<?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-5050225</id><updated>2011-06-08T01:40:50.017-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Regretfully Indifferent</title><subtitle type='html'>Fight the Power. Stay Informed.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>mwY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00925721898904697907</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>235</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5050225.post-110131572729989242</id><published>2004-11-24T11:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-24T11:02:07.300-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As of today, Regretfully Indifferent is no more. After almost 2 years, 7000+ unique hits, 235 posts, thousands of tagboard comments and one or two original ideas, I will be officially closing the doors. All posts will be archived so anything that was once on this blog will still be available via e-mail. Thank you for your love and support, we'll see you in the next incarnation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jordan Andrew Miller&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-110131572729989242?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/110131572729989242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=110131572729989242' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/110131572729989242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/110131572729989242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2004/11/as-of-today-regretfully-indifferent-is.html' title=''/><author><name>mwY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00925721898904697907</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-5050225.post-109943967843924117</id><published>2004-11-02T17:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T17:54:38.440-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Confessions of an Accidental Patriot"&lt;br /&gt;By Brock N. Meeks&lt;br /&gt;The polls here in Virginia opened at 6 a.m.  Not wanting to take chances being stuck in a long line, I adjusted my morning schedule to make sure I could be at the polling place, my children’s elementary school, just as the polls opened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice plan, didn’t work.  By the time I drove the four blocks to the school there were more than 100 people in line.  It took me 45 minutes just to sign in and another 15 to step into a voting “booth” (a small pedestal with three sides about 18 inches high, just enough to keep the touch screen of my voting machine hidden from the prying eyes of the nearest impressionable voter).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that’s not the real story this morning … that all began nearly the moment I stepped out of my car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heading into the school building and muttering something about “just like Disneyland with no ‘Mr. Toad’s Wild Ride’ payoff at the end,’” I nearly collided with a man clearly intent on placing a piece of bright yellow paper in my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sample ballot?” he called out with all the singsong rhythm of a Bourbon Street barker hawking strip-club seductions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No thanks,” I said gruffly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently his clone, standing about 25 feet away, didn’t catch our exchange, because he pitched me nearly the same line but with an important difference.  “Care for a sample Democratic ballot?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These so-called “sample” ballots have every Democratic candidate marked with an “X” because, I can only guess, these clever Democratic operatives don’t believe people in their own party are smart enough to recognize which candidates are actually running as Democrats.  Or they believe Republicans are so weak-willed or stupid that if they see a “sample” ballot with only Democrats marked they might actually march into the polling place and vote for “their guy.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I breezed by this political hack but suddenly stopped.  I turned and walked back to the first guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Is that a Democratic ‘sample’ ballot, too?”  I asked.  The barker blinked.  “What a cheapjack little trick.  You should be ashamed of yourself.”  I turned and headed again to the polling place.  As I brushed by the clone, I said, “Are you sure you’re 150 feet from the polling place?”  He answered, “You only have to be 40 feet!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Then back up,” I said, and went inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing in line people were joking, lamenting the lack of caffeine and waxing nostalgic about elections past.  “Last election, I came in at 6 and was outta here by 6-oh-3,” the guy behind me said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several people were examining their yellow “sample” ballots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cheery election official (he was actually wearing a badge that said “election official” ... I’m using journalistic license and assuming he was “cheerful,” given the smile on his face) was collecting the sample ballots from people who were done with them, because there were no trash bins in the school hallway where we were all lined up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then with this handful of “sample” ballots, the election official did an astounding thing.  “Does anyone need a sample ballot?” he said in a loud voice, holding up a fistful of the yellow, Democratic “sample” ballots.  “Anyone?!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a dozen people held up their hands, and he passed out the ballots ... and I nearly swallowed my tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned quickly to the guy behind me. “Excuse, please hold my place in line, I’d like to talk to this guy,” I said, motioning to the election official.  I didn’t even wait for an answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cornered the official, a smallish, older gentleman — who, had age not stooped him, would have stood eye-to-eye with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Excuse me, sir, but I don’t believe it’s legal for you to be handing out those ballots,” I said.  He looked clearly perplexed and a little offended. When I pointed out they were “Democratic” sample ballots, well, I thought he was going to be ill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh dear lord,” he said, and he licked his lips, which had suddenly become very dry.  “You’re absolutely right, young man, thank you very much.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He hustled out into the hallway, negotiating a tricky corner on the slick linoleum with all the moves of an all-star halfback.  By the time I’d reinserted myself into the line, he’d already collected all the sample ballots he distributed, apologized and explained himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the spirit of full disclosure, I would have done the same thing had this been a Republican “sample” ballot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-109943967843924117?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/109943967843924117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=109943967843924117' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/109943967843924117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/109943967843924117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2004/11/confessions-of-accidental-patriot-by.html' title=''/><author><name>mwY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00925721898904697907</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-5050225.post-109802826803630102</id><published>2004-10-17T10:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T10:51:08.036-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A couple of days ago my parents were listening to a radio program about friendship on the African subcontinent. They were really shocked by the topic, so they started telling my friend Cathy about it, and she interrupted, "Wow!.. No kidding?! I am so sick of hearing about the African subcontinent all the time!" But then when my parents got to the part about the friendship, Cathy ran away all of a sudden. Then later, Cathy's father told me that the reason Cathy was so freaked out was because she used to write a lot about friendship. At times Cathy can be a little stupid like that, but I need to make this work... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-109802826803630102?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/109802826803630102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=109802826803630102' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/109802826803630102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/109802826803630102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2004/10/couple-of-days-ago-my-parents-were.html' title=''/><author><name>Desperate</name><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-5050225.post-109765130686795681</id><published>2004-10-13T01:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T02:09:29.053-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This post is dedicated to Casey. He told me they talked about "Weird Laws" in History class, so I thought I'd look some up. Here are the some of the funnier ones I found.   And now for some fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Alaska&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Fairbanks, it is illegal to feed alcoholic beverages to a moose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-California&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Los Angeles, a man may legally beat his wife with a leather strap, as long as it is less than two inches wide, or she gives him permission to use a wider strap. In Pacific Grove, "molesting" butterflies can result in a $500 fine. In Ventura County, cats and dogs are not allowed to have sex without a permit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-D.C.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only acceptable sexual position in Washington D.C. is the missionary-style position. Any other sexual position is considered illegal.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;Georgia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;In Quitman, it is illegal to change the clothes on a storefront mannequin unless the shades are down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Illinois&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Oblong, it's punishable by law to make love while hunting or fishing on your wedding day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Indiana&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monkeys are forbidden to smoke cigarettes in South Bend. In Gary, it is illegal to attend the theater within four hours of eating garlic. The Stepford Wives is banned in Warsaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Montana&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bozeman, has a law that bans all sexual activity between members of the opposite sex in thefront yard of a home after sundown-if they're nude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-North Carolina&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;State law mandates that all couples staying in rooms for one night must be kept in room with double beds, kept a minimum of two feet apart, and making love on the floor between the beds is strictly forbidden. It is illegal to have sex in a churchyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Pennsylvania&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Harrisburg, it is illegal to have sex with a truck driver inside a toll booth.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;Washington&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;In the state of Washington there is a law against having sex with a virgin under any circumstances. (Including the wedding night.) In Seattle, women who sit on men's laps on buses or trains without placing a pillow between them face an automatic six-month jail term. In Auburn, men who deflower virgins, regardless of age or marital status, may face up to five years in jail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now. Have a good time with these. There will be more to come later.&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/5050225-109765130686795681?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/109765130686795681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=109765130686795681' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/109765130686795681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/109765130686795681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2004/10/this-post-is-dedicated-to-casey.html' title=''/><author><name>Tabs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457612510867623770</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-5050225.post-109695360276751572</id><published>2004-10-05T01:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T00:20:02.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;So I'm sitting here, thinking about my life, and BOOM! it hits me.  I'm getting married in 12 days!  Of course, immediatly following that thought a million others flood my mind.  On second thought I'd rather call them scenarios.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Scenario #1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'm walking down the aisle, happy as ever.  With my dad on my arm and the whole place staring at me. (That's cause i'm hot:D) As I get closer to the alter, I feel nothing but happiness inside.  Ok wait, nevermind, that's actually vomit I felt inside, and now it's on some unsuspecting poor guest's lap.  Wonderful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Scenario #2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;As I'm walking down the aisle with my dad, I spot my biological father sitting in the 6th row 5 in.  He has the evilest look on his face I have ever seen.  As we approach the 6th aisle, he leaps over teh 4 people between him and the aisle.  Before I know what happens, him and my dad are fist fighting.  I think it can't get any worse, but Oh! it does.  Here comes my mom clad in a dress and heels running down the aisle towards the Fighting Fathers.  Before long the whole place is beating up each other.  All I can do is sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;That's only a smidgen of what I'm feeling and thinking about right now.  My stomache is in knots and my hands are constantly shaking.  Not to mention the ever present rash on my chest from nervousness.  That will look lovely in the pictures.  Now I'm going to go puke.  Have a nice day!&lt;/span&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/5050225-109695360276751572?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/109695360276751572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=109695360276751572' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/109695360276751572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/109695360276751572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2004/10/so-im-sitting-here-thinking-about-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Tabs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457612510867623770</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-5050225.post-109577231228436092</id><published>2004-09-21T08:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-21T08:13:47.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I switched to a more accessible template for the time being. I was getting complaints about the archive absence. Tagboard is gone for right now until I decide if I want to keep it or not. I'm going to try and get this beast operational again. I'm hoping to build a whole new machine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Useful Item of the Day: Don't take sleeping pills with beer. Makes your eyes flicker...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-109577231228436092?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/109577231228436092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=109577231228436092' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/109577231228436092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/109577231228436092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2004/09/i-switched-to-more-accessible-template.html' title=''/><author><name>mwY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00925721898904697907</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-5050225.post-109556274394077203</id><published>2004-09-18T21:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-18T21:59:03.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;In honor of the the weddings lately, here is a story to brighten your day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;On their first night to be together, the newlywed couple go to get changed. The new bride comes out of the bathroom, all showered and wearing her beautiful robe. The proud husband says, "My dear, we are married now, you can open your robe." The beautiful young woman opens her robe, and he is astonished. "Oh, oh, aaaahhh," he exclaims, "My word, you are so beautiful, let me take your picture. Puzzled, she asks, "My picture?" He answers, "Yes my dear, so I can carry your beauty next to my heart forever." She smiles and he takes her picture, and then he heads into the bathroom to shower. He comes out wearing his robe and the new wife asks, "Why do you wear a robe? We are married now." At that the man opens his robe and she exclaims, "Oh, oh, oh my, let me get a picture." He beams and asks, "Why?" She answers, "So I can get it enlarged."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-109556274394077203?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/109556274394077203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=109556274394077203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/109556274394077203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/109556274394077203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2004/09/in-honor-of-the-weddings-lately-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Tabs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457612510867623770</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-5050225.post-109547347618005173</id><published>2004-09-17T21:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-17T21:11:16.180-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Shit music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave Matthews &lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2004/SHOWBIZ/Music/08/25/bus.waste.ap/index.html"&gt;dumped&lt;/a&gt; 800 lbs of human excrement onto 100 tour boat passengers.&lt;br /&gt;When: 9/1/2004&lt;br /&gt;Company: Dave Matthews Band&lt;br /&gt;Severity: 25&lt;br /&gt;Points: 125&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-109547347618005173?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/109547347618005173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=109547347618005173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/109547347618005173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/109547347618005173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2004/09/shit-music-dave-matthews-dumped-800.html' title=''/><author><name>Desperate</name><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-5050225.post-109523129420716596</id><published>2004-09-15T01:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-15T01:54:54.206-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Top Doc Backs Picking Your Nose And Eating It &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Picking your nose and eating it is one of the best ways to stay healthy, according to a top Austrian doctor.