114080449574909569</id><published>2006-02-24T13:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T13:08:16.620-05:00</updated><title type='text'>sunday morning sidewalk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://aqfl.net/" rel="nofollow"&gt;Ant&lt;/a&gt; wrote to mention a CNet article exploring U.S. workers' productivity. People say they &lt;a href="http://news.com.com/Tech+makes+working+harder%2C+not+easier/2100-1022_3-6042719.html"&gt;actually accomplish less now&lt;/a&gt; than they did a decade ago. Research blames technology as the culprit. From the article: "Technology has sped everything up and, by speeding everything up, it's slowed everything down, paradoxically ... We never concentrate on one task anymore. You take a little chip out of it, and then you're on to the next thing ... It's harder to feel like you're accomplishing something.'"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-114080449574909569?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/114080449574909569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=114080449574909569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/114080449574909569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/114080449574909569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2006/02/sunday-morning-sidewalk.html' title='sunday morning sidewalk'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-114073467002457974</id><published>2006-02-23T17:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T13:20:34.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wanna know,&lt;br /&gt;have you ever seen the rain,&lt;br /&gt;coming down on a sunny day?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-114073467002457974?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/114073467002457974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=114073467002457974' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/114073467002457974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/114073467002457974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-wanna-know-have-you-ever-seen-rain.html' title=''/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-114015783779773298</id><published>2006-02-17T01:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T01:30:48.206-05:00</updated><title type='text'>bloviating</title><content type='html'>So I got all the pieces of my server today. It took me about 2 hours to actually build it, which is a lot longer than it probably should have. I tried really hard not to fuck it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It actually started up on the first try.... and immediately started to overheat. Oh well, I think it's okay now!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No real big plans for it yet... just to kick around and get a little more experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary Alice already quit her job. Thanks for making me look like an ass, A-rod!!!! Just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I didn't know any better, I would have thought it was Spring already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-114015783779773298?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/114015783779773298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=114015783779773298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/114015783779773298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/114015783779773298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2006/02/bloviating.html' title='bloviating'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113997514580992696</id><published>2006-02-14T22:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T22:45:45.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Neither of us are big talkers..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113997514580992696?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113997514580992696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113997514580992696' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113997514580992696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113997514580992696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2006/02/neither-of-us-are-big-talkers.html' title=''/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113953118418239402</id><published>2006-02-09T19:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T19:26:24.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'>yo yo yo.</title><content type='html'>My blog is a little stale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new roomates are working out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary Alice got a job, thanks to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My work wants to get me a server for my house!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, have you heard about this massive snowstorm that is bearing down on us this weekend? 15 inches....4 inches... depending on who you talk to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never trust a bald barber, he has no respect for your hair!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113953118418239402?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113953118418239402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113953118418239402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113953118418239402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113953118418239402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2006/02/yo-yo-yo.html' title='yo yo yo.'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113885770790108230</id><published>2006-02-02T00:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T00:26:31.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'>russian vodka, poisoned by Chernobyl</title><content type='html'>What is it that brings all the homeless people to Noho? Are we just too nice? Or not nice enough? Ahhh, think about it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, I am lying here in bed, listening to Depeche Mode. Before that... Dido? Before that, Jewel? What the hell is wrong with me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go through music spurts. I have been on a Beatles / Billy Joel spurt for the past... *checks watch* 10 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy the idea of Depeche Mode after a long night of drinking. Not that tonight was a long, hard night of drinking. Not tonight, though. Tonight I am just f'ing crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I've switched over to some STP. Can you say Interstate Love Song three times fast?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't we give it all one more chance? If you haven't guessed, I've already switched to Queen. I'm not diggin' them tonight, either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freshman year, when Napster was FREE and illegal, I downloaded The Hurricane by Bob Dylan and we listened to it every night before bed. That was back when I didn't know Bob Dylan was such an ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eminem might just do it for me right now. A little Drug Ballad. And when it kicked in, I could hardly walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to procure a bottle of Jack Walker Black. When you've known him as long as I have, you can call him Jack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and what the fuck is up with Bush? Addicted to OIL? Is he for real? He never gets any negative press.... it's because the media doesn't want to waste their breath or energy. He is such a waste of space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to fly on the windscreen for the slow trip to the other side. I think sleeping is not far off from dying. Speaking of dying:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/science/nature/4469793.stm"&gt;http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/science/nature/4469793.stm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113885770790108230?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113885770790108230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113885770790108230' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113885770790108230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113885770790108230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2006/02/russian-vodka-poisoned-by-chernobyl.html' title='russian vodka, poisoned by Chernobyl'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113883742522848047</id><published>2006-02-01T18:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T18:43:45.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To all my critics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can do better, then by all means....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113883742522848047?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113883742522848047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113883742522848047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113883742522848047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113883742522848047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2006/02/to-all-my-critics-if-you-can-do-better.html' title=''/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113876657206445086</id><published>2006-01-31T23:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T23:02:52.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'>liftoff</title><content type='html'>Had my first taste of "respect" today. It was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt like a team player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had some good news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dealt with some snotty customer without totally losing it. When someone asks, "I don't mean to be rude, but are you going to ring the doorbell all day or are you going to announce yourself?" It's hard to resist the kick some ass urge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ringing a doorbell = ANNOUNCING MYSELF (in a normal society)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me if I'm wrong....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad news for Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.telegram.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20060131/FRONTPAGENEWS/60131008"&gt;http://www.telegram.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20060131/FRONTPAGENEWS/60131008&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is quiet at 723 tonight. It seems quieter then when it was just me, Mary A-rod and Kurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made marginal progress with my new legend of zelda game tonight. I have to cheat every now and then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113876657206445086?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113876657206445086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113876657206445086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113876657206445086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113876657206445086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2006/01/liftoff.html' title='liftoff'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113868200943212742</id><published>2006-01-30T23:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T23:33:29.443-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6477/1834/1024/romance1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6477/1834/400/romance1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  "Romance and Cigarettes" 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Described as "the Sopranos meet Sound of Music..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113868200943212742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2006/01/romance-and-cigarettes-2005-described.html' title=''/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113859384466083225</id><published>2006-01-29T23:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T23:06:36.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My clandestine ways should be coming to an end soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A great end to a great weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I did:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday party&lt;br /&gt;Bars in Boston&lt;br /&gt;Walking around Harvard Square&lt;br /&gt;Finding Harvard Square all by myself&lt;br /&gt;Spending time at home with Jackson&lt;br /&gt;Watched a cool movie Saturday night&lt;br /&gt;Cleaned my room&lt;br /&gt;Did laundry&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner made for me&lt;br /&gt;Had diet coke bought for me&lt;br /&gt;Heard some funny stories&lt;br /&gt;Had some good times&lt;br /&gt;Tried new style of pizza&lt;br /&gt;Found some new tax loop holes&lt;br /&gt;filed my state income tax&lt;br /&gt;Spent $140 on who knows what&lt;br /&gt;Got a Napoleon dynamite calendar w/ bonus poster&lt;br /&gt;Bought my mom purple tulips&lt;br /&gt;Had fun with Emilie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113859384466083225?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113859384466083225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'>nice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.thewmurchannel.com/news/6490706/detail.html"&gt;http://www.thewmurchannel.com/news/6490706/detail.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113837075920675214?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113837075920675214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113837075920675214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113837075920675214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113837075920675214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2006/01/nice.html' title='nice'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113823752597144333</id><published>2006-01-25T20:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T20:05:26.113-05:00</updated><title type='text'>medical history</title><content type='html'>Very funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found on top of my fridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Circa October, 2005.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Medical Problems -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Crazy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Medications -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alcohol... 30cc of Jack and Coke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lexapro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Frequency -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAILY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Recent Surgery -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart ripped out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date: various&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you have a DNR form? -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What? Resuscitate bitch!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Medical Conditions (check all that apply) -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;X&lt;/strong&gt; Hearing impaired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;X&lt;/strong&gt; Vision impaired&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113823752597144333?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113823752597144333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113823752597144333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113823752597144333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113823752597144333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2006/01/medical-history.html' title='medical history'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113814632059770580</id><published>2006-01-24T18:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T18:45:20.776-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hungry girl?</title><content type='html'>Current status:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Room is even a bigger mess. We had to make room in empty bedroom/Jon's 2nd bedroom for our new tenants.  I don't have a dresser so it makes organizing clothes a bit of a tragedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My day didn't start until noon. I don't exactly like starting that late. It doesn't feel very productive. Everyone else is up way earlier. I think earlier is better for now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't feel too productive today. Probably because I've been hacking up a lung again. It's hard to concentrate when your head is swimming and your lungs are burning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113814632059770580?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113814632059770580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113814632059770580' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113814632059770580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113814632059770580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2006/01/hungry-girl.html' title='hungry girl?'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113807473889332934</id><published>2006-01-23T22:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T22:52:19.080-05:00</updated><title type='text'>honkey friend</title><content type='html'>I am sick today. One nasty cough and throat soreness. It has been nice to just take it easy and hack up a lung in private.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have taken the high road and stayed in all day. I ordered scallops for lunch and naan bread and curry for dinner. It was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a web site where I could download King's Quest 1 and 2. It is kind of the same but not really. I thought it would bring back a lot of childhood memories but whoever reworked the game changed it quite a bit. Which SUCKS. Anyway, since no one has any idea what I am talking about, I will drop it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some cool games of my youth:&lt;br /&gt;-Kings Quest 1,2,3,4,6&lt;br /&gt;-Space Quest 1,2&lt;br /&gt;-Commander Keen&lt;br /&gt;-Leisure Suit Larry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113807473889332934?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113807473889332934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113807473889332934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113807473889332934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113807473889332934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2006/01/honkey-friend.html' title='honkey friend'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113776723965257010</id><published>2006-01-20T09:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T09:28:35.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'>not abandoned.</title><content type='html'>No, it's still here. I AM still here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog started as a way for me to express myself. However, expressing myself only to myself seems kind of silly. Why wouldn't I just keep a journal if it was so damn important? It began as a way for me to reflect and get through some troubling times in the past few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here I am. And how am I doing as of January 20th?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That about sums it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some advice for all you guys who are deciding to not file your taxes this year because you are afraid you owe money. They don't throw people in jail for not PAYING your taxes, only for failing to FILE A RETURN. Keep that in mind. And, since all my friends are poor, more than likely you will be receiving a refund.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.taxfreedom.com"&gt;http://www.taxfreedom.com&lt;/a&gt; for federal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://statefaxfreedom.com"&gt;http://statefaxfreedom.com&lt;/a&gt; for state&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turns out I will be getting close to $2,000 back, which is sweet. Of course, I will never touch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the following movie when you are bored:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0415978/"&gt;Me and You and Everyone We Know&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked to Jackson on the phone yesterday. Besides constant laughing, he managed to say ball and cracker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tammie is moving out. She has been AWOL for the past 3 weeks. She was having minor personal issues which have subsided with a steady dose of methadone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113776723965257010?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113776723965257010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113776723965257010' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113776723965257010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113776723965257010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2006/01/not-abandoned.html' title='not abandoned.'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113746520244598252</id><published>2006-01-16T21:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T21:33:22.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'>me you and something...</title><content type='html'>"I don't want to have to do this living. I just walk around. I want to be swept off my feet, you know? I want my children to have magical powers. I am prepared for amazing things to happen. I can handle it. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;))&lt;&gt;((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113746520244598252?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113746520244598252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113746520244598252' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113746520244598252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113746520244598252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2006/01/me-you-and-something.html' title='me you and something...'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113738974330866679</id><published>2006-01-16T00:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T00:35:47.480-05:00</updated><title type='text'>rad.</title><content type='html'>my blog is now showing signs of life. our internet is back on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this weekend was fun/warm/cold/alarming/happy/wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss summer very badly. cook-outs, swimming, wearing shorts. just a few of my favorite things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things are good, life is grand right now. gooooo me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113738974330866679?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113738974330866679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113738974330866679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113738974330866679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113738974330866679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2006/01/rad.html' title='rad.'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113687096347738738</id><published>2006-01-10T00:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T00:29:23.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'>for no one?</title><content type='html'>I am way tired. I am also in a desperate need of increasing my vocab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a monster mimmo's slice tonight. It wasnt that good. The only thing it has going for it are the freakishly large slices for dirt cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to go back to work at around 10. That was fun. Second night in a row I find myself working past midnight. I am turning into my dad - the fricken workaholic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your day breaks&lt;br /&gt;your mind aches&lt;br /&gt;You find that all the words of kindness linger on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113687096347738738?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113687096347738738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113687096347738738' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113687096347738738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113687096347738738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2006/01/for-no-one.html' title='for no one?'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113685407759380835</id><published>2006-01-09T19:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T19:47:57.630-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Work has been hard lately. I am trying to hold things together with both hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did, however, fix a problem that was plagueing me for months at one client - last night at around 2am. It was a miracle!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113685407759380835?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113685407759380835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113685407759380835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113685407759380835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113685407759380835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2006/01/work-has-been-hard-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113676533658318038</id><published>2006-01-08T19:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T19:08:56.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well if you haven't noticed, my blog has reached a screeching halt. The correlation between talking with Emilie and my lack of posts is increasingly evident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend was fun, productive, hurtful and hopeful. Quite a bit of "truth" was thrown around this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kurt's parents visited and we partied hard. The hangover took about a day to depart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The basement flooded, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emilie visited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a personality test. Read all about the results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://applejedi.org/me/types/inspector.html"&gt;http://applejedi.org/me/types/inspector.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113676533658318038?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113676533658318038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113676533658318038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113676533658318038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113676533658318038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2006/01/well-if-you-havent-noticed-my-blog-has.html' title=''/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113652344989777462</id><published>2006-01-05T23:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T23:57:29.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'>CNN.com - Study: Free booze benefits homeless alcoholics - Jan 5, 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2006/WORLD/americas/01/05/toronto.booze.reut/index.html"&gt;CNN.com - Study: Free booze benefits homeless alcoholics - Jan 5, 2006&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113652344989777462?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113652344989777462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113652344989777462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113652344989777462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113652344989777462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2006/01/cnncom-study-free-booze-benefits.html' title='CNN.com - Study: Free booze benefits homeless alcoholics - Jan 5, 2006'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113649820383426161</id><published>2006-01-05T16:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T16:56:43.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'>mile high club</title><content type='html'>Today a couple good things happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the rest of a raise promised me a few months ago. AND it's being paid retroactively for a couple months!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my W2 and basically did my taxes. I should be getting around $1500... WHOO HOO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113649820383426161?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113649820383426161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113649820383426161' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113649820383426161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113649820383426161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2006/01/mile-high-club.html' title='mile high club'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113635179337403448</id><published>2006-01-04T00:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T00:16:33.440-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am neglecting my poor blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of laughing tonight. A couple anxiety attacks thinking about junior high. Oh, and a fresh batch of pudding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cook and serve pudding is the only way to go. Stop being so lazy and give it a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been feeling a little overweight this week. There is a good chance I will join the gym this weekend. I need to lose, oh, 30 pounds to return to normal. Maybe I should stop making so much pudding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113635179337403448?