&lt;br /&gt;Prof Dr Friedrich Bischinger said people who pick their noses with their fingers were healthy, happier and probably better in tune with their bodies.&lt;br /&gt;He says society should adopt a new approach to nose-picking and encourage children to take it up.&lt;br /&gt;Dr Bischinger said: "With the finger you can get to places you just can't reach with a handkerchief, keeping your nose far cleaner.&lt;br /&gt;"And eating the dry remains of what you pull out is a great way of strengthening the body's immune system.&lt;br /&gt;"Medically it makes great sense and is a perfectly natural thing to do. In terms of the immune system the nose is a filter in which a great deal of bacteria are collected, and when this mixture arrives in the intestines it works just like a medicine.&lt;br /&gt;"Modern medicine is constantly trying to do the same thing through far more complicated methods, people who pick their nose and eat it get a natural boost to their immune system for free. "&lt;br /&gt;He pointed out that children happily pick their noses, yet by the time they have become adults they have stopped under pressure from a society that has branded it disgusting and anti social.&lt;br /&gt;He said: "I would recommend a new approach where children are encouraged to pick their nose. It is a completely natural response and medically a good idea as well."&lt;br /&gt;And he pointed out that if anyone was really worried about what their neighbour was thinking, they could still enjoy picking their nose in private if they still wanted to get the benefits it offered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-109523129420716596?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/109523129420716596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=109523129420716596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/109523129420716596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/109523129420716596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2004/09/top-doc-backs-picking-your-nose-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Tabs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457612510867623770</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-5050225.post-109523055005254585</id><published>2004-09-15T01:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-15T01:42:30.053-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;Jordan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;      I "borrowed" this just for you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Never Have I Fallen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Your lips speak soft sweetness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Your touch a cool caress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I am lost in your magic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;My heart beats within your chest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I think of you each morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And dream of you each night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I think of your arms being around me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And cannot express my delight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Never have I fallen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;But I am quickly on my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You hold a heart in your hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;That has never before been given away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;Love, Tabitha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-109523055005254585?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/109523055005254585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=109523055005254585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/109523055005254585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/109523055005254585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2004/09/jordan-i-borrowed-this-just-for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Tabs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08457612510867623770</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-5050225.post-109501404714689369</id><published>2004-09-12T13:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-12T13:34:07.146-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table style='border: 1px solid #cc0000;' bgcolor=#ffffcc&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table style='border: 2px; 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font-size: 8pt; color: black;'&gt;Majoring in&lt;/font&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;font style='font-family: Script, Courier; font-size: 26pt; color: black; font-weight: bold;'&gt;Non Sequiturs&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table width=100%&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=center valign=middle&gt;&lt;font style='font-family: Courier New, Courier; font-size: 8pt; color: black;'&gt;Signed&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style='font-family: Script; font-size: 18pt; color:#919191; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;'&gt;Dr. GoQuiz.com&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign=middle align=right&gt;&lt;font style='font-family: Wingdings; font-size: 50pt; color:#990033;'&gt;®&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;form method="POST" action="http://www.go-quiz.com/degree/degree.php"&gt;Username:&lt;input name="uname"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;input type=submit value="What Degree do you get?"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.go-quiz.com/degree/degree.php"&gt;Blogging Degree&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt;From &lt;a href="http://www.go-quiz.com"&gt;Go-Quiz.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-109501139554747653?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/109501139554747653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=109501139554747653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/109501139554747653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/109501139554747653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2004/09/university-of-bloggingpresents.html' title=''/><author><name>Underoath</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://venus.walagata.com/w/joeylee20/mewife_003_0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5050225.post-109499662339184806</id><published>2004-09-12T08:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-12T08:43:43.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Scarily accurate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style='border: 1px solid #cc0000;' bgcolor=#ffffcc&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table style='border: 2px; 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font-size: 8pt; color: black;'&gt;Majoring in&lt;/font&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;font style='font-family: Script, Courier; font-size: 26pt; color: black; font-weight: bold;'&gt;Self Deprication&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table width=100%&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=center valign=middle&gt;&lt;font style='font-family: Courier New, Courier; font-size: 8pt; color: black;'&gt;Signed&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style='font-family: Script; font-size: 18pt; color:#919191; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;'&gt;Dr. GoQuiz.com&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign=middle align=right&gt;&lt;font style='font-family: Wingdings; font-size: 50pt; color:#990033;'&gt;®&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;form method="POST" action="http://www.go-quiz.com/degree/degree.php"&gt;Username:&lt;input name="uname"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;input type=submit value="What Degree do you get?"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.go-quiz.com/degree/degree.php"&gt;Blogging Degree&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt;From &lt;a href="http://www.go-quiz.com"&gt;Go-Quiz.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-109499662339184806?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/109499662339184806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=109499662339184806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/109499662339184806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/109499662339184806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2004/09/scarily-accurate.html' title=''/><author><name>mwY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00925721898904697907</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-5050225.post-109493754509922665</id><published>2004-09-11T16:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-11T16:19:51.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table style='border: 1px solid #cc0000;' bgcolor=#ffffcc&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table style='border: 2px; 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font-size: 8pt; color: black;'&gt;Majoring in&lt;/font&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;font style='font-family: Script, Courier; font-size: 26pt; color: black; font-weight: bold;'&gt;Cutting&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table width=100%&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=center valign=middle&gt;&lt;font style='font-family: Courier New, Courier; font-size: 8pt; color: black;'&gt;Signed&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style='font-family: Script; font-size: 18pt; color:#919191; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;'&gt;Dr. GoQuiz.com&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign=middle align=right&gt;&lt;font style='font-family: Wingdings; font-size: 50pt; color:#990033;'&gt;®&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;form method="POST" action="http://www.go-quiz.com/degree/degree.php"&gt;Username:&lt;input name="uname"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;input type=submit value="What Degree do you get?"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.go-quiz.com/degree/degree.php"&gt;Blogging Degree&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt;From &lt;a href="http://www.go-quiz.com"&gt;Go-Quiz.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-109493754509922665?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/109493754509922665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=109493754509922665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/109493754509922665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/109493754509922665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2004/09/university-of-bloggingpresents_11.html' title=''/><author><name>Desperate</name><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-5050225.post-109310791496497152</id><published>2004-08-21T12:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-21T12:05:14.963-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Anonymous&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;our bathroom is gonna have fucks all over it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anonymous&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mwY&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mwY&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;i hope you mean ducks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anonymous&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;oh my gosh i didn't ever read that before i read it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-109310791496497152?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/109310791496497152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=109310791496497152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/109310791496497152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/109310791496497152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2004/08/anonymous-says-our-bathroom-is-gonna.html' title=''/><author><name>mwY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00925721898904697907</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-5050225.post-109233532214137800</id><published>2004-08-12T13:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T13:52:39.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As you can see, I've done a little bit of a redesign. I really got tired of that old look. I threw this together in about and hour and a half, so don't be too critical. Don't worry it's still the same old boring crap here at Regretfully Indifferent! Fight the Power. Stay Informed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-109233532214137800?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/109233532214137800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=109233532214137800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/109233532214137800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/109233532214137800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2004/08/as-you-can-see-ive-done-little-bit-of.html' title=''/><author><name>mwY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00925721898904697907</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-5050225.post-109062480292152618</id><published>2004-07-23T18:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-23T18:20:02.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In honor of Joey, Jared and myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.abc.net.au/news/newsitems/200407/s1156356.htm"&gt;Japan makes world's smallest diamond ring.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-109062480292152618?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/109062480292152618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=109062480292152618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/109062480292152618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/109062480292152618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2004/07/in-honor-of-joey-jared-and-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>mwY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00925721898904697907</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-5050225.post-108993600341919713</id><published>2004-07-15T18:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-15T19:00:03.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can I just say...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;"Psalm of The City of the Dead" - The Funeral of God&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;makes&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;"Violet" - Where Blood And Fire Bring Rest&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;sound like a small child who received his first piano and started "messing around" with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-108993600341919713?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/108993600341919713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=108993600341919713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/108993600341919713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/108993600341919713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2004/07/can-i-just-say.html' title=''/><author><name>mwY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00925721898904697907</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-5050225.post-108972887970814519</id><published>2004-07-13T09:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-13T09:27:59.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I ran across this random site today while I was looking for quotes from the many incarnations of The Transformers (don't ask) and I found a bunch of quotes from the band They Might be Giants. I must say, they might be pretty funny (RaPUNzel strikes again).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;They Might Be Giants Quotes&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noah Adams: "Well, some of them are really quite understandable. 'Montana is a leg.' is..."&lt;br /&gt;John Linnell: "...it's grammatical. It's not true, and it doesn't strictly make sense, and..." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We've got some new songs here that are not even on the MP3 thing. They're not available in any format, except of course the bootlegs that seem to proliferate all through our audience, as we watch people lip-synch along to songs that HAVEN'T BEEN RELEASED! DAMN YOU!" - John Linnell &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can't remember stuff." - John Linnell &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Linnell: "This song is called...it's called..."&lt;br /&gt;Audience: "Louisiana! Montana!"&lt;br /&gt;John Linnell: Don't tell me what it's called..." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We're going to take a five minute break...we'll be back in twenty minutes." - John Linnell &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This song is dedicated to everyone in the audience tonight...WITH ONE EYE!" - John Linnell &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We were leaving New York this morning and we were checking in at the gate at the airport and the attendant said, 'You must be musicians,' and I said, 'Yes,' and she asked, 'What's the name of your band?,' and I said, 'We're called the Statesmen,' and she said, 'Oh, I've heard of you!'. I think if we'd said, you know, 'We're the Green Egg,' or something, she would have said the same thing." - John Linnell &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is a brand new song...we haven't recorded it yet, but we're going to now." - John Flansburgh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This spontaneous stuff takes a little bit of planning." - John Flansburgh &lt;br /&gt;"I was walking out of a movie, and some people recognized me from They Might Be Giants. They said 'Are you John?' and I said '...Yeah.' and then they said 'We're glad to see you getting out.'" - John Linnell &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Linnell: "You know, we actually know the next song we're going to play. We're talking about some personal stuff that concerns just me and John. I realize that this probably isn't the time or the place."&lt;br /&gt;John Flansburgh: "We can finish this conversation in the car." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Flansburgh: "This song is so old that it's actually featured on our brand new record."&lt;br /&gt;John Linnell: "It's one of those year 2000 problems." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We can't really say we feel comfortable in Los Angeles, because we don't." - John Flansburgh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Linnell: "This next song is from our album 'The Spaghetti Incident.' And...it's actually a new song."&lt;br /&gt;*several seconds pass*&lt;br /&gt;Audience Member: "Oh, I get it..." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Have you heard Alanis Morisette trying to play the harmonica? She doesn't know how to play the harmonica. Well guess what, Alanis, I INVENTED the 'don't-know-how-to-play-harmonica-harmonica-solo.'" - John Flansburgh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ladies and gentleman...the only band that refuses to be a force to be reckoned with....They Might Be Giants!" - Mario &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audience: *applauds*&lt;br /&gt;John Linnell: "Thank you...you're much too kind. And we're going to prove it to you right now." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's what I call 'Guiliani Time', my friends. 'We've got a problem. Let's kill it.'" - John Flansburgh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Look, up in the sky! It's the sky!" - John Flansburgh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-108972887970814519?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/108972887970814519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=108972887970814519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/108972887970814519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/108972887970814519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2004/07/i-ran-across-this-random-site-today.html' title=''/><author><name>mwY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00925721898904697907</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-5050225.post-108949526039712399</id><published>2004-07-10T16:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-10T16:34:20.396-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I found Cornerstone on Terra Server!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://terraserver.microsoft.com/GetImageArea.ashx?t=1&amp;s=10&amp;lon=-90.4275583617333&amp;lat=40.5227986215&amp;w=600&amp;h=400&amp;f=Tahoma,Verdana,Sans-serif&amp;fs=10&amp;fc=ffffffff&amp;logo=1&amp;p=2:-90.50422756:40.54868842" target="_blank"&gt;Main Stage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://terraserver.microsoft.com/GetImageArea.ashx?t=1&amp;s=10&amp;lon=-90.4349664647667&amp;lat=40.52756611535&amp;w=600&amp;h=400&amp;f=Tahoma,Verdana,Sans-serif&amp;fs=10&amp;fc=ffffffff&amp;logo=1&amp;p=2:-90.50422756:40.54868842" target="_blank"&gt;Food Court / Main Exhibition Tent&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-108949526039712399?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/108949526039712399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=108949526039712399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/108949526039712399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/108949526039712399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2004/07/i-found-cornerstone-on-terra-server.html' title=''/><author><name>mwY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00925721898904697907</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-5050225.post-108912824867596139</id><published>2004-07-06T10:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-06T10:37:28.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Memo to: Cavemates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From: Osama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regarding: The Cave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi guys. We've all been putting in long hours but we've really come together as a group and I love that. Big thanks to Omar for putting up the poster that says "There is no I in team" as well as the one that says "Hang In There, Baby." That cat is hilarious. However, while we are fighting a jihad, we can't forget to take care of the cave. And frankly I have a few concerns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First of all&lt;/strong&gt;, while it's good to be concerned about cruise missiles, we should be even more concerned about the scorpions in our cave. Hey, you don't want to be stung and neither do I so we need to sweep the cave daily. I've posted a sign up sheet near the main cave opening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Second&lt;/strong&gt;, it's not often I make a video address but when I do, I'm trying to scare the most powerful country on earth, okay? That means that while we're taping, please do not ride your razor scooter in the background. Just while we're taping. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Third point&lt;/strong&gt;, and this is a touchy one. As you know, by edict, we're not supposed to shave our beards. But I need everyone to just think hygiene, especially after mealtime. We're all in this together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fourth&lt;/strong&gt;: food. I bought a box of Cheez-Its recently, clearly wrote "Osama" on the front, and put it on the top shelf. Today, my Cheez-Its were gone. Consideration. That's all I'm saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finally&lt;/strong&gt;, we've heard that there may be American soldiers in disguise trying to infiltrate our ranks. I want to set up patrols to look for them. First patrol will be Omar, Muhammed, Abdul, Akbar, and Richard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you lots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Osama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-108912824867596139?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/108912824867596139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=108912824867596139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/108912824867596139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/108912824867596139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2004/07/memo-to-cavemates-from-osama-regarding.html' title=''/><author><name>mwY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00925721898904697907</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-5050225.post-108863090135327135</id><published>2004-06-30T16:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-30T16:29:58.016-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;sucks&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wed Jun 30 Mostly Factory 85 / 65&lt;br /&gt;Thu Jul 01 Isolated Factory 85 / 66&lt;br /&gt;Fri Jul 02 Scattered Factory 83 / 64&lt;br /&gt;Sat Jul 03 Scattered Sleep 79 / 63&lt;br /&gt;Sun Jul 04 Isolated Party 78 / 58&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/sucks&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-108863090135327135?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/108863090135327135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=108863090135327135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/108863090135327135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/108863090135327135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2004/06/wed-jun-30-mostly-factory-85-65-thu.html' title=''/><author><name>Underoath</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://venus.walagata.com/w/joeylee20/mewife_003_0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5050225.post-108851285093984880</id><published>2004-06-29T07:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-29T14:47:43.803-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&amp;#60;sucks&amp;#62;&lt;br /&gt;Wed Jun 30  Mostly Sunny 85 / 65&lt;br /&gt;Thu Jul 01  Isolated T-Storms 85 / 66&lt;br /&gt;Fri Jul 02  Scattered T-Storms 83 / 64&lt;br /&gt;Sat Jul 03  Scattered T-Storms 79 / 63&lt;br /&gt;Sun Jul 04  Isolated T-Storms 78 / 58&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#60;/sucks&amp;#62;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-108851285093984880?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/108851285093984880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=108851285093984880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/108851285093984880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/108851285093984880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2004/06/blog-post_29.html' title=''/><author><name>mwY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00925721898904697907</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-5050225.post-108797885461904617</id><published>2004-06-23T02:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-23T03:20:54.620-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have never mentioned(mainly because i kept forgeting) but i love the aleph null blog so far, especially the explanation of our name...honestly it really made me proud to be a part of this...i'm really hoping for us to be able to add some stuff to it, and i would like to get back together with you guys regularly somehow...i truly miss it with all of my everything and want to find some way to bring us back together again as a band, and not just a name. i've had a few ideas to make us more like a band and less like a bunch of guys with instruments that make noise together, and also am realizing how little it matters whether we get serious, or keep just having fun because i truly miss the fellowship(sorry, mike's post about klyde and the aleph blog have me in one of those moods). I also want to make an attempt at puting every bit of truth that i can behind the description of our name. There's alot of power in that name, that song. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Just how shallow is my love?&lt;br /&gt;my heart?&lt;br /&gt;my wounds? &lt;br /&gt;my bleeding?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought our own song would bring me to tears. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just how shallow is my love...how shallow...how selfish...how could i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally my love, finally my love, finally my heart pours out these tears...these tears...my God...oh my God...my Jesus...oh God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FORGIVE ME&lt;br /&gt;JESUS PLEASE FORGIVE ME&lt;br /&gt;GOD I'M SO SORRY&lt;br /&gt;SO SORRY&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will make it all ok&lt;br /&gt;(pointing to His wrists)my stars, (now His back)and my stripes. there is your freedom. take it!!!&lt;br /&gt;TAKE IT!!! &lt;br /&gt;WHY WON'T YOU TAKE IT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can i take it? what have i done for you? how many times have i SPIT in your face and stomped on your freedom? how many timess have I carved your cross?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i didn't really intend to type all of that, and you can feel free to forget you ever read it. to think...i got on here to tell mike i'd bring the movie by tomorrow. if you'll excuse me, i have something to do...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-108797885461904617?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/108797885461904617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=108797885461904617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/108797885461904617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/108797885461904617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2004/06/i-have-never-mentionedmainly-because-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Desperate</name><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-5050225.post-108638689078523094</id><published>2004-06-04T17:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T17:08:10.786-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.maroonclimb.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://mercury.walagata.com/w/pooroldluser/6jordan2.jpg"  border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-108638689078523094?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/108638689078523094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=108638689078523094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/108638689078523094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/108638689078523094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2004/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>mwY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00925721898904697907</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-5050225.post-108614598148334984</id><published>2004-06-01T22:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T22:17:56.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.buddyhead.com/medication/index.htm" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evanescence - Fallen&lt;br /&gt;The first time we saw the Evanescence video, we thought it was a Saturday Night Live sketch spoofing nu-metal or something. If you're still not aware of Evanescence, imagine Linkin Park if they all put on a good 150 pounds, and replaced the annoying four eyed geek with a fat Christian f***hole decked out in mad Hot Topic gear, and singing in an operatic voice. The appropriate soundtrack for having the hair pulled off your balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate &lt;a href="http://www.buddyhead.com" target="_blank"&gt;buddyhead.com&lt;/a&gt; just as much as the next person, but that was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fight the Power. Stay Informed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-108614598148334984?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/108614598148334984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=108614598148334984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/108614598148334984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/108614598148334984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2004/06/evanescence-fallen-first-time-we-saw.html' title=''/><author><name>mwY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00925721898904697907</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-5050225.post-108610273667205806</id><published>2004-06-01T10:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T10:12:16.673-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New Lord of the Rings Title Revealed As Actual RPG  &lt;br /&gt; 05.29.2004   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;This fall, Electronic Arts will release a new Lord of the Rings title for PlayStation 2, GameCube, Xbox, and Game Boy Advance. Lord of the Rings: The Third Age is an American-made RPG, and its development team includes former employees of Squaresoft's Los Angeles studio. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story of The Third Age does not focus on the main characters of Tolkien's story, but on a new group of characters who occasionally crosses paths with the heroes of the Fellowship as they forge their own story. Game events include epic scenes from both the books and the recent films - such as exploring Moria, battling the Balrog with Gandalf, and fighting the Uruk-Hai at Helm's Deep - along with some key events from the books that were not included in the movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Third Age appears to be a merger of Final Fantasy style turn-based combat and the visuals of Peter Jackson's blockbuster movies. The game also uses digital extras from the film as its character models, and the characters' equipment is based on movie costumes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The party includes up to six people, with only four in combat at a time. The races are standard Middle Earth fare - Elves, Dwarves, Hobbits, and Men - and the classes include fighters, magi, and rangers. Characters can learn different kinds of weapon skills and elemental magic. Experience points are rewarded according to a character's performance in battle, and extra skill points can be used to customize a character's stats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amaze Entertainment is developing the GBA version of The Third Age, while EA's Redwood Shores studio is developing the multiplatform version. Both versions will be released sometime this fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Thanks &lt;a href="http://www.rpgamer.com" target="_blank"&gt;RPGamer.com&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-108610273667205806?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/108610273667205806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=108610273667205806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/108610273667205806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/108610273667205806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2004/06/new-lord-of-rings-title-revealed-as.html' title=''/><author><name>mwY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00925721898904697907</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-5050225.post-108542267053869777</id><published>2004-05-24T13:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-24T13:17:50.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Date of event: 24th of May 2004 05:48 AM &lt;br /&gt;dethbanger's army of 4600 men marches into your territory. Your army prepares to meet them in battle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turbulent purple and red flames appear from nowhere, surrounding your men with scorching heat. Men scream with pain and terror. 760 die from the magi-fire's touch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Violent storm winds blow sleet and hail at dethbanger's men. Jagged bolts of lightning split the sky as thunder roars, breaking dethbanger's army with devastating force. 74 of dethbanger's men are slain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;760 of your men were lost. &lt;br /&gt;Your army inflicted 74 losses on dethbanger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your army has been defeated by dethbanger's men. You flee the field, afraid for your own life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terrible news! dethbanger's men found your treasury, and plundered 290,137 gold coins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-108542267053869777?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/108542267053869777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=108542267053869777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/108542267053869777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/108542267053869777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2004/05/date-of-event-24th-of-may-2004-0548-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Underoath</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://venus.walagata.com/w/joeylee20/mewife_003_0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5050225.post-108499765554745678</id><published>2004-05-19T15:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-19T15:14:15.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.amwbonfire.com/worst_website/"&gt;WoRld'S WorSt WeBSItE&lt;/a&gt; just somthing new to look at on this blog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-108499765554745678?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/108499765554745678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=108499765554745678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/108499765554745678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/108499765554745678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2004/05/worlds-worst-website-just-somthing-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Underoath</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://venus.walagata.com/w/joeylee20/mewife_003_0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5050225.post-108426326195007542</id><published>2004-05-11T03:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-11T03:17:08.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://anodyne1.blogspot.com/"&gt;Anodyne&lt;/a&gt;    WITH A NEW LOOK CHECK IT OUT &lt;br /&gt;Burn it down and walk away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-108426326195007542?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/108426326195007542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=108426326195007542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/108426326195007542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/108426326195007542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2004/05/anodyne-with-new-look-check-it-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Underoath</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://venus.walagata.com/w/joeylee20/mewife_003_0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5050225.post-108328993693815513</id><published>2004-04-29T20:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-29T20:56:28.