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113635179337403448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113635179337403448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113635179337403448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113635179337403448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-am-neglecting-my-poor-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113617628145213856</id><published>2006-01-01T23:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T23:31:22.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'>half-alive</title><content type='html'>Okay, my body has no concept of what time it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year's Eve was spent eating dinner and drinking with old roomates, random girls and Emilie. Oh yeah, and Christa. And my sister, briefly. We almost depleted our champagne before 7pm. We never even made it to the "reserve" beer and vodka. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night was spent in a semi-intoxicated/tired haze. In terms of actual partying, after the big social dinner at my house, the night was spent with basically Emilie. We went to the toasted owl and the tunnel bar and fitzwillys. We then decided to do our own thing while everyone else entertained the random friends' of a friend we were with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the end, I made 3 trips to town coralling everyone and bringing them home. My friends, however, managed to LOSE someone. It was one of those nightmare scenarioes where you are in a not-so-familiar town, and you do have your wallet or cell phone. You can't remember any phone numbers, addresses or even names for that matter. Then imagine, by dumb luck, getting a ride home from a cop after spending the night in protective custody. I guess the icing on the cake is that the cop decides to drive you home at 5am, waking everyone up and I have to answer the door in my boxers.  The best part was, after some vague describing by this person to the cop where these completely namless people lived, "down route 66, right at the light, across the street from the church) the cop instantly said, oh, "the house that was recently bought with the techcavalry car out front all the time". Too fucking cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kitchen is trashed. The living room is trashed. It feels like 8am right now. It is just a hair past 11:30pm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113617628145213856?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113617628145213856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113617628145213856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113617628145213856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113617628145213856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2006/01/half-alive.html' title='half-alive'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113605678109850846</id><published>2005-12-31T14:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T14:19:41.190-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet another holiday approaches...</title><content type='html'>What a  great holiday to end the year with. Completely religion-free so everyone can say Happy New Year without wincing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I got Monday off!!!!!! Which was a big surprise on Friday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itinerary:&lt;br /&gt;Fireworks at 6pm&lt;br /&gt;Dinner&lt;br /&gt;Drinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it just dawned on me that getting into a restaurant is going to be tough tonight. Oh well, it just adds to the excitement.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113605678109850846?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113605678109850846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113605678109850846' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113605678109850846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113605678109850846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2005/12/yet-another-holiday-approaches.html' title='Yet another holiday approaches...'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113598435825063811</id><published>2005-12-30T18:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T18:12:38.313-05:00</updated><title type='text'>when in doubt, double down.</title><content type='html'>I slept 12 hours last night and it was fantastic... although I couldn't really tell though today. Work has been extremely boring this week. We have been getting a lot of slack for doing nothing even though there is basically nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for the record, Emilie visited. We've decided talking is better than silence and friendship is better than nothing. Not much gets accomplished by no communication whatsoever. Actually, I think a lot of wars have started that way. Assumptions are the mother of all evils (and fuck-ups).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also in the news... Becky is visiting this weekend with her "friend" Mark who is a musician/magician. Yes, you heard me right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some friend of a friend's profile caught my attention with a Swingers' quote - so I couldn't resist:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"All right, all right I'll ask her. Miss, miss! Do you know where the high school girls hang out around here? What? What? That's right, I'm the asshole! I'm the asshole!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113598435825063811?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113598435825063811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113598435825063811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113598435825063811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113598435825063811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2005/12/when-in-doubt-double-down.html' title='when in doubt, double down.'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113590125698073659</id><published>2005-12-29T19:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T19:07:37.080-05:00</updated><title type='text'>3 days until 2006. I miss Summer.</title><content type='html'>So I went to the "4th worst house to fix a computer in" today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just say, the floor also doubled as the garbage... along with every other surface in the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up just taking the computer back to the office to work on. I needed some fresh air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am SO tired. I am already in bed. I am going to try and read my new book, A Brief History of Time before falling asleep. By the way, the book is compliments of Emilie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emilie = kryptonite&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113590125698073659?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113590125698073659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113590125698073659' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113590125698073659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113590125698073659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2005/12/3-days-until-2006-i-miss-summer.html' title='3 days until 2006. I miss Summer.'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113573920752873530</id><published>2005-12-27T22:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T22:06:47.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So tonight on my way back from Boston, I stopped and saw my dad at work. They recently bought a new press to print the New York Daily News and the Metro (Boston). They now print 3 daily newspapers, all at 11:30pm each night. Apprently, it is a rarity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His work is pretty cool. He is the Director of Operations at a newspaper. Huge rolls of paper - the size of a VW bug. Robots that grab paper and feed the press when it runs out. He recently bought another press to compliment the 5-story high press they currently own. It has been having problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has been working 18-20 hours a day. He has been sleeping in his office. He recently rear-ended someone and his boss offered to pay for it. He was driving between his two offices in the middle of the night and hadn't been sleeping at all.  He has decided to take full responsibilty for all these problems and has been really worried they won't be fixed soon. Apparently, at the very end of printing the paper, it is folded twice... and that's where the biggest problem is. Anyway, he joked around about committing suicide soon, which was not funny. He was also wearing this funky sweater, which worried me even more. But, in the end, he was glad I stopped by. Even with all the turmoil i have caused him these past few months, and with the incredible burden of making his $4 million dollar press work, he was in a great mood.&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/18684160-113573920752873530?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113573920752873530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113573920752873530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113573920752873530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113573920752873530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2005/12/so-tonight-on-my-way-back-from-boston.html' title=''/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113573678372107850</id><published>2005-12-27T21:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T21:26:23.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOW, I think I skipped a day or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am watching the west wing, waiting to go out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, excuse me, you right-wing, reactionary, xenophobic, homophobic, anti-education, anti-choice, pro-gun, 'Leave it to Beaver' trip back to the fifties."&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/18684160-113573678372107850?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113573678372107850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113573678372107850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113573678372107850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113573678372107850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2005/12/wow-i-think-i-skipped-day-or-two.html' title=''/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113552735238896267</id><published>2005-12-25T11:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T11:15:52.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!!!</title><content type='html'>We are waiting for Jackson to get home so we can high-tail it to my aunt's house for Christmas, Part II. We decided it was no fun opening presents without him so we will wait until tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just sitting here, coughing and wheezing because I am sick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch ya later, blog family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113552735238896267?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113552735238896267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113552735238896267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113552735238896267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113552735238896267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2005/12/merry-christmas_25.html' title='Merry Christmas!!!'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113548443836219858</id><published>2005-12-24T23:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T23:20:38.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!!</title><content type='html'>It's in 45 minutes, but what the heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is what I've got to say about the subject:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Where do you think you're going? Nobody's leaving. Nobody's walking out on this fun, old-fashioned family Christmas. No, no. We're all in this together. This is a full-blown, four-alarm holiday emergency here. We're gonna press on, and we're gonna have the hap, hap, happiest Christmas since Bing Crosby tap-danced with Danny fucking Kaye. And when Santa squeezes his fat white ass down that chimney tonight, he's gonna find the jolliest bunch of assholes this side of the nuthouse."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrapping presents is exhausting. So very tired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas to all and to all a goodnight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113548443836219858?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113548443836219858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113548443836219858' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113548443836219858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113548443836219858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2005/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!!'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113547316956716355</id><published>2005-12-24T20:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T20:12:49.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Better off Dead</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="Ah, come on! It's Christmas Eve! I could be home right now, drinking this *monster* eggnog my brother makes with lighter fluid. "&gt;The Internet Movie Database (IMDb)&lt;/a&gt;: "Ah, come on! It's Christmas Eve! I could be home right now, drinking this *monster* eggnog my brother makes with lighter fluid. "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113547316956716355?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113547316956716355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113547316956716355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113547316956716355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113547316956716355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2005/12/better-off-dead.html' title='Better off Dead'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113541340872259734</id><published>2005-12-24T03:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T03:37:23.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ho ho ho.</title><content type='html'>Amazon felt bad so they overnighted my package. The only thing is, I had it shipped to my office and I am not going to sit in my office all day on Christmas Eve. FUCK THEM. I am now 0/2 for online ordering this christmas. This is a four-alarm griswold family emergency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kind of like myspace more. People actually check it regularly, which is cool. And no, I dont have the Benz anymore JOSH. My 1985 banana yellow mercedes 380SE got sold back in 2000 because it was: 1) falling apart, 2) leaking gas, 3) burning oil and 4)overheating. My dad traded it in because he drove his then truck home from Auburn to Southbridge without any oil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Emilie: get a fricken oil change. It has been 2 years and 30,000 miles. Dust is not a good engine lubricant!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to spend all day Tuesday and Wednesday working in Boston. I have 9 boxes to bring with me and somehow park on Beacon St and lug them up to this law office. I'm not even sure they will fit in the truck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny story which I am sure you will appreciate. Sophmore year of college, we took a liking to climbing out our window and partying on the ledge of our dorm in Southwest. One day we decided to sneak a keg upstairs and subsequently party outside on the ledge, drawing massive amount of attention to our room. Before we knew it, the director of the building has everyone from our room down in his office, yelling at us... as best he could. He told us how very "f'ing stupid" we were (exact quote... f'ing - HAHA) blah blah blah. The point is, the keg was just slightly out of view and since he never came into our room, we suprisingly got away with it. We were a breath away from a proper fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for one of the most bizarre stories of 2005:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/9841877/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Corpse mistaken as Halloween decoration"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113541340872259734?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113541340872259734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113541340872259734' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113541340872259734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113541340872259734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2005/12/ho-ho-ho.html' title='ho ho ho.'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113541212907158330</id><published>2005-12-24T03:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T03:18:40.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6477/1834/1024/IMG_1336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6477/1834/400/IMG_1336.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Colleen sitting at her computer, cleverly titled &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"colleen sitting at her computer". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113541212907158330?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113541212907158330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113541212907158330' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113541212907158330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113541212907158330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2005/12/this-is-colleen-sitting-at-her.html' title=''/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113531020734450469</id><published>2005-12-22T22:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T23:00:29.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mother fucking AMAZON.COM is holding my Christmas presents for people HOSTAGE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I ordered a few days ago and they still haven't shipped. This means that they wont arrive for christmas!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Now i have to go to a mall. FUCKING MALL on CHRISTMAS EVE EVE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, tonight we had our holiday party for work. It went well. There were more people than I expected and more bonuses handed out than necessary with invariably lowered my bonus. Thank you, part-timers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think snowboarding would be fun to try. I hate skiing. Gravity kicks in too much. God this reminded me I have some work to do before bed. WHAT THE HELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ordered nachos, fried pickles, burger, fries and 3 beers tonight. I could have had several more beers and some desert but I decided to be magnanimous. That is also my new favorite word. Too bad i can't pronounce it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was in elementary school, i had to go to speech once a week. To this day, I am not sure why. I could talk just fine but they insisted I couldn't say "S" and "R" well enough. Also, they were concerned since I was 80% deaf in my right ear. Oh well, not like that's a problem. Of course, it is hard to explain to people that whispering into my right ear is a hopeless endeavor. Why is it hopeless, do you ask? Because I am fucking deaf in it! Were you not paying attention you ADHD prick?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to calm down. I am pissed about my bonus. It is right between butt-fucked and jelly of the month club.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113531020734450469?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113531020734450469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113531020734450469' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113531020734450469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113531020734450469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2005/12/mother-fucking-amazon.html' title=''/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113523251417538879</id><published>2005-12-22T01:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T01:21:54.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'>best baby</title><content type='html'>A Jackson video - trying to stand for longer than 5 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://jonparent.dyndns.org/100_0994.mov&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/18684160-113523251417538879?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113523251417538879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113523251417538879' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113523251417538879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113523251417538879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2005/12/best-baby.html' title='best baby'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113522450598039279</id><published>2005-12-21T23:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T23:08:26.023-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Sounds like big trouble. You're going to need plenty of legal advice before this thing is over. As your attorney, I advise you to rent a very fast car with no top. And you'll need the cocaine. Tape recorder for special messages. Acapulco shirts. Get the hell out of L.A. for at least 48 hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you ready for that? Checking into a Las Vegas hotel under a phony name with intent to commit capital fraud on a head full of acid? I sure hope so."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113522450598039279?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113522450598039279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113522450598039279' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113522450598039279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113522450598039279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2005/12/sounds-like-big-trouble.html' title=''/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113521900887664459</id><published>2005-12-21T21:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T21:36:48.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'>playlist</title><content type='html'>Another good song is: Tenacious D - Tribute  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POTUS - Lump&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ND - thank the lord for the night time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the shortest day of the year. I HATE WINTER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some notable events for December 21:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-1620 Mayflower landed at Plymouth&lt;br /&gt;-1909 first officially recognized middle schools opened&lt;br /&gt;-1913 first crossword puzzle published&lt;br /&gt;-1944 Horse racing banned until WWII ends&lt;br /&gt;-1945 General Patton died&lt;br /&gt;-1991 USSR collapsed&lt;br /&gt;-1988 Pan Am Flight 103 exploded over Scotland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113521900887664459?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113521900887664459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113521900887664459' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113521900887664459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113521900887664459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2005/12/playlist.html' title='playlist'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113513988631939143</id><published>2005-12-20T23:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T23:38:06.336-05:00</updated><title type='text'>digression from mediocrity</title><content type='html'>My posts have been a little flat lately. Flat as all hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I recieved a gift basket from a client. It was from Josh Simpson's office staff. They filled it with little snacks and a JS glass ornament. I recieved it early this morning since I got a call from them around 7:30AM. We can't get online. NO ONE can get online. I drove the 30 minutes to Shelburne only to leave with a gift basket. No sense of accomplishment. I could NOT fix the problem, only circumvent the problem. I returned later with associates and managed to fix it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was greeted by a client this morning dressed like a secret service agent. He had a suit, long jacket, flag pin, USSS tie holder, earpiece and police radio, a "seal of the president" flag flying proudly in his yard and a homemade ID badge. I didn't know how to react. I would have probably done the same thing by now if I had any chutzpah. Ok, I was just looking for a reason to use that word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things could be worse. My blog could be called "Living with Diabetes - It makes me short with my family".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what the fuck is wrong with everyone today? Just throwing that out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Family Guy corner:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you uh, how you comin' on that &lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;novel you're &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;working on? Huh?&lt;br /&gt;Got a a big, uh, big stack of papers there?&lt;br /&gt;Got a, got a nice litte story you're working on there?&lt;br /&gt;Your big novel you've been working on for three years? Huh?&lt;br /&gt;Got a, got a compelling protagonist? Yeah?&lt;br /&gt;Got a obstacle for him to overcome? Huh?&lt;br /&gt;Got a story brewing there?&lt;br /&gt;Working on, working on that for quite some time? Huh?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, talking about that three years ago.&lt;br /&gt;Been working on that the whole time?&lt;br /&gt;Nice little narrative? Beginning, middle, and end?&lt;br /&gt;Some friends become enemies, some enemies become friends?&lt;br /&gt;At the end your main character is richer from the experience?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113513988631939143?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113513988631939143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113513988631939143' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113513988631939143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113513988631939143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2005/12/digression-from-mediocrity_20.html' title='digression from mediocrity'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113513590968193953</id><published>2005-12-20T22:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T22:31:49.693-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Intelligent Design</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6477/1834/640/Doonesbury_ID.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6477/1834/320/Doonesbury_ID.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113513590968193953?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113513590968193953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113513590968193953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113513590968193953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113513590968193953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2005/12/intelligent-design.html' title='Intelligent Design'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113505433590963730</id><published>2005-12-19T23:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T23:52:15.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'>myspace</title><content type='html'>Seems to be coming along. I guess I had more friends out there than I thought. Amazingly Amanda added me to her friend list but refuses to email me back! wierdo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I baked cookies tonight. Well, not so much *baked* but heated them up until they were cooked thoroughly. Seriously, does anyone cook anymore?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rented bad santa and actually watched the whole thing. It holds the record for F bombs in a holiday movie. But they work so well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in a pretty shitty mood today. Maybe because I spent 8 hours at one appt today or because I worked 10 hours, give or take, today. Or because I find out that next week I have to work in Boston two days in a row and will now need to stay out there. I have an appt to set up 3 new PCs, 8 hours a day for two days straight at this law firm on Beacon St. We would normally send two techs to speed things along but apparently that is not possible this time. WHAT THE HELL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did find out that Ebru dislikes unhappy people, especially if they work at bruggers. Also that she likes her office cave-like. Perhaps they will forget she is in there and not give her anything to do???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did some christmas shopping tonight. I may need to double check and make sure I still have money in my checking account. I bought two books and some postcards. My christmas list is pretty modest this year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-NEW BED&lt;br /&gt;-condoms&lt;br /&gt;-sex&lt;br /&gt;-a crackin good yarn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new bad santa quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kid: Santa! &lt;br /&gt;Willie: Yeah. &lt;br /&gt;Kid: You're bringing my present early? &lt;br /&gt;Willie: No &lt;br /&gt;Kid: But I never told you what I wanted. &lt;br /&gt;Willie: I said I didn't bring it, dipshit. &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/18684160-113505433590963730?