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thefuture's army of 5000 men marches into your territory. Your army prepares to meet them in battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thefuture sent the following message arrow:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Testing out attacking strats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turbulent purple and red flames appear from nowhere, surrounding your men with scorching heat. Men scream with pain and terror. 812 die from the magi-fire's touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Violent storm winds blow sleet and hail at thefuture's men. Jagged bolts of lightning split the sky as thunder roars, breaking thefuture's army with devastating force. 1551 of thefuture's men are slain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your armies clash together, steel on steel, as warcries and screams of terror and pain rise into the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;812 of your men were lost.&lt;br /&gt;Your army inflicted 1551 losses on thefuture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thefuture's army inflicted some damage on your army, but your men stood their ground, forcing thefuture to turn around and leave... for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-108328993693815513?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/108328993693815513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=108328993693815513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/108328993693815513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/108328993693815513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2004/04/thefutures-army-of-5000-men-marches.html' title=''/><author><name>mwY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00925721898904697907</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-5050225.post-108325635725892744</id><published>2004-04-29T11:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-29T11:38:32.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://media.ebaumsworld.com/index.php?e=gijoe-porksand.mpg"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt; for one of the funniest videos I have ever seen. Something about this makes me die laughing every time I see it. PORKCHOP SANDWICHES!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-108325635725892744?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/108325635725892744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=108325635725892744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/108325635725892744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/108325635725892744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2004/04/click-here-for-one-of-funniest-videos.html' title=''/><author><name>mwY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00925721898904697907</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-5050225.post-108272336142408173</id><published>2004-04-23T07:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-23T07:33:23.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;Rampant rhino gets amorous with car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Sharka' tries to mount a Renault Laguna at U.K. park&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LONDON - A rampant rhinoceros gave a group of visitors a glimpse of nature in the raw at a British safari park when he tried to have sex with their car.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sharka, a two-ton white rhino, got amorous with Dave Alsop&amp;rsquo;s car when he stopped with three friends to take pictures of the animal mating with his partner Trixie at the West Midland Safari Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 12-year-old rhino tried to mount the Renault Laguna from the side, denting the doors and ripping off the wing mirrors before Dave drove away with a puffing Sharka in pursuit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;He was a big boy and obviously aroused,&amp;#8221; Alsop told the Sun newspaper on Thursday. &amp;#8220;He sidled up against us. The next thing I know he&amp;rsquo;s banging away at the car and it&amp;rsquo;s rocking like hell.&amp;#8221;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A spokeswoman for the park, which says &amp;#8220;rhinos are not particularly intelligent animals&amp;#8221; on its Web site, said Sharka was a hit with the female rhinos and had fathered two calves in the last five years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;He&amp;rsquo;s got a bit of a reputation this lad and he was obviously at it again,&amp;#8221; she added.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the real question is... Is it in good taste to suggest that he was simply giving the car "Da Sharka"?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-108272336142408173?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/108272336142408173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=108272336142408173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/108272336142408173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/108272336142408173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2004/04/rampant-rhino-gets-amorous-with-car.html' title=''/><author><name>mwY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00925721898904697907</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-5050225.post-108263373000076739</id><published>2004-04-22T06:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-22T06:39:30.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been listening to &lt;a href="http://www.thestoryinthesoil.com" target="_blank"&gt;Bright Eyes&lt;/a&gt; all day today. After a while I thought, "I wonder if Emo Game 2 ever got finished?" It is, and it's amazing. I encourage all you kids to check out EmoGame 2. Unlike the first EmoGame, EG2 has a really cool message. The delivery might be a little odd, but the message itself is still true. "BE SOMEBODY, YOU FAT NERD!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.emogame.com" target="blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://mercury.walagata.com/w/pooroldluser/emogame2.jpg" alt="EmoGame 2" width="572" height="354" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the time read these lyrics, they've meant alot to me over the past year or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Listening to: "Bowl Of Oranges" by Bright Eyes]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rain, it started tapping on the window near my bed. There was a loophole in my dreaming,&lt;br /&gt;so I got out of it. And to my surprise my eyes were wide and already open.&lt;br /&gt;Just my nightstand and my dresser where those nightmares had just been.&lt;br /&gt;So I dressed myself and left then, out into the gray streets.&lt;br /&gt;But everything seemed different and completely new to me.&lt;br /&gt;The sky, the trees, houses, buildings, even my own body.&lt;br /&gt;And each person I encountered, I couldn't wait to meet.&lt;br /&gt;I came up a doctor who appeared in quite poor health.&lt;br /&gt;I said "(I am terribly sorry but) there is nothing I can do for you&lt;br /&gt;(that) you can't do for yourself."&lt;br /&gt;He said "Oh yes you can. Just hold my hand. I think that would help."&lt;br /&gt;So I sat with him a while and then I asked him how he felt.&lt;br /&gt;He said, "I think I'm cured. No, in fact, I'm sure of it.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Stranger, for your therapeutic smile."&lt;br /&gt;So that is how I learned the lesson that everyone is alone.&lt;br /&gt;And your eyes must do some raining if you are ever going to grow.&lt;br /&gt;But when crying don't help and you can't compose yourself.&lt;br /&gt;It is best to compose a poem, an honest verse of longing or simple song of hope.&lt;br /&gt;That is why I'm singing...&lt;br /&gt;Baby don't worry cause now I got your back. And every time you feel like crying,&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna try and make you laugh. And if I can't, if it just hurts too bad,&lt;br /&gt;then we will wait for it to pass and I will keep you company&lt;br /&gt;through those days so long and black.&lt;br /&gt;And we'll just keep working on the problem we know we'll never solve of Love's uneven remainders,&lt;br /&gt;our lives are fractions of a whole.&lt;br /&gt;But if the world could remain in a frame like a painting on a wall.&lt;br /&gt;Then I think we would see the beauty.&lt;br /&gt;Then we would stand staring in awe at our still lives posed like a bowl of oranges,&lt;br /&gt;like a story told by the fault lines and the soil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you guys, hope you all have great time attacking my helpless &lt;a href="http://www.tiraen.com" target="_blank"&gt;infantry, archers, cavalry, and militias&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-108263373000076739?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/108263373000076739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=108263373000076739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/108263373000076739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/108263373000076739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2004/04/ive-been-listening-to-bright-eyes-all.html' title=''/><author><name>mwY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00925721898904697907</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-5050225.post-108191698717033577</id><published>2004-04-13T23:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T23:33:36.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A rather confident man walks into a bar and takes a seat next to a very attractive woman. &lt;br /&gt;He gives her a quick glance, then casually looks at his watch for a moment. &lt;br /&gt;The woman notices this and asks, "Is your date running late?" &lt;br /&gt;"No", he replies, "I just bought this state-of-the-art watch and I was just testing it." &lt;br /&gt;The intrigued woman says, "A state-of-the-art watch? What's so special about it?" &lt;br /&gt;"It uses alpha waves to telepathically talk to me," he explains. &lt;br /&gt;"What's it telling you now?" &lt;br /&gt;"Well, it says you're not wearing any panties..." &lt;br /&gt;The woman giggles and replies, "Well it must be broken then because I am wearing panties!" &lt;br /&gt;The man explains, "Damn thing must be an hour fast." &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-108191698717033577?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/108191698717033577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=108191698717033577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/108191698717033577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/108191698717033577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2004/04/rather-confident-man-walks-into-bar.html' title=''/><author><name>Desperate</name><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-5050225.post-108153170927399739</id><published>2004-04-09T12:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-09T12:32:13.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Before you read this, keep in mind that i have been listening to a LOT of the cure lately...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title: Beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Written By Jared Miller&lt;br /&gt;Music By Aleph Null (eventually)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful words are all i have&lt;br /&gt;To remember, to remember you&lt;br /&gt;Incredible love shared that no death could take away&lt;br /&gt;My love, I cannot forget my love for you&lt;br /&gt;My love, your eyes closed and i died, too&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories, faded and warn&lt;br /&gt;Scribbled on a napkin &lt;br /&gt;and stuffed in an old cigar box&lt;br /&gt;A song, A soul, your dying words clutched to my chest&lt;br /&gt;And I will not forget.&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful, I will not forget your eyes&lt;br /&gt;the same eyes resting in your young son's face&lt;br /&gt;My love, not one day has passed since you left my side&lt;br /&gt;My love, every day i feel you die again&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories, faded and warn&lt;br /&gt;Scribbled on a napkin &lt;br /&gt;and stuffed in an old cigar box&lt;br /&gt;A song, A soul, your dying words clutched to my chest&lt;br /&gt;And I will not forget.&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as my tears flow you will wipe my cheek,&lt;br /&gt;and kiss my brow, and tell me all is well&lt;br /&gt;till then i'll sing your song, &lt;br /&gt;sing your song and pray for my relief&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my love, my love, my beautiful love(repeat)&lt;br /&gt;goodbye my love, my beautiful love&lt;br /&gt;my love, my love...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-108153170927399739?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/108153170927399739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=108153170927399739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/108153170927399739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/108153170927399739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2004/04/before-you-read-this-keep-in-mind-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Desperate</name><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-5050225.post-108149212622169624</id><published>2004-04-09T01:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-09T01:32:29.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im sry my last post was a sry attempt at humor but my fans said it maid them laugh so.....never mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burn it down and walk away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-108149212622169624?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/108149212622169624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=108149212622169624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/108149212622169624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/108149212622169624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2004/04/im-sry-my-last-post-was-sry-attempt-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Underoath</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://venus.walagata.com/w/joeylee20/mewife_003_0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5050225.post-108136969005519281</id><published>2004-04-07T15:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-07T15:31:51.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ketchup&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-108136969005519281?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/108136969005519281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=108136969005519281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/108136969005519281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/108136969005519281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2004/04/ketchup.html' title=''/><author><name>Underoath</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://venus.walagata.com/w/joeylee20/mewife_003_0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5050225.post-108119433345559877</id><published>2004-04-05T14:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-05T14:50:27.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DISCLAIMER:&lt;br /&gt;The folowing is a fictional story based on real corporate events leading up to a decision which could change the world. the names have not been changed necause they are in no way related to real life or anybody we know. That said, i would also like to point out that the story was written in the greatest lack of personal bias i have ever seen in any piece of journalism ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so this guy, we'll call him  Marvin, goes to austrail...japan to meet his girlf...CPA for the first time. Then one day, his mothe...general manager tells him he has the option to relocate to japan after looking at a few pict...ographs which showed only one side of a decisio...marketing agreement and deciding it was a good move wether the general manager was comfortable with her star employee leaving the office or not. at the same time as this was going on, Marvin was part of a ban...research and development group back at the US Offices. In order for michael...i mean marvin...to relocate to the japanese offices, the research group would end up being disassembled destroying what could have been one of the most talented and successfull research and development groups in the world. As a result, the entire american economy would colapse and turn us from superpower to third-world country overnite. On the other hand, this new partnership between marvin and his CPA could result in exponential growth for the two of them and their own famil...corporation. Not to mention a chance of possible relocation from japan back to the American offices once the CPA finishes her medical schoo...apprenticeship and CPA training. the moral of the story is...never listen when your mother tells you to live in australia...&lt;br /&gt;THE END&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE:honestly guys, please don't take this seriously...believe it or not, i really don't feel the way this post makes it look. this was just a sad attempt at humor, and i figured that since the most popular subject at this site seemed to be mike and his trip to see amy that it would be the perfect subject to choose. so, after completely making myself look like an ass, i think i'll just stop talking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-108119433345559877?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/108119433345559877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=108119433345559877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/108119433345559877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/108119433345559877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2004/04/disclaimer-folowing-is-fictional-story.html' title=''/><author><name>Desperate</name><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-5050225.post-108111952780352314</id><published>2004-04-04T17:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-04T18:02:25.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://anodyne1.blogspot.com/"&gt;Anodyne&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-108111952780352314?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/108111952780352314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=108111952780352314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/108111952780352314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/108111952780352314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2004/04/anodyne.html' title=''/><author><name>Underoath</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://venus.walagata.com/w/joeylee20/mewife_003_0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5050225.post-108099959685570283</id><published>2004-04-03T07:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-04-03T07:43:32.530-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://encarta.msn.com/encnet/features/Columns/?Article=daylightsavingtime"&gt;Daylight-Saving Time: What's the Point?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not I found this to be an interesting article. My favorite quote, "Leave it to Hoosiers to do things their own way, I guess."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-108099959685570283?