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113505433590963730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113505433590963730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113505433590963730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113505433590963730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2005/12/myspace.html' title='myspace'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113496628446782947</id><published>2005-12-18T23:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T23:24:44.480-05:00</updated><title type='text'>right up there with...</title><content type='html'>A Christmas Story&lt;br /&gt;Grinch&lt;br /&gt;Frosty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bad Santa" with Billy Bob (mr. ex-angelina jolie but I am too fucking selfish and had sex with my therapist, what is wrong with him) Thorton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New favorite quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why don't you wish in one hand, and shit in the other. See which one fills up first. "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113496628446782947?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113496628446782947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113496628446782947' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113496628446782947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113496628446782947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2005/12/right-up-there-with.html' title='right up there with...'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113489019201101215</id><published>2005-12-18T02:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T02:16:32.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6477/1834/640/IMG_0680.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6477/1834/320/IMG_0680.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  c. 2004&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113489019201101215?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113489019201101215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113489019201101215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113489019201101215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113489019201101215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2005/12/c_18.html' title=''/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113488613958547619</id><published>2005-12-18T00:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T01:08:59.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the way the cookie crumbled today</title><content type='html'>I know this isn't exactly *last minute* yet, but I decided tonight to do some Christmas shopping.  I was about a 5 seconds from going to the mall at 10am today but decided the fact the parking lot was already packed was a bad sign. It's bad enough having to shop but that many people just get in my fucking way. Plus I can't park that truck worth a damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am trying to spend about $20-30 for everyone I am buying presents for. I am so far doing alright. I need one more gift for my mom, my aunt Lorrie's gift, a few cards, wrapping paper and some misc. other small stuff. For everyone else, your gift is a lifetime subscription to my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is slowly becoming old news but Jackson had to go the hospital the other day. He hit his eye on something and needed stiches, five in all. Maybe now would be a good time for Becky to get health insurance? Or a job? Or a sugar daddy?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to work this morning. However, I didn't go to bed until about 4:30am. Between absinthe, vodka, scotch and the beer at the tunnel bar, I am very surprised I managed to get to work. I did however, have to sleep the day away to make up for it. Right now, it feels more like noon than midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Superman is on right now. How did this become a holiday movie? Because Ebru has him on the top of her christmas tree, perhaps??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some more things on my Christmas wish list:&lt;br /&gt;-$1,000,000&lt;br /&gt;-platform bed (full)&lt;br /&gt;-not having to go to church on xmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps.  Apparently MySpace is full of my old friends. Well, actually, I can't find Kenney, Brian or Jarett on there... but Larissa and Debbie and Eron all have pages. As do Colleen and Sammy Needlz. I find MySpace has a lot of problems. The interface is really klunky and pages only work half the time. Oh well, maybe one day it will become a cyber-mecca.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113488613958547619?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113488613958547619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113488613958547619' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113488613958547619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113488613958547619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2005/12/way-cookie-crumbled-today.html' title='the way the cookie crumbled today'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113486976974201038</id><published>2005-12-17T20:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T20:36:11.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'>jumping on the bandwagon</title><content type='html'>I guess I had to. I don't want to be left behind -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.myspace.com/jonparent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though MySpace SUCKS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113486976974201038?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113486976974201038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113486976974201038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113486976974201038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113486976974201038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2005/12/jumping-on-bandwagon.html' title='jumping on the bandwagon'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113486823833510191</id><published>2005-12-17T20:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T20:10:47.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'>stats</title><content type='html'>I eeked by with the most billable hours this week. Go ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the year, 2 out of the 3 of our top billable customers were mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty, pretty, pretty good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113486823833510191?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113486823833510191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113486823833510191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113486823833510191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113486823833510191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2005/12/stats.html' title='stats'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113486548251170931</id><published>2005-12-17T19:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T19:23:55.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/162/8614/1024/grad2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/162/8614/400/grad2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c. 2004 &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113486548251170931?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113486548251170931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113486548251170931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113486548251170931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113486548251170931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2005/12/c.html' title=''/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113477736120649758</id><published>2005-12-16T18:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T18:56:01.213-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6477/1834/320/emmy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6477/1834/160/emmy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The end of an era of good TV...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Spencer died this afternoon, of a heart attack of all things. He was 58.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How will West Wing survive without Leo??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We've got separation of powers, checks and balances, and Margaret, vetoing things and sending them back to the hill."&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113477736120649758?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113477736120649758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113477736120649758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113477736120649758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113477736120649758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2005/12/end-of-era-of-good-tv.html' title=''/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113477579104286500</id><published>2005-12-16T18:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T20:11:29.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Big Bird" and his Woodstock, CT woes...</title><content type='html'>Apparently "Big Bird" from Sesame Street lives in Woodstock, CT, where my parents now reside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A body of a woman has been found in a shed behind his house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently an employee of his struck a jogger and killed her. Possibly raped her as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He lives right on the Woodstock/Southbridge, MA line. They are unsure which state the shed is actually in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full story:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2005/12/13/AR2005121301945.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113477579104286500?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113477579104286500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113477579104286500' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113477579104286500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113477579104286500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2005/12/big-bird-and-his-woodstock-ct-woes.html' title='&quot;Big Bird&quot; and his Woodstock, CT woes...'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113474397255937073</id><published>2005-12-16T09:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T09:39:32.673-05:00</updated><title type='text'>If you haven't noticed</title><content type='html'>God has decided to punish us today. There is about an inch of ice covering every surface. Sure does make for a great commute, even if it is only 4 miles.&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/18684160-113474397255937073?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113474397255937073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113474397255937073' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113474397255937073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113474397255937073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2005/12/if-you-havent-noticed.html' title='If you haven&apos;t noticed'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113461997888716193</id><published>2005-12-14T23:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T23:13:53.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy testicle tuesday!</title><content type='html'>Johnny Cash didn't actually write Sunday Morning Coming Down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It kind of puts a black mark next to the title of my blog. What the hell JC?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what else could I name it - if it came to that? How about something Beatles-related:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strawberry Fields, A Day in the Life, Benefit of Mr. Kite, Fool on the Hill, Paperback Writer, Glass Onion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell with it, I will keep the title for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you don't know where it's from:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"On a Sunday morning sidewalk,&lt;br /&gt;I'm wishin' Lord that I was stoned.&lt;br /&gt;'cause there is something in a Sunday,&lt;br /&gt;that makes the body feel alone.&lt;br /&gt;And there's nothing short of dying,&lt;br /&gt;that's half as loney as the sound,&lt;br /&gt;of the sleeping city sidewalk&lt;br /&gt;and sunday morning coming down."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and another song on the hit parade:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ballad of John and Yoko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a chronicle of their attempt to get married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how did Yoko introduce herself to John? She walked right up to him, did not say a word, and handed him a card. All it said was "Breathe".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I should call it, Sympathy for the Devil?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, spot on, spot on."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113461997888716193?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113461997888716193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113461997888716193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113461997888716193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113461997888716193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2005/12/holy-testicle-tuesday.html' title='Holy testicle tuesday!'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113461905097568147</id><published>2005-12-14T22:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T22:57:31.003-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The great Danny Vermin</title><content type='html'>"Dames are put on this earth to weaken us, drain our energy, laugh at us when they see us naked."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113461905097568147?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113461905097568147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113461905097568147' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113461905097568147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113461905097568147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2005/12/great-danny-vermin.html' title='The great Danny Vermin'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113461189834980349</id><published>2005-12-14T20:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T20:58:18.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'>mastication</title><content type='html'>Chew on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Josh Simpson has been my client, I have met some interesting people. Tomorrow I have the opportunity to meet the guy who designed the lunar module for the Apollo moon landings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also met his wife on several occasions, Col. Cady Coleman. She is an astronaut and has been in space twice. She has logged over 6 million miles in space!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More recently, I met the US Ambassador to Brunei at his house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has a piece of a space shuttle as a centerpiece for his dining room table. And an engine in his living room. It is a cool place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113461189834980349?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113461189834980349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113461189834980349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113461189834980349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113461189834980349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2005/12/mastication.html' title='mastication'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113453837097009203</id><published>2005-12-14T00:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T00:33:45.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I check the list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rubber tubing&lt;br /&gt;gas&lt;br /&gt;saw&lt;br /&gt;gloves&lt;br /&gt;cuffs&lt;br /&gt;razor wire&lt;br /&gt;hatchet&lt;br /&gt;Gladys&lt;br /&gt;and my mitts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113453837097009203?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113453837097009203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113453837097009203' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113453837097009203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113453837097009203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-check-list-rubber-tubing-gas-saw.html' title=''/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113452731928073242</id><published>2005-12-13T21:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T21:28:39.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mind-blowing facts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.globalissues.org/Geopolitics/ArmsTrade/Spending.asp"&gt;High Military Expenditure in Some Places - Global Issues&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I forget, the first color photographs were developed around 1906. I can't believe that early! George Eastman, founder of Kodak, committed suicide. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, back to military spending. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The US spends about $400+ billion (not including wars, Homeland security) on Military.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This equals approximately HALF of the money in the world spent on defense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To put it another way: the US spends as much on defense as the rest of the world COMBINED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent 6 times as much as #2, Russia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess we are the only superpower left.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113452731928073242?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113452731928073242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113452731928073242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113452731928073242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113452731928073242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2005/12/mind-blowing-facts.html' title='Mind-blowing facts'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113451791458709042</id><published>2005-12-13T18:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T18:51:54.660-05:00</updated><title type='text'>endless babble</title><content type='html'>It's 6:38pm. You can tell Tammie just came through the door because the drama arrived slightly before she did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a OK/good/great/OK day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seem to be running out of pictures to post to my blog. Actually, I have several hundred more pictures but many include horses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you go to the CNN.com site tonight, there is a link on the right hand side for &lt;strong&gt;color &lt;/strong&gt;depression-era pictures. I guess color photos were around as early as 1940. And knowing me, I will probably have to find the exact date.&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/18684160-113451791458709042?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113451791458709042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113451791458709042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113451791458709042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113451791458709042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2005/12/endless-babble.html' title='endless babble'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113445175146911870</id><published>2005-12-13T00:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T00:29:11.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6477/1834/640/201ih.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6477/1834/320/201ih.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Dear Boss,&lt;br /&gt;I will be unable to make it into work today.&lt;br /&gt;There is 12" of snow right outside my door!&lt;br /&gt;I have enclosed proof to that regard.&lt;br /&gt;Your honest employee,&lt;br /&gt;Jon&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113445175146911870?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113445175146911870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113445175146911870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113445175146911870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113445175146911870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2005/12/dear-boss-i-will-be-unable-to-make-it.html' title=''/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113443152914643803</id><published>2005-12-12T18:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T18:52:45.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nigerian Love Triangle</title><content type='html'>Okay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How come these Nigerian scam artists can fabricate a whole story but can't lie about where they are FROM?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________&lt;br /&gt;Hello,&lt;br /&gt;How are you doing? hope cool , well i hope we can start as friends then we can let our friendship grow,well am looking for one that can be there for me, one that can be my backbone , well my name is simmy , people think its odd , but really i so much value the name cos it was the name my parents who are of blessed memory ususally call me with , well i think for us to know&lt;br /&gt;each other we have to chat one on one and maybe sit on a table and talk personally , well ilike ur pics but i look into ur heart cos beautyfades and the mind is intact , well before i forget am not in the states anymore , i left the usaafterthe death of my dad , i left with my mom cos she is nigerian , so i left with hear on getting to nigeria we got robbed and that wasthe end the last time is&lt;br /&gt;aw her caring smile, well why am trying to tell you this is just to let you know that am looking for a guy that can make me feel hapy agin , well am a good christain and i am looking for one thats down to earth,well i think have said enought now , hope to get a mail from you soon , what do you do for a living?, what are u lookign for ina girl , what are ur likes and dislikes , whats the&lt;br /&gt;sadest day in ur life , who is ur mentor , and what turns you on when down , what are ur hobbies, pls when you mail i want you to get back with answers ,&lt;br /&gt;keep it Real and true,&lt;br /&gt;stacy cares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113443152914643803?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113443152914643803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113443152914643803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113443152914643803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113443152914643803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2005/12/nigerian-love-triangle.html' title='Nigerian Love Triangle'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113441925252876101</id><published>2005-12-12T15:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T15:27:32.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'>She was right!</title><content type='html'>This blog is pretty cool:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://theshapeofdays.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kind of like your blog should be... "cool" without looking like you are trying to be cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, you don't have a blog, do you?&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/18684160-113441925252876101?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113441925252876101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113441925252876101' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113441925252876101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113441925252876101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2005/12/she-was-right.html' title='She was right!'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113435848825256026</id><published>2005-12-11T22:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T22:38:51.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You are all incredibly lucky</title><content type='html'>To be reading such a cool blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have checked out other blogs and found they are not worth reading. A few reasons:&lt;br /&gt;-spelling mistakes&lt;br /&gt;-not updated regularly&lt;br /&gt;-in a language you can't understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take pride that this blog is always published in 100% American English, the standard language throughout the world (isn't it)? You will, of course, never find me sympathizing with any Republican causes. I am in favor of woman's rights. Gay marriage. Teaching sex education in schools. I am in favor of a powerful, central government. I feel, to quote JFK, "Our problems are man-made, therefore they may be solved by man. And man can be as big as he wants. No problem of human destiny is beyond human beings."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People can't always lift themselves up on their own. People need more than just a few extra dollars in their pocket every week via tax cuts. They need a government where no one is left behind. Just take a look at New Orleans. Less than 10% of the city remains in terms of population. The entire city is completely devastated. It's been three months and people have yet to return and see what little of a life they have left. Thousands of people are going to be defaulting on their mortgages declaring bankruptcy. Many will kill themselves to escape this harsh reality. It doesn't have to be this way. It seems that the deficit can be exploded for anything but actually helping people. Since when did the US have a doctrine against human rights, especially one against their own citizens?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what it is like to have nothing. I pray that the will to live is enough motivation to hang on when it appears all hope is lost.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113435848825256026?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113435848825256026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113435848825256026' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113435848825256026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113435848825256026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2005/12/you-are-all-incredibly-lucky.html' title='You are all incredibly lucky'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113435456876702683</id><published>2005-12-11T21:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T23:36:14.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'>14 Days until Christmas</title><content type='html'>I guess it doesn't help when you wake up at 11, but this day went by incredibly fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went grocery shopping with Tammie today. We managed to lose her purse for about half an hour. Somehow, we switched carriages in the middle of shopping and left her purse in the candy isle. I was dumbfounded it was still sitting there, waiting for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenney called from Florida. He asked me a few weeks ago if I wanted to go but I obviously can't pick up and go like him. He dad owns a condo in Naples and is spending the week. Lucky bastard is going to have 80'F+ weather this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Teri Garr's birthday! Who is Teri Garr, you say? Maybe you should just try to figure it out on your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My transition from Sunday to Monday is always tough. I tend to be really wound up, thinking about the coming week and have a hard time falling asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a fricken boring post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113435456876702683?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113435456876702683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113435456876702683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113435456876702683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113435456876702683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2005/12/14-days-until-christmas.html' title='14 Days until Christmas'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113431376072631011</id><published>2005-12-11T10:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T10:09:20.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Widows of Veterans of America's Wars</title><content type='html'>Revolutionary War (1775-1783): died 1906&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Civil War (1861-1865): died 2004&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/18684160-113431376072631011?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113431376072631011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113431376072631011' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113431376072631011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113431376072631011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2005/12/last-widows-of-veterans-of-americas.html' title='Last Widows of Veterans of America&apos;s Wars'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113428939415182377</id><published>2005-12-11T03:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T03:23:15.