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/108099959685570283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=108099959685570283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/108099959685570283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/108099959685570283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2004/04/daylight-saving-time-whats-point.html' title=''/><author><name>mwY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00925721898904697907</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-5050225.post-108097119274858952</id><published>2004-04-02T23:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-04-02T23:50:07.936-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.cornerstonefestival.com/schedule.cfm"&gt;Cornerstone Festival 2004 :: Schedule&lt;/a&gt;           This is the schedule so far of bands that will be at c-stone 04                Burn It Down And Walk Away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-108097119274858952?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/108097119274858952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=108097119274858952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/108097119274858952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/108097119274858952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2004/04/cornerstone-festival-2004-schedule.html' title=''/><author><name>Underoath</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://venus.walagata.com/w/joeylee20/mewife_003_0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5050225.post-108090320784580287</id><published>2004-04-02T04:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-04-02T18:38:20.390-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.christianbook.com/Christian/Books/product?event=AFF&amp;p=1015245&amp;item_no=CD62620#curr"&gt;Mortal Treason - A Call To The Martyrs&lt;/a&gt; check out this new band guys they are realy realy good!!!  burn it down and walk away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-108090320784580287?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/108090320784580287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=108090320784580287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/108090320784580287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/108090320784580287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2004/04/mortal-treason-call-to-martyrs-check.html' title=''/><author><name>Underoath</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://venus.walagata.com/w/joeylee20/mewife_003_0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5050225.post-107921602502036586</id><published>2004-03-13T16:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-13T16:16:53.670-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Norma Jean will enter the studio later in the year and record their 3rd full length entitled &lt;i&gt;Oh God, the Aftermath&lt;/i&gt;. The album is slated for a November release. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, current touring vocalist Cory Putman (ex-Eso-Charis, The Handshake Murders) is now said to be a permanent part of the band. [ HXC ]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-107921602502036586?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/107921602502036586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=107921602502036586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/107921602502036586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/107921602502036586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2004/03/norma-jean-will-enter-studio-later-in.html' title=''/><author><name>mwY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00925721898904697907</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-5050225.post-107818160754302534</id><published>2004-03-01T16:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-01T16:58:23.796-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>_ if present you pergunt, that one, relation of est this one, that est&lt;br /&gt;with this one, that pertenç, be independent obstacle of the secretary&lt;br /&gt;of America of the university THIS a state, indicator this done the one&lt;br /&gt;here that done of which est, or the valve of diode, that light EL-Paso&lt;br /&gt;maehen, external command, order of the cudadano of pertenç of the&lt;br /&gt;citizen of the university of Esados, for v the authority of obstru of&lt;br /&gt;the end, that orujo of est, order, these difficulties, irradiates&lt;br /&gt;always here here Willedemora of the sin, the necessity of Marie,&lt;br /&gt;ayunda of biddings that of bandage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.tashian.com/multibabel/"&gt;http://www.tashian.com/multibabel/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-107818160754302534?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/107818160754302534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=107818160754302534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/107818160754302534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/107818160754302534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2004/03/if-present-you-pergunt-that-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Desperate</name><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-5050225.post-107806366016871381</id><published>2004-02-29T08:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-29T08:10:31.263-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://slate.msn.com/id/2096112/"&gt;Player, Attack Thyself&lt;/a&gt; is an interesting article about video games released to countries where the main antagonists are their own countrymen. Read up and enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fight the Power. Stay Informed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-107806366016871381?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/107806366016871381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=107806366016871381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/107806366016871381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/107806366016871381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2004/02/player-attack-thyself-is-interesting.html' title=''/><author><name>mwY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00925721898904697907</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-5050225.post-107800978524371341</id><published>2004-02-28T17:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-28T17:13:15.796-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officer Negative will be releasing their Death Campaign album ,"The Death Campaign Project", through Solid State on March 23rd. The track listing for it is as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01 - "The Dawn Breaks"&lt;br /&gt;02 - "The Palpable Illusion"&lt;br /&gt;03 - "Warmth"&lt;br /&gt;04 - "Several Tiers Below"&lt;br /&gt;05 - "Pile Of Broken Tools"&lt;br /&gt;06 - "Reality Of Emptiness"&lt;br /&gt;07 - "The Winter Has Past"&lt;br /&gt;08 - "To Long For The Knife"&lt;br /&gt;09 - "Woven As One"&lt;br /&gt;10 - "Garden For Lovers"&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally all that Death Campaign stuff will get released!&lt;br /&gt;Fight the Power. Stay Informed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-107800978524371341?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/107800978524371341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=107800978524371341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/107800978524371341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/107800978524371341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2004/02/officer-negative-will-be-releasing.html' title=''/><author><name>mwY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00925721898904697907</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-5050225.post-107692775647076064</id><published>2004-02-16T04:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-16T04:38:29.796-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://mercury.walagata.com/w/pooroldluser/AmyLeeofEv_300x435.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture (blatantly stolen from the MSN Entertainment site) cracked me up. Not because of Amy Lee's hilarious attempt at goth fashion, but the slightly confused Rocky Gray in the background who looks a tad removed from his typical surroundings. What happens when underground metal giants hit the Grammys... hmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can't play with these medium strings! I need LIGHT guage if I'm gunna THRASH!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fight the Power. Stay Informed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-107692775647076064?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/107692775647076064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=107692775647076064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/107692775647076064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/107692775647076064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2004/02/this-picture-blatantly-stolen-from-msn.html' title=''/><author><name>mwY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00925721898904697907</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-5050225.post-107648264455990271</id><published>2004-02-11T00:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T00:59:50.733-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;Condoms, Wall Brackets, and Gatorade&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been in line behind someone and they are buying the weirdest assortment of items? Tonight at Wal-Mart this guy was buying Trojan Biggun condoms (or whatever they're called), two packs of wall brackets (for hanging pictures) and a 64oz bottle of Gatorade. I couldn't help but think about what he was possibly planning on doing with all of these items...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided that he was probably going to fill the condoms with gatorade and hang them over doors so that they would explode when people walked in. Smart guy... real smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fight the Power. Stay Informed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-107648264455990271?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/107648264455990271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=107648264455990271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/107648264455990271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/107648264455990271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2004/02/condoms-wall-brackets-and-gatorade.html' title=''/><author><name>mwY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00925721898904697907</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-5050225.post-107616076333852466</id><published>2004-02-07T07:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-07T07:35:04.890-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://mercury.walagata.com/w/pooroldluser/atkins_fast_food.jpg" alt="Atkins Approved Fast Food Items" width="418" height="445" border="0"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-107616076333852466?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/107616076333852466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=107616076333852466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/107616076333852466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/107616076333852466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2004/02/atkins-approved-fast-food-items.html' title=''/><author><name>mwY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00925721898904697907</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-5050225.post-107579337717993658</id><published>2004-02-03T01:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-05T01:09:03.983-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;YOU'VE BEEN SPOOFED!! THIS IS THE REAL ALEPH NULL!!&lt;/H3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mercury.walagata.com/w/pooroldluser/JARED.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mercury.walagata.com/w/pooroldluser/MIKE.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mercury.walagata.com/w/pooroldluser/JOSIAH2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;H3&gt;NOT EXACTLY THE SUPER HOT ROCK STARS THEY MAKE THEMSELVES OUT TO BE ARE THEY??&lt;/H3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just kiddin... have a great day guys!&lt;br /&gt;Fight the Power. Stay Informed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-107579337717993658?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/107579337717993658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=107579337717993658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/107579337717993658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/107579337717993658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2004/02/youve-been-spoofed-this-is-real-aleph.html' title=''/><author><name>mwY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00925721898904697907</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-5050225.post-107553917034753355</id><published>2004-01-31T02:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-31T02:55:33.700-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Many, many years ago &lt;br /&gt;When I was twenty three, &lt;br /&gt;I got married to a widow, &lt;br /&gt;Pretty as could be. &lt;br /&gt;This widow had a grown-up daughter &lt;br /&gt;With flowing hair of red. &lt;br /&gt;My father fell in love with her, &lt;br /&gt;And soon the two were wed. &lt;br /&gt;This made my dad my son-in-law &lt;br /&gt;And changed my very life. &lt;br /&gt;Now my daughter was my mother, &lt;br /&gt;For she was my father's wife. &lt;br /&gt;To complicate the matters worse, &lt;br /&gt;Although it brought me joy. &lt;br /&gt;I soon became the father &lt;br /&gt;Of a bouncing baby boy. &lt;br /&gt;My little baby then became &lt;br /&gt;A brother-in-law to dad. &lt;br /&gt;And so became my uncle, &lt;br /&gt;Though it made me very sad. &lt;br /&gt;For if he was my uncle, &lt;br /&gt;Then that also made him brother &lt;br /&gt;To the widow's grown-up-daughter &lt;br /&gt;Who, of course, was my step-mother. &lt;br /&gt;Father's wife then had a son, &lt;br /&gt;Who kept them on the run. &lt;br /&gt;And he became my grandson, &lt;br /&gt;For he was my daughter's son, &lt;br /&gt;My wife is now my mother's mother &lt;br /&gt;And it makes me blue. &lt;br /&gt;Because, although she is my wife, &lt;br /&gt;She's my grandma too. &lt;br /&gt;If my wife is my grandmother, &lt;br /&gt;Then I am her grandchild. &lt;br /&gt;And every time I think of it, &lt;br /&gt;It simply drives me wild. &lt;br /&gt;For now I have become &lt;br /&gt;The strangest case you ever saw. &lt;br /&gt;As the husband of my grandmother, &lt;br /&gt;I am my own grandpa! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-107553917034753355?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/107553917034753355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=107553917034753355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/107553917034753355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/107553917034753355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2004/01/many-many-years-ago-when-i-was-twenty.html' title=''/><author><name>Desperate</name><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-5050225.post-107438353412746538</id><published>2004-01-17T17:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-17T17:54:08.250-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally...my social status has been clearly defined...&lt;br /&gt;-----BEGIN GEEK CODE BLOCK-----&lt;br /&gt;Version: 3.12&lt;br /&gt;GCC/FA/L/MC/MU/O d- s: a--- C+ UL P L+ E- W++ N o? 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M+(++) V?&lt;br /&gt;PS+(---) PE++(-) Y+ PGP- t+ 5-- X- R+ tv+ b++ DI++ D+ G++ e+(*) h--(!)&lt;br /&gt;r++ y?&lt;br /&gt;------END GEEK CODE BLOCK------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.geekcode.com"&gt;geekcode.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-107438353412746538?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/107438353412746538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=107438353412746538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/107438353412746538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/107438353412746538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2004/01/finally.html' title=''/><author><name>Desperate</name><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-5050225.post-107421452749092525</id><published>2004-01-15T18:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-15T18:58:28.013-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;according to &lt;a href="http://www.thebricktestament.com"&gt;thebricktestament.com...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://thebricktestament.com/the_law/homosexuality/lv18_22.html"&gt;Do not have sex with a man as you would with a woman. It is an abomination. If a man has sex with a man in same way as with a woman, they have committed an abomination. They are certainly to be put to death. Their blood is on their own heads.&lt;br /&gt;Lv 18:13&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-107421452749092525?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/107421452749092525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=107421452749092525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/107421452749092525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/107421452749092525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2004/01/according-to-thebricktestament.html' title=''/><author><name>Desperate</name><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-5050225.post-107185220138999737</id><published>2003-12-19T10:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-19T10:44:38.483-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Delightful little read for all Lord of the Rings fans... &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://msnbc.msn.com/id/3540652/"&gt;Peter Jackson responds to, and explains some of the first two films' bloopers.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-107185220138999737?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/107185220138999737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=107185220138999737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/107185220138999737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/107185220138999737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2003/12/delightful-little-read-for-all-lord-of.html' title=''/><author><name>mwY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00925721898904697907</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-5050225.post-107178401542643930</id><published>2003-12-18T15:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-18T15:48:10.170-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Best comeback of 2003: In a northern Iraqi town yesterday about 700 people rallied, chanting, "Saddam is in our hearts, Saddam is in our blood!" U.S. soldiers and Iraqi policemen shouted back: "Saddam is in our jail" ... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-107178401542643930?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/107178401542643930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=107178401542643930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/107178401542643930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/107178401542643930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2003/12/best-comeback-of-2003-in-northern.html' title=''/><author><name>mwY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00925721898904697907</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-5050225.post-107135628932479594</id><published>2003-12-13T16:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-13T16:59:17.186-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I got in my time machine and zipped on over to 2019. When I got there I decided that my first order of business was to visit those crazy kids at Ember Studio, Mike, Jared, and Josiah. I snapped this picture in Mike's basement. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.coheedandcambria.com/images/co.ca4.jpg" alt="Ember Studios circa 2019" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fight the Power. Make up stories...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-107135628932479594?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/107135628932479594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=107135628932479594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/107135628932479594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/107135628932479594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2003/12/so-i-got-in-my-time-machine-and-zipped.html' title=''/><author><name>mwY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00925721898904697907</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-5050225.post-107112359974119774</id><published>2003-12-11T00:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-11T00:21:04.576-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is an exerpt from aaron's journal on the mewithoutyou webpage...man i live this guy&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;It is a peculiar stupidity that allows me to become so easily discouraged. my usual order of things:    (1) pray for God's guidance and wisdom  (2) ignore or betray the convictions He gives me  (3) charge or doubt Him because of the disorder and confusion in my life.   is there peace in our hearts? are we not lying to ourselves and others, professing a faith we scarcely believe in? may God forbid we become comfortable here! but rather than seeking happiness we should value this restlessness. if we didn't first feel the pain of a cut, what would prompt us to clean and wrap the wound, preventing infection or worse? this emotional pain of ours (if I may assume I'm not alone in my sadness), as with physical pain, is often a sign that something is wrong. rather than dress the wound, or even question the cause, don't we choose spiritual numbness (entertainment, socializing, education or career ambitions...) and so decide not to feel the infection of our entire lives? this sickness or infection is disobedience and self-absorbtion, a lack of love for God and other people. I am sick with myself, and too much with this world. but there are certain moments, radiant with sorrow and pity, where my soul is set on fire by the love of Jesus! he does not avoid or deny the suffering of the world, but takes it upon himself in its most extreme. far from our mediocrity and compromise, his crucifixion challenges us to suffer wildly, dares us to love recklessly, even foolishly. my friends, when will we grow tired of mediocrity and compromise? God, forgive our selfishness. please soften our hearts and open our ears to your truth. let us die to oursleves, and give us a new and wonderful life. help us see You in those around us and show them the patience and gentleness You've shown us. let us love the unlovable as You have loved us. You are beautiful, just beautiful, my Lord! -ajw&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-107112359974119774?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/107112359974119774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=107112359974119774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/107112359974119774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/107112359974119774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2003/12/this-is-exerpt-from-aarons-journal-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Desperate</name><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-5050225.post-107110865295207385</id><published>2003-12-10T20:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-10T21:42:08.670-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This came from the Dilbert Newsletter... I figured it was good enough to share. Happy Christmas kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Holiday Thoughts&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're following the news, you know that the major religions differ in their interpretation of the holy books. For example, one way to interpret God's will is that you should love your neighbor. An alternate reading of the holy books might lead you to rig a donkey cart with small mortar rockets and aim it at a hotel full of infidels. In summary, po-tay-to, poh-tah-to. Religions are very flexible, and that's a loophole that the DNRC should exploit, especially during the holiday season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine, if you will, that all DNRC members moved their holiday gift-buying from December to January to take advantage of the sales. Then imagine that the money&lt;br /&gt;saved on gifts is invested at 5% compounded interest for 80 years. You'll be dead by then, but your estates would be worth literally hundreds of dollars, maybe more. Anyway, the point is that it's easier to park at the mall in&lt;br /&gt;January, and that's something that Jesus, Mohammed and Buddha would all agree is a good thing. Especially Buddha, if you know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I want a religion that says it's okay for me to RECEIVE gifts, while warning that I'll burn in hell forever if I try to GIVE any. Furthermore, if I open a gift that seems poorly thought-out, it would be my religious obligation to smash it against a wall while the giver watches in horror. Some people might say to me, "Hey, where did you get that religion? Did you pull it out of your&lt;br /&gt;@$$?" But people are polite and rarely ask that sort of question even when you think they should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fight the Power. Stay Informed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-107110865295207385?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/107110865295207385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=107110865295207385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/107110865295207385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/107110865295207385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2003/12/this-came-from-dilbert-newsletter.html' title=''/><author><name>mwY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00925721898904697907</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-5050225.post-107102153446328580</id><published>2003-12-09T19:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-09T19:59:58.030-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/truly-dippy/1061402544_oprevenge2.jpg" border="0" alt="nemesis"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Nemesis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/truly-dippy/quizzes/%3F%3F%20Which%20Of%20The%20Greek%20Gods%20Are%20You%20%3F%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;?? Which Of The Greek Gods Are You ??&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-107102153446328580?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/107102153446328580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=107102153446328580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/107102153446328580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/107102153446328580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2003/12/nemesis-which-of-greek-gods-are-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Desperate</name><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-5050225.post-107046284513243520</id><published>2003-12-03T08:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-03T09:16:05.810-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry about the recent posting hiatus... Life has gotten ahead of me and I am desperately trying to catch up. Hope everyone's Thanksgiving was incredible. I had a wondeful day, spending time with the people I love the most (if only Josiah had been there :-) ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good to see that you're writing again Jared, FiCtIoN iS CaThArTiC. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I checked the EXP on my Blog Hero yesterday and he's about to level up. Don't be surprised if you come here to find a completely different monster... then again he might just learn LVL 3 Fire Spell (you just never know with RPG analogies).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work has been zapping all my time. I'm rarely on the computer anymore (shocking). My coworkers are making me stupider every day... how bout a list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scott - Farts all the time. Rarely washes. Stocks with his shirt off (but still has his back brace on). Starts every sentence with, "Well...". Does everything wrong, but blames it on you. Completely ignorant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debbie - Has worked at K-Mart for 23 years. Just recently lost all dedication to her job. Takes long breaks now and forgets to care. Likes to laugh at my jokes and frequently spits up her drink while doing so. Only smokes menthols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tammy - Quite possibly the loudest, most opinionated person I've ever known. Her favorite saying is, "F*ckin MORONS! They MAKE me call them bad names! I don't want to do it, but they MAKE me do it. F*ckin G*ddam MotherF*ckin retard morons! It's their f*ckin g*ddam faults!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ends the list (and my sanity).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want &lt;A TARGET="_blank" HREF="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/0740721135/qid=1070462507/sr=8-1/ref=sr_8_1/103-5887154-7359824?v=glance&amp;n=507846"&gt;The Holy Grail of comical literature.&lt;/A&gt; Mike will want it too, I'm sure. Sadly, he'll probably buy it one day... Gary Larson calls The Complete Far Side, the massive two-volume collection of his Far Side cartoons, an "18-pound hernia giver." Sure to give any coffee table a solid workout, the handsome and heavy 1,250-page "legacy book" is a must for fervent fans; over 4,300 single-panel comics with more than half in color and 1,100 that have not appeared in any book form before (the popular--and far less weighty--paperback collections).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those of you that feel like you can listen to a CD objectively without all that elitest pretense... dangit now my demographic is alienated. Ohh well... the new &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/B0000CD5FZ/qid=1070463585/sr=8-1/ref=sr_8_1/103-5887154-7359824?v=glance&amp;s=music&amp;n=507846" target="_blank"&gt;Coheed and Cambria disc&lt;/a&gt; is incredible. I had no clue that they had it in them. For some odd reason I get a Frodus feeling (minus the Sasquatch). Must be the ringing telephone start the disc... These guys laugh so hard at Emo, it's hilarious. I love a band that's good enough to remain in and yet completely transcend their genre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For everyone else that can't handle that and would like some incredibly tasty Metal fare... &lt;a href="http://www.nodesofranvier.com/#" target="_blank"&gt;"Nodes of Ranvier&lt;/a&gt; - Nodes of Ranvier" is one of the best new CD's I've heard in a long time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(PS. to Mike and Jared... LS released that Processed Tour video on DVD and it has extended footage and whatnot. Check their site it looks tasty...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone is dong well, love you all... Fight the Power. Stay Informed.&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/5050225-107046284513243520?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/107046284513243520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=107046284513243520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/107046284513243520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/107046284513243520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2003/12/sorry-about-recent-posting-hiatus.html' title=''/><author><name>mwY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00925721898904697907</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-5050225.post-107034443268366509</id><published>2003-12-01T23:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-01T23:54:45.233-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;	With every ounce of strength he could summon, he drew in his breath for one last time. "In your hands…" he said. His speech fell unintelligible for a moment, as his soul began to consent to its impending departure, "…dying…rest in wings of gold". His chest sank as he uttered this final, haunting whisper... this closing contemplation... this scattered, broken sentence that seized his every passionate thought. His arm shook as his fingers brushed against the broken, bleeding flesh above his ear.  The fatal grip of forever's silence took its hold as the gleaming, blood-stained edge of an ancient broadsword struck true into his chest sending him bounding helplessly into the air and suspending him from a concrete wall just feet from where the battle began. The assassin watched as the boy's lifeless form slid down the razor-sharp edge of the broadsword. Being forced down by his own weight, his body split from the chest, up through his collarbone just to the right of his neck. As his body hit the ground, the assassin drew his sword from the cracked, crimson-stained wall, and turned toward the remains of the Great city...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right kiddies...the history books have been re-opened, and authoring has begun again on what is destined to be... a book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-107034443268366509?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/107034443268366509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=107034443268366509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/107034443268366509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/107034443268366509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2003/12/with-every-ounce-of-strength-he-could.html' title=''/><author><name>Desperate</name><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-5050225.post-106967816033726500</id><published>2003-11-24T06:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-24T06:50:01.780-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Deep Thoughts by Jack Handey&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, it's always a good idea to always carry two sacks of something when you walk around. That way, if anybody says, "Hey, can you give me a hand?," you can say, "Sorry, got these sacks." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I ever get real rich, I hope I'm not real mean to poor people, like I am now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How come the dove gets to be the peace symbol? How about the pillow? It has more feathers than the dove, and it doesn't have that dangerous beak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day one of my little nephews came up to me and asked me if the equator was a real line that went around the Earth, or just an imaginary one. I had to laugh. Laugh and laugh. Because I didn't know, and I thought that maybe by laughing he would forget what he asked me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If God dwells inside us, like some people say, I sure hope He likes enchiladas, because that's what He's getting! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're an archaeologist, I bet it's real embarrassing to put together a skull from a bunch of ancient bone fragments, but then it turns out it's not a skull but just an old dried-out potato. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think a good gift for the President would be a chocolate revolver. And since he's so busy, you'd probably have to run up to him and hand it to him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had a kryptonite cross, because then you could keep both Dracula AND Superman away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The face of a child can say it all, especially the mouth part of the face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a kid asks where rain comes from, I think a cute thing to tell him is "God is crying." And if he asks why God is crying, another cute thing to tell him is "Probably because of something you did." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="media"&gt;[Listening to: "No Diggity (feat. Dr. Dre)" by Blackstreet]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-106967816033726500?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/106967816033726500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=106967816033726500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/106967816033726500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/106967816033726500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2003/11/deep-thoughts-by-jack-handey-to-me-its.html' title=''/><author><name>mwY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00925721898904697907</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-5050225.post-106912287541585066</id><published>2003-11-17T20:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-17T20:35:08.716-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/L/londonbelow/1038910647_raryanbear.jpg" border="0" alt="Aryan Bear"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Aryan Bear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/londonbelow/quizzes/Which%20Dysfunctional%20Care%20Bear%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Dysfunctional Care Bear Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-106912287541585066?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/106912287541585066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=106912287541585066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/106912287541585066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/106912287541585066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2003/11/aryan-bear-which-dysfunctional-care.html' title=''/><author><name>mwY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00925721898904697907</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-5050225.post-106807584462660814</id><published>2003-11-05T17:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-05T17:44:21.890-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Could this mean good things for the future of LS? God I hope so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evanescence Co-Founder Ben Moody Leaves Band During Tour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early last month, Evanescence headed for Lisbon, Portugal, with spirits soaring. They were stoked about their successful European tour and excited to shoot a video for "My Immortal" in Barcelona on October 10. About two weeks later the bubble burst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the morning of an October 24 show in Berlin, guitarist and songwriter Ben Moody packed up his gear and flew home, the band's manager said without giving a reason for the departure. Moody co-founded the band with singer Amy Lee in the late '90s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after Moody split, Lee told the British magazine Rock Sound, "You don't do that to your band. You wouldn't do that to your friends or your family. You don't do that to anyone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moody's future with Evanescence is unclear, their manager said, and the band has continued its tour with second guitarist John LeCompt handling all six-string duties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't the first time this year Moody had problems in Deutschland. In June the group canceled a string of German shows because the guitarist fell ill. Lee first spoke about Moody's departure at a concert last week in Manchester, England. "Ben flew home, but we didn't want to let it cancel the tour again," she said, according to Rock Sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evanescence's European tour runs through November 10 in London. The band will launch a North American tour on November 19 in Mexico City. Dates run through December 14 in Mississauga, Ontario. Three weeks later, the band will begin a tour of New Zealand, Australia and Japan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-106807584462660814?