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonight</title><content type='html'>I typed this long-ass post but it got erased so here is the abridged bersion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never made it downtown but managed to crash a party until basically thrown out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Party is still raging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, Forbes Magazine richest FICTIONAL characters list came out. Guess who is number 6:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scrooge McDuck!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.forbes.com/lists/2005/fictional/06.html?partner=msnedit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other notables: Willy Wonka, Bruce Wayne, Ebenezer Scrooge, Monty Burns, Santa Claus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113428939415182377?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113428939415182377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113428939415182377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113428939415182377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113428939415182377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2005/12/tonight.html' title='Tonight'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113425790734451270</id><published>2005-12-10T18:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T18:38:27.343-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MySpace.com message</title><content type='html'>Someone just emailed me this yesterday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey Dude is your name Jonathan Parent? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was wondering becasue I searched MY name and you came up. I already found another Jonathan Parent in Florida."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113425790734451270?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113425790734451270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113425790734451270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113425790734451270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113425790734451270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2005/12/myspacecom-message.html' title='MySpace.com message'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113425760531863370</id><published>2005-12-10T18:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T18:35:08.050-05:00</updated><title type='text'>At HOME...</title><content type='html'>In Woodstock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helping my dad write a business plan for school. We are modeling it after a business plan he essentially wrote for his work during the past year. His company recently bought a new printing press and spent over a year working out all the details, having meetings, getting approvals, installing equipment, etc. We are simplifying it and changing the layout a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackson is not home this weekend :-(. He is visiting with his dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad got his license un-suspended in Mass and CT yesterday. It cost $460. All because of a faulty FastLane transmitter!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to put the computer back together. My sister took it apart installed a CD burner. She was impressed that it only took me 1 minute to fix it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to Johnny Cash... trying anyway. This computer sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently when my grandfather was younger, he used to slick his hair back and wear a lot of black - a la Johnny Cash!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, heading back to Noho.....now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113425760531863370?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113425760531863370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113425760531863370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113425760531863370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113425760531863370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2005/12/at-home.html' title='At HOME...'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113415399822494541</id><published>2005-12-09T13:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T13:46:38.223-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reality Distortion Field</title><content type='html'>"Reality distortion field (RDF) is both slang and computer industry jargon. The term was coined by Bud Tribble at Apple Computer in 1981 to describe company co-founder Steve Jobs's charisma and its effects on devoted Macintosh users and on others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RDF is the idea that Jobs is able to convince people to believe almost anything with a skillful mix of charm and exaggeration. He is able to "sell" people on ideas that they know are against their better judgment or interests."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113415399822494541?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113415399822494541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113415399822494541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113415399822494541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113415399822494541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2005/12/reality-distortion-field.html' title='Reality Distortion Field'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113415383403427234</id><published>2005-12-09T13:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T13:43:54.096-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SNOW!!!</title><content type='html'>The snow SUCKED this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It finally stopped and now maybe I can get lunch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only got stuck once! &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/18684160-113415383403427234?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113415383403427234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113415383403427234' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113415383403427234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113415383403427234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2005/12/snow.html' title='SNOW!!!'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113410416881155401</id><published>2005-12-08T23:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T23:56:08.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'>CNN.com - Iran leader: Move Israel to Europe - Dec 8, 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2005/WORLD/meast/12/08/iran.israel.reut/index.html"&gt;CNN.com - Iran leader: Move Israel to Europe - Dec 8, 2005&lt;/a&gt;: "TEHRAN, Iran (Reuters) -- Iran's President Mahmoud Ahmadinejad has expressed doubt that the Holocaust occurred and suggested Israel be moved to Europe."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do people like this rise to such important positions in the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In October, he also said Israel should be "wiped off the face of the Earth".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113410416881155401?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113410416881155401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113410416881155401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113410416881155401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113410416881155401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2005/12/cnncom-iran-leader-move-israel-to.html' title='CNN.com - Iran leader: Move Israel to Europe - Dec 8, 2005'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113408268550952565</id><published>2005-12-08T17:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T17:58:05.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'>CBS News | Mass. Changes Hospital Contraception Rules</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="Gov. Mitt Romney abandoned plans Thursday to exempt Roman Catholic and other private hospitals from a new law requiring them to dispense emergency contraception to rape victims."&gt;CBS News | Mass. Changes Hospital Contraception Rules&lt;/a&gt;: "Gov. Mitt Romney abandoned plans Thursday to exempt Roman Catholic and other private hospitals from a new law requiring them to dispense emergency contraception to rape victims."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113408268550952565?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113408268550952565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113408268550952565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113408268550952565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113408268550952565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2005/12/cbs-news-mass-changes-hospital.html' title='CBS News | Mass. Changes Hospital Contraception Rules'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113401336380780388</id><published>2005-12-07T22:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T22:42:43.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I am not really sure what I want with my life. I have overcome a few things recently which have opened the doors to any life I choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a good job, but I don't think of it as a career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am exceptionally bright, smart and witty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe greatness is just a feeling of satisfaction. A mix between self-worth and accomplishment. For some people, it is their careers. For others it's their family. For many, it's both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have only recently grown to enjoy my family. It is amazing sometimes how long it takes for you to realize you've always had what you've always needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I' m starting to feel more and more isolated out here. My greatness probably does not lie within the boundries of Western Mass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing I can do for myself is be constantly aware of what really piques my interest. To not crawl back into some dreary black hole where my imagination and my ambitions can be shadowed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and then there is Emilie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113401336380780388?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113401336380780388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113401336380780388' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113401336380780388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113401336380780388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2005/12/so-i-am-not-really-sure-what-i-want.html' title=''/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113399935403550315</id><published>2005-12-07T18:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T18:49:14.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Quote (ii)</title><content type='html'>"Did you ever see an unhappy horse? Did you ever see a bird that had the blues? One reason why birds and horses are not unhappy is because they are not trying to impress other birds and horses."&lt;br /&gt;-Dale Carnegie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. this quote reminds me of the movie Dumbo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crow #1: Did you ever see an elephant fly? &lt;br /&gt;Crow #2: Well, I've seen a horse fly. &lt;br /&gt;Crow #3: Ah, I've seen a dragon fly. &lt;br /&gt;Crow #4: Hee-hee. I've seen a house fly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "head crow" was named "Jim Crow" according to IMdb.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it kinda, sorta fits with the message of the movie. An elephant seperated from the other elephants and basically his whole circus society. But, come on. How racist can you be?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, some trivia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In December 1941, Time magazine planned to have Dumbo on its cover to commemorate its success, but it was dropped due to the attack on Pearl Harbor."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113399935403550315?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113399935403550315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113399935403550315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113399935403550315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113399935403550315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2005/12/good-quote-ii.html' title='Good Quote (ii)'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113399604986261863</id><published>2005-12-07T17:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T17:54:09.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'>World's smallest MP3 player </title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.walmart.com/catalog/product.do?product_id=3756868"&gt;mobiBLU Cube 1 GB MP3 Player (Blue) w/5 BONUS Music Downloads - Wal-Mart&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113399604986261863?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113399604986261863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113399604986261863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113399604986261863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113399604986261863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2005/12/worlds-smallest-mp3-player.html' title='World&apos;s smallest MP3 player '/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113399582126675141</id><published>2005-12-07T17:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T17:50:21.316-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Quote (i)</title><content type='html'>"For, in the final analysis, our most basic common link is that we all inhabit this small planet, we all breathe the same air, we all cherish our children's futures, and we are all mortal."&lt;br /&gt;-JFK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113399582126675141?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113399582126675141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113399582126675141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113399582126675141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113399582126675141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2005/12/good-quote-i.html' title='Good Quote (i)'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113399468765113116</id><published>2005-12-07T17:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T17:31:39.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'>December 7th</title><content type='html'>Oh yeah... Today is the 54th anniversary of Pearl Harbor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For 50 years this was the worst attack on American soil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hawaii was not even a state at the time, just a territory. It did not become a state until 1959 (with Alaska).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On December 8th, War was declared on Japan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FDR proclaimed "we have nothing to fear but fear itself". He went on to serve three terms and part of a fourth. He was elected 4 times with polio. I guess it helped it was a secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FDR married Anna Eleanor Roosevelt. What is her maiden name? Why, Roosevelt! She was FDR's cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truman drove himself to the White House after FDR's death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He didn't know about the first nuclear weapons, "Little boy" and "Fat man", until after he was President.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113399468765113116?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113399468765113116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113399468765113116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113399468765113116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113399468765113116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2005/12/december-7th.html' title='December 7th'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113399295750181394</id><published>2005-12-07T17:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T17:02:38.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cell phone for dogs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="&amp;quot;A company called PetsMobility has come out with PetCell, the first cell phone for dogs. The phone will allow users to call their dogs in case the dog gets away and also includes a GPS tracking device if the dog doesn't respond to the call. In addition, the PetCell will feature GeoFence, which will alert owners whenever their dogs wander outside a prescribed area. Will the PetCell actually prove useful to dog owners or is it just another cheap gimmick?&amp;quot; "&gt;Slashdot: News for nerds, stuff that matters&lt;/a&gt;: "'A company called PetsMobility has come out with PetCell, the first cell phone for dogs. The phone will allow users to call their dogs in case the dog gets away and also includes a GPS tracking device if the dog doesn't respond to the call. In addition, the PetCell will feature GeoFence, which will alert owners whenever their dogs wander outside a prescribed area. Will the PetCell actually prove useful to dog owners or is it just another cheap gimmick?' "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113399295750181394?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113399295750181394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113399295750181394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113399295750181394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113399295750181394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2005/12/cell-phone-for-dogs.html' title='Cell phone for dogs'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113392417505065555</id><published>2005-12-06T21:48:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T22:10:32.053-05:00</updated><title type='text'>wack-a-do</title><content type='html'>I feel like I have been working a lot lately. I was always afraid if I put 110% into my job, I would lose control of things. I'd start to forget things or try to take on more than I can handle. I almost feel like that now, but it isn't out of control. They key is some degree of organization (which I still don't have).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm rediscovering the first season of the Sopranos. It's more of a comedy than anything. Very subtle. Good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Amanda decided to ask me for relationship advice today. It's amazing that it doesn't bother me. She is almost done school and can finally get the hell out of Burlington.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by the way, this is all a by-product of progress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113392417505065555?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113392417505065555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113392417505065555' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113392417505065555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113392417505065555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2005/12/wack-do_06.html' title='wack-a-do'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113382720716751619</id><published>2005-12-05T19:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T19:00:07.260-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Somehow I spent 25 dollars at walmart on nothing. Not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom is back on the Internet bandwagon, it appears:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hi jon love you too. CAN YOU GIVE ME SOME HELP IN WHAT TO GET YOU FOR XMAS? I don't have a clue I've been shopping without your dad he's been working alot talk to you soon. LOVE MOM"&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/18684160-113382720716751619?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113382720716751619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113382720716751619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113382720716751619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113382720716751619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2005/12/somehow-i-spent-25-dollars-at-walmart.html' title=''/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113381307302419158</id><published>2005-12-05T15:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T15:04:37.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthdays</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Walt Disney &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1901 - 1966&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113381307302419158?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113381307302419158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113381307302419158' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113381307302419158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113381307302419158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2005/12/birthdays.html' title='Birthdays'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113374971138042448</id><published>2005-12-04T21:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T21:28:32.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hotrod manifesto</title><content type='html'>This kind of thing has only been said about infinity times before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had 4 girlfriends in my life. I can't tell you exactly why I was drawn to any of them; it just happens. I don't recall ever actively looking for one. Love like to surprise us when we are not looking. More to the point, it likes to smack us in the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This "smack" is the beginning of something great. It is also a very big warning sign. "Proceed with caution." Everyone who has been in love knows that there is a signifigant chance it will not work out. In fact, before Emilie and I got serious, I wrote her an email stating just that. I said "I don't care if we break up down the road because now is perfect...". At the time, it seems like the thing to say. You &lt;em&gt;want&lt;/em&gt; to believe it. You want to think you are stronger than everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that was quite a bit of nonsensical rambling. I guess what I am trying to get at is that we do it - fall in love over and over and over - knowing it will hurt eventually. It does not make us masochists, it makes us human beings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113374971138042448?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113374971138042448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113374971138042448' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113374971138042448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113374971138042448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2005/12/hotrod-manifesto.html' title='hotrod manifesto'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113373568710962801</id><published>2005-12-04T17:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T17:34:47.190-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6477/1834/640/T1000Catalog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6477/1834/320/T1000Catalog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  My first computer!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some key features:&lt;br /&gt;no hard drive, modem or mouse&lt;br /&gt;a floppy disk that could only hold about 20 emails worth of info&lt;br /&gt;a printer that couldn't print graphics&lt;br /&gt;384Kb RAM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were lucky, our Tandy got upgraded to a whopping 20MB hard drive and 640Kb memory. It cost about $300 at the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In comparison, I found a 250GB, which is 1,000 times bigger, for $110.&lt;br /&gt;No computer sold today will have less than 256MB of RAM or about 400 times more.&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113373568710962801?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113373568710962801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113373568710962801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113373568710962801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113373568710962801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-first-computer-some-key-features-no.html' title=''/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113371559229867882</id><published>2005-12-04T11:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T11:59:53.520-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's snowing</title><content type='html'>Well this is unexpected! 1-3 inches predicted. It's not going to be warn anytime in the near future. Perhaps spring.&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/18684160-113371559229867882?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113371559229867882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113371559229867882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113371559229867882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113371559229867882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2005/12/its-snowing.html' title='It&apos;s snowing'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113365760089657624</id><published>2005-12-03T19:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T19:53:21.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"How I did it."</title><content type='html'>Turns out my boss left the keys in the car. I left for a little bit this afternoon. I might go downtown and grab a huge Mimmo's slice. I'm on a budget now - and it sucks hardcore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched half of Raising Arizona. What a great movie. Reminds me of Napoleon Dynamite.... the music, the odd characters. And it is funny as hell. As you may have figured out from the last couple entries, I get too antsy during a movie and can't usually sit through the whole thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I-gor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frodrick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you get down here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the dumbwaiter. I heard the strangest music and just... followed it down. Call it a hunch! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18684160-113365760089657624?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113365760089657624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113365760089657624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113365760089657624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113365760089657624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2005/12/how-i-did-it.html' title='&quot;How I did it.&quot;'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18684160.post-113363514672048418</id><published>2005-12-03T13:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T13:39:12.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Forecast is for "bad craziness".</title><content type='html'>So yesterday I only ate some pretzels, a cookie and some orange juice. I took a nap last night and woke up with an amazing headache. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got some decent sleep last night. I decided, even though I wasn't hungry, I needed to eat a lot. Me and Kurt went out to breakfast (however we need to expand our horizons beyond "Bickfords" for breakfast). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boss took the truck today. I hate feeling stuck at home. I have no money at the moment but I wish I could go downtown or something and walk around. It is nice to be surrounded by strangers, run into people you know, people watch, etc. Too bad I don't drink coffee. Coffee drinking are pefect cover for people watchers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also a little nervous because Josh Simpson's electricity should be back on by now but I still can't get to his new server. I might have to go up there this weekend so everything is kosher for Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh what else is going on... Kurt says I complain too much on here. I'll try to work on that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been watching a lot of old-school Law and Order lately - from the first season. It is the bommmmb! It is the show I was addicted to before the West Wing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched part of Where the Buffalo Roam. It is a freaky movie about Hunter S. Thompson. I didn't really like it or Fear and Loathing... but I enjoyed the books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As your ex-lawyer, I advise you to relax!"&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/18684160-113363514672048418?l=jonparent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/feeds/113363514672048418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18684160&amp;postID=113363514672048418' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113363514672048418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18684160/posts/default/113363514672048418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonparent.blogspot.com/2005/12/forecast-is-for-bad-craziness.html' title='Forecast is for &quot;bad craziness&quot;.'/><author><name>hotrod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00572352008464242115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