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/106807584462660814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=106807584462660814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/106807584462660814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/106807584462660814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2003/11/could-this-mean-good-things-for-future.html' title=''/><author><name>mwY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00925721898904697907</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-5050225.post-106781909188735940</id><published>2003-11-02T18:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-02T18:25:05.496-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I stole this from a random site. I hear this all night every night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Songs of Kmart: The Power of Repetition&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first you hardly notice. The songs aren't all that bad; or so it seems. The first day is a pleasant medley of music. Sure, they may have played two horrendous songs by Boston, but at least they only played one of Barbara Striesand's. Day two: Another pleasant medley of music. If the listener is sharp enough, he will notice that these are the same songs as yesterday. No matter, they can't do this EVERY day, can they? CAN THEY???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, according to the Bill of Rights, the suckers CAN. And they DO. Of course, they like to mix it up every now and again. One week they'll go on a Rod Stewart kick, the next will be dedicated to Roy Orbison. How do these 'Dedication Weeks' work, the eternal reader asks the Punk God? Quite simple, actually. The lower denizens of Kmart pull out the greatest hits album of the said 'artist'. The Kmart person hits 'Play'. The Kmart person hits 'Repeat'. The Kmart person goes home, leaving the rest of us locked onto "Pretty Woman" for the rest of the week. My highest personal count of one song in an eight hour shift is five, set by "TLC" by some unknown country band. "I need TLC ASAP!" I will never cleanse myself of those terrible lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are two types of Kmart workers. Those that live with the music, and those that fight it to the bitter, blood-drooling end. My best defense was to hum some catchy Nirvana melody for 8 solid hours, but I also found hiding in the bathroom, where one could turn OFF the speaker via the lil' knob, to be even better, although temporary. And did it ever make coming out of the bathroom a painful experience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sources have told me that other stores simply lock onto the local crap radio station. Kmart was far more brutal in its torture. Kmart has been practicing its craft for almost a century; it knows exactly how to get inside the mind of its slaves and spoon out the innards. Kmart has its OWN radio network. THE KMART RADIO NETWORK, as the annoying announcer liked to announce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, they played a song by the Monkees. I was in heaven, such a song was bliss after the tortures I had felt. But then I truly understood the EVIL that runs through Kmart. Directly after the drab melodious tune, BARBARA STRIESAND assaulted my ears. Blood- real, sticky, red, goddamn blood- began to pour from my ears. They say the Rack is bad. Bah. They say the Chinese Water Torture is a killer. Feh. They say that the thing in the Princess Bride is the worst of all. They know nothing. Kmart has found the secret to torture, and they use it wisely- to brainwash, to corrupt, to rule the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="media"&gt;[Listening to: "O Come Emmanuel" by Chasing Furies]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-106781909188735940?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/106781909188735940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=106781909188735940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/106781909188735940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/106781909188735940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2003/11/i-stole-this-from-random-site.html' title=''/><author><name>mwY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00925721898904697907</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-5050225.post-106641745590927465</id><published>2003-10-17T14:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-17T14:04:16.010-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am now a K-Mart employee again. At least it's money. It's difficult when you look around and realize that there is no demand for you. I've been hanging out with Hammond alot more lately and I realized how much I missed him. It's amazing how exclusion can force you into something more rewarding. Let me know if you need any computer work done... I take checks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="media"&gt;[Listening to: "Bartholomew Higgins" by Poor Old Lu]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-106641745590927465?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/106641745590927465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=106641745590927465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/106641745590927465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/106641745590927465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2003/10/i-am-now-k-mart-employee-again.html' title=''/><author><name>mwY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00925721898904697907</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-5050225.post-106611514413165134</id><published>2003-10-14T02:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-14T02:05:44.240-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey kids, &lt;br /&gt;Ally and I decided to have a bonfire/cookout at my house on October the 25th to celebrate our anniversary (2 months ago) and William, my cousin’s birthday. You can show up really whenever the heck you want to, but preferably about 6 or 7. We will provide the drinks and some of the chips, but anyone who comes is asked to bring food enough for themselves and at least 3 or 4 other people. We will also provide SOME desert, but not much. If anyone has an extra roasting sticks please bring them, as well as your own lawn chair, with you. If you need directions to my house, email me and I will get a hold of you. My email (for those of you who may not know) is sexyhonky@hotmail.com. PLEASE COME…I would really like to have the first party I throw NOT to be a complete waste of time …Thanks a lot guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-106611514413165134?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/106611514413165134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=106611514413165134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/106611514413165134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/106611514413165134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2003/10/hey-kids-ally-and-i-decided-to-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Desperate</name><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-5050225.post-106609027114132769</id><published>2003-10-13T19:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-13T19:11:11.180-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ohh yeah... new Zao stuff can be found &lt;A TARGET="_BLANK" HREF="http://zao.keepthembleeding.net/main/demos/"&gt;HERE&lt;/A&gt;. Mmmmm... he's gooood. The 80's metal guitar makes me want to "Pour some sugar on Zaoooo". Yes it's true, they're hot sticky sweet... again... finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="media"&gt;[Listening to: "She's Not Leaving, She's Not Breathing" by ZAO w/ new vocalist Josh]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-106609027114132769?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/106609027114132769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=106609027114132769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/106609027114132769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/106609027114132769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2003/10/ohh-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>mwY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00925721898904697907</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-5050225.post-106609001971072485</id><published>2003-10-13T19:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-13T19:06:59.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wedding Party Shoots Down Plane &lt;br /&gt;Mon October 13, 2003 10:37 AM ET &lt;br /&gt;BELGRADE (Reuters) - A two-seater sports plane on an unauthorized joyride was apparently shot down by mistake when it flew over a Serbian wedding party where guests were firing guns into the air, local media reported Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two men were reported to have sustained serious injuries when their aircraft burst into flames and crashed near Kraljevo, central Serbia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I heard shots from a wedding party which was very close to the crash site. Then I saw the plane in flames. It was shot in the left wing," witness Zoran Vukadinovic told reporters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A few moments later, while attempting a crash landing, it was caught in overhead power cables," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Local media said neither of the men held a pilot's license.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firing guns into the air at weddings and other celebrations is common in Serbia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="media"&gt;[Listening to: "21st Century Thriller" by ZAO w/ new vocalist Josh]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-106609001971072485?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/106609001971072485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=106609001971072485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/106609001971072485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/106609001971072485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2003/10/wedding-party-shoots-down-plane-mon.html' title=''/><author><name>mwY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00925721898904697907</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-5050225.post-106564913612444871</id><published>2003-10-08T16:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-08T16:38:55.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Things are out of place. Things are so out of place that it feels weird when they snap back in. Scrubs is back on NBC in it's third season. Today I was thinking about how things were when I last watched a new episode of Scrubs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 17th 2003. Scrubs Season 2 Finale.&lt;br /&gt;I was still struggling through my final semester of college. Finals were coming up. I was single. Still stuck on an old flame, unsure about a new one. I had ideas of how things were going to be when I got out of college. People are going to be eager to hire me, a college graduate. I can't wait till Cornerstone. I'm finally going to get to see mewithoutYou and Anathallo. It's going to be so much fun having all of my closest friends there with me. I hope Josiah's truck will be able to make it. Hell, I hope my van can make it. If it's too hot this year I'm just gunna turn on the A/C and sit in my van. I don't care how hard it is on my engine... I hate that middle-Illinois heat and humidity. I need a spritual refreshing. I found the Oasis, but there was only sand. God, I'm thirsty. I think I'll apply at Best Buy. That'd be a good place to work. I bet they treat their employee's well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 2nd 2003. Scrubs Season 3 Premiere.&lt;br /&gt;I'm out of college and people AREN'T eager to hire me. I've only completed 2 years of schooling as opposed to 4 or... 76. I got over Laura and started dating Tabitha on June 2nd. She keeps me going. Best decision I've made since I tried the Bob Evans Cobb Salad for the first time (Ranch dressing of course). Cornerstone was awesome. I knew it would be. mewithoutYou was killer. I feel that the time I spent with my friends helped us become closer and understand each other better. Josiah's truck was fine, albeit a little speedy at the wrong time. It was really hot, we just sat in my van with the A/C on. A/C aint as cold as it used to be. God, I'm still thirsty. Please teach me how to drink sand. Best Buy hired me, but I quit before orientation. They have no clue how to treat an employee. I need a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might think it's weird that I gauge personal growth by season's of Scrubs. All I have to say is... at least I'm trying to grow. Snotty Doodie Pants. Fight the Power. Stay Informed. &lt;font color="#333333"&gt; How's that for stagnant Michael Jackass... :-)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-106564913612444871?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/106564913612444871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=106564913612444871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/106564913612444871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/106564913612444871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2003/10/things-are-out-of-place.html' title=''/><author><name>mwY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00925721898904697907</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-5050225.post-106563095393675414</id><published>2003-10-08T11:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-08T11:59:18.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This one goes out to Mike and Jared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;See colon, enter colon, pound pound pound!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I just had to do that. Those kids on &lt;a target="_BLANK" href="http://www.slashdot.org"&gt;Slashdot&lt;/a&gt; are just toooo funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="media"&gt;[Listening to: "Total Eclipse Of The Sun" by Einst&amp;uuml;rzende Neubauten]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#333333"&gt;...all I really really really really really really really want to see is a total eclipse of the sun&lt;br /&gt;OMG It's LIKE!! OMG LIKE!! A BLOG EASTER EGG!! CUZ LIKE HE MADE IT BLEND IN AND STUFF AND LIKE!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-106563095393675414?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/106563095393675414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=106563095393675414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/106563095393675414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/106563095393675414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2003/10/this-one-goes-out-to-mike-and-jared.html' title=''/><author><name>mwY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00925721898904697907</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-5050225.post-106558581645707345</id><published>2003-10-07T23:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-07T23:45:50.783-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey kids, &lt;br /&gt;	Ally and I decided to have a bonfire/cookout at my house on October the 25th to celebrate our anniversary (2 months ago) and William, my cousin’s birthday. You can show up really whenever the heck you want to, but preferably about 6 or 7. We will provide the drinks and some of the chips, but anyone who comes is asked to bring food enough for themselves and at least 3 or 4 other people. We will also provide SOME desert, but not much. If anyone has an extra roasting sticks please bring them, as well as your own lawn chair, with you. If you need directions to my house, email me and I will get a hold of you. My email (for those of you who may not know) is sexyhonky@hotmail.com. PLEASE COME…I would really like to have the first party I throw NOT to be a complete waste of time …Thanks a lot guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jared&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-106558581645707345?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/106558581645707345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=106558581645707345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/106558581645707345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/106558581645707345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2003/10/hey-kids-ally-and-i-decided-to-have_07.html' title=''/><author><name>Desperate</name><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-5050225.post-106502347020542834</id><published>2003-10-01T10:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-01T10:51:10.480-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next Solid State compilation will feature two discs. The first will be 12 songs by the label's artists; the second will be a DVD with all the videos done for the label as well as live footage.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh sweet God... I think I'm gunna cry. Fight the Power. Stay Informed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-106502347020542834?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/106502347020542834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=106502347020542834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/106502347020542834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/106502347020542834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2003/10/next-solid-state-compilation-will.html' title=''/><author><name>mwY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00925721898904697907</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-5050225.post-106459780711317166</id><published>2003-09-26T12:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-26T12:36:46.743-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There have been a lot of rumors spreading on the future of Zao, here is the latest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This fall, Zao and various other bands were in talks with a young record label. The label ended up with a string up problems and the financial backers pulled out leaving the band's contract obligations up in the air. Zao has had to make some big decisions about their future. The biggest of which is that Daniel Weyandt will be leaving his position as frontman. The Liberate lineup (Rob, Russ, Scott and Jesse) have found a replacement which will now been announced. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, former labelmates Society's Finest were in talks with the above label after leaving Texas label Pluto Records. After the fallout they were faced with the decision to continue with their current state or call it quits. After much thought and prayer the band has decided to end their six year run. Guitarists Nick Nowell and Eli Bowser will continue in their own project and lead vocalist Joshua Ashworth will replace Daniel Weyandt in Zao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As stated in the update, Zao will join E-Town Concrete and God Forbid on these dates.&lt;br /&gt;10.03 Farmingdale, NY Downtown&lt;br /&gt;10.04 Buffalo, NY Showplace Theater&lt;br /&gt;10.05 Columbus, OH AL Rosa Villa&lt;br /&gt;10.06 Cleveland, OH Peabody's&lt;br /&gt;10.07 Indianapolis, IN Rehearsal Studios&lt;br /&gt;10.08 Pittsburgh, PA Club Laga&lt;br /&gt;10.09 Toronto, ON Club Rockit&lt;br /&gt;10.11 Old Bridge, NJ Birch Hill&lt;br /&gt;10.12 Boston, MA Axis&lt;br /&gt;10.15 Latham, NY Saratoga Winners&lt;br /&gt;10.16 Philadelphia, PA Trocadero&lt;br /&gt;10.17 Sciota, PA The Underworld&lt;br /&gt;10.19 West Springfield, VA Jaxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="media"&gt;[Listening to: "Signals Over the Air" by Thursday]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-106459780711317166?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/106459780711317166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=106459780711317166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/106459780711317166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/106459780711317166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2003/09/there-have-been-lot-of-rumors.html' title=''/><author><name>mwY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00925721898904697907</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-5050225.post-106386173348585220</id><published>2003-09-18T00:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-18T00:10:28.223-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The paomnnehil pweor of the hmuan mnid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer &lt;br /&gt;in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoetnt tihng is &lt;br /&gt;taht the frist and lsat ltteer be at the rghit pclae. The rset can be a &lt;br /&gt;total mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit a porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae &lt;br /&gt;the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a &lt;br /&gt;wlohe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Fcuknig amzanig huh? &lt;br /&gt;myabe chtshiri wodos is on to smtehoing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-106386173348585220?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/106386173348585220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=106386173348585220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/106386173348585220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/106386173348585220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2003/09/paomnnehil-pweor-of-hmuan-mnid.html' title=''/><author><name>Desperate</name><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-5050225.post-106332304160882765</id><published>2003-09-11T18:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-12T17:22:20.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/trailers/mgm/legally_blonde/" onMouseover="window.status='Great Link!'; return true" onMouseout="window.status=' '; return true"&gt;Let this girl win your case, and...well...you'll see...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;courtesy of an anonymous source who paid me to post this page...oh, the humanity!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-106332304160882765?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/106332304160882765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=106332304160882765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/106332304160882765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/106332304160882765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2003/09/let-this-girl-win-your-case-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Desperate</name><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-5050225.post-106297252807660696</id><published>2003-09-07T17:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-07T17:08:48.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;A TARGET="_BLANK" HREF="http://lostbrain.com/features/brandon/attorney/index.html"&gt;Let Larry Fitzgerald Win Your Case and Pee On You&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larry Fitzgerald drinks a lot of water, so it'll be clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fight the Power. Stay Informed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="media"&gt;[Listening to: "Two Pianos" by Cool Hand Luke]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-106297252807660696?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/106297252807660696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=106297252807660696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/106297252807660696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/106297252807660696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2003/09/let-larry-fitzgerald-win-your-case-and.html' title=''/><author><name>mwY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00925721898904697907</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-5050225.post-106262517207535663</id><published>2003-09-03T16:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-03T16:48:26.886-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As much as my musical tastes have changed since I first discovered this band, I am still relatively excited about &lt;A TARGET="_BLANK" HREF="http://www.absoluterecords.com/store/store_t5d.htm"&gt;the sophmore effort&lt;/A&gt; from These5Down. The review promises an "instant nu-metal classic". Let's hope that by "classic" they mean "actually good". Fight the Power. Stay loyal to bands you discovered at Cornerstone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="media"&gt;[Listening to: "Monkey Crap" by No Innocent Victim]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-106262517207535663?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/106262517207535663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=106262517207535663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/106262517207535663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/106262517207535663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2003/09/as-much-as-my-musical-tastes-have.html' title=''/><author><name>mwY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00925721898904697907</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-5050225.post-106212994192027776</id><published>2003-08-28T23:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-28T23:10:41.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have been puting off the new f*cktard for a while now, and have finally found someone suitable for this title. Her name is Allison Hockgeiger...Now before you rip my head off and spit down my throat, read the rest of the post...unless you are a guy...cause then you'll think I'm gay. Allison is to emotion as Nuclear reactor is to electricity...In fact she is sometimes so blinded by her emotion that she actually considers her boyfriend to be the best thing that could have ever happened to her, and that she is not good enough for him...but if she would step back and look for a minute, she would reailize that he was named last month's f*cktard for a reason. She, in all reality, has actually become the most important thing in his life, and, in only one year, has helped him to find something some people spend their entire lives looking for. Now, before i make any more of an ass of myself, Happy Aniversary, Allison...You are a f*cktard&lt;br /&gt;(NOTE:There is more than one meaning to the word f*cktard...and this time, it wasn't  derogatory.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-106212994192027776?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/106212994192027776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=106212994192027776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/106212994192027776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/106212994192027776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2003/08/i-have-been-puting-off-new-fcktard-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Desperate</name><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-5050225.post-106201128325835103</id><published>2003-08-27T14:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-27T14:08:03.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel like a kid in a candy store. "Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers" is in my hands. DVD. Fullscreen. *gollum gollum*. I now understand why Frodo is always showing his "O Face". Daddy like the ring. It's precious. &lt;b&gt;I'll just stick it on this peg for safe kee eee ee eeepppping!! !! ! !!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2003-8/127604/LOTR_O_FACE.jpg" width=388 height=259&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fight the Power. Stay away from nasty Hobbitses. Gollum hateses mean Hobbitses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-106201128325835103?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/106201128325835103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=106201128325835103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/106201128325835103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/106201128325835103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2003/08/i-feel-like-kid-in-candy-store.html' title=''/><author><name>mwY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00925721898904697907</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-5050225.post-106149448877098266</id><published>2003-08-21T14:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-21T14:34:48.690-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I recieved an e-mail. "What's the big deal?" you ask. "I get e-mails every day" you say. This e-mail was different. Sender: "Adam". Subject: "FWD this is funny check this out". I have a friend named Adam, and he likes to send stupid forwards so I opened it. It was NOT a stupid forward. It was "WATCH LONELY HONRY FARM GIRLS EXPERIMENT WITH ANIMALS". Yes it's true, they spelled horny wrong. So for about 200 split seconds I was forced to view "lonely honry farm girls experiment with animals". All I can say is... I'm just as kinky as the next kinky person, but some things just should NOT be put in some places. That's all I'm sayin. And that's all I can say... for now. So that's all that's gunna be said. Fight the Power. Stay Informed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="media"&gt;[Listening to: "Ain't Nobody Dyin' But Us" by End Time Warriors]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-106149448877098266?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/106149448877098266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=106149448877098266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/106149448877098266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/106149448877098266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2003/08/today-i-recieved-e-mail.html' title=''/><author><name>mwY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00925721898904697907</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-5050225.post-106148847794026584</id><published>2003-08-21T12:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-21T12:54:37.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wish Tag-Board would get their friggin butts in gear. Free boards have been down for 7 of the past 11 days. I was trying different tagging solutions today and none of them were as good, and the ones that were ended up screwing my layout all to hell. Ohh well, I guess we'll hafta deal with complete tagging silence for a few more days until they either get it fixed or I rigger nig a solution. Fight the Power. Stay Informed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="media"&gt;[Listening to: "2xl on an African Safari" by The James Dean Trio]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-106148847794026584?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/106148847794026584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=106148847794026584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/106148847794026584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/106148847794026584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2003/08/i-wish-tag-board-would-get-their.html' title=''/><author><name>mwY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00925721898904697907</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-5050225.post-106140245349882521</id><published>2003-08-20T13:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-20T13:00:53.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[12:47:55 PM] &lt;b&gt;Jordan&lt;/b&gt;: d : - | &gt;@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[12:48:03 PM] &lt;b&gt;Jordan&lt;/b&gt;: look it's gangsta smiley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[12:48:28 PM] &lt;b&gt;Taylor&lt;/b&gt;: oh my god&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[12:48:44 PM] &lt;b&gt;Jordan&lt;/b&gt;: you know you like it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[12:49:47 PM] &lt;b&gt;Jordan&lt;/b&gt;: all thugged out with his atsign gold chain and his d for a sideways hat... he's hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[12:49:50 PM] &lt;b&gt;Jordan&lt;/b&gt;: and he knows it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[12:50:08 PM] &lt;b&gt;Taylor&lt;/b&gt;: real hard ass mofo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[12:50:15 PM] &lt;b&gt;Jordan&lt;/b&gt;: if he had an ass it'd be bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[12:50:30 PM] &lt;b&gt;Jordan&lt;/b&gt;: don't look too long... he'll pop a cap in your ass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[12:50:32 PM] &lt;b&gt;Taylor&lt;/b&gt;: hehe make him an ass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[12:51:55 PM] &lt;b&gt;Jordan&lt;/b&gt;: d : - | &gt;@     ====D     B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[12:52:00 PM] &lt;b&gt;Jordan&lt;/b&gt;: no ass but a big dick and shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[12:52:23 PM] &lt;b&gt;Taylor&lt;/b&gt;: holy god&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[12:53:12 PM] &lt;b&gt;Jordan&lt;/b&gt;: cuz it's all about the benjamins baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[12:53:27 PM] &lt;b&gt;Taylor&lt;/b&gt;: holla&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-106140245349882521?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/106140245349882521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=106140245349882521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/106140245349882521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/106140245349882521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2003/08/124755-pm-jordan-124803-pm-jordan-look.html' title=''/><author><name>mwY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00925721898904697907</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-5050225.post-106090192869465336</id><published>2003-08-14T17:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-14T18:03:19.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The server is not alright. At least thats what people are saying about windowsupdate.microsoft.com. Hundreds of thousands of computers were infected by the virus know as "Lovesan" (AKA "MSBlaster") on Monday. This virus has been spreading like wildfire since then. On Saturday it will unleash it's payload, and the missiles are pointed directly at the Microsoft website. At 12AM on August 16th, billions upon billions of packets of data will be sent to the site every second, in a coordinated attempt to knock it offline. This will render it impossible for Windows users to obtain the updates and patches necessary for fixing the security hole (unless of course the standalone patches are mirrored elsewhere). If you know someone that still has the virus on their computer, please make an attempt to help them patch their system and remove the virus before Saturday. Here are some useful links to help you learn more about the virus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A TARGET="_BLANK" HREF="http://securityresponse.symantec.com/avcenter/venc/data/w32.blaster.worm.html"&gt;Information about W32.Blaster.Worm from Norton&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A TARGET="_BLANK" HREF="http://us.mcafee.com/virusInfo/default.asp?id=description&amp;virus_k=100547"&gt;Information from Mcafee&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A TARGET="_BLANK" HREF="http://www.microsoft.com/technet/treeview/default.asp?url=/technet/security/bulletin/MS03-026.asp"&gt;Information from Microsoft / Get the Patch&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A TARGET="_BLANK" HREF="http://download.nai.com/products/mcafee-avert/stinger.exe"&gt;Simple scanner for Lovesan/Blaster removal&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A TARGET="_BLANK" HREF="http://www.cnn.com/2003/TECH/internet/08/13/internet.blaster.reut/index.html"&gt;CNN reports on the impending DoS attack&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember kids... programs have bugs. Period. I hate Billy Gates and Micro$oft just as much as the next guy, but unwilling exploitation of private citizens to get back at "The Man" is just as wrong as the exploitation perpetrated by "The Man" himself. Fight the Power. Stay Informed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(PS: I have a copy of the patch for Win XP 32-bit. I'm keeping it just incase the server does get knocked offline. Anyone that needs it... you know how to get ahold of me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="media"&gt;[Listening to: "Come To Daddy" by The Dillinger Escape Plan]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-106090192869465336?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/106090192869465336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=106090192869465336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/106090192869465336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/106090192869465336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2003/08/server-is-not-alright.html' title=''/><author><name>mwY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00925721898904697907</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-5050225.post-106012547567248635</id><published>2003-08-05T18:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-05T18:17:55.633-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.comics.com/comics/dilbert/archive/images/dilbert2045737030805.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-106012547567248635?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/106012547567248635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=106012547567248635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/106012547567248635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/106012547567248635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2003/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>mwY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00925721898904697907</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-5050225.post-105985393143055879</id><published>2003-08-02T14:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-02T14:52:11.266-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.decapolis.com/user/gregor/zao/zao003.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all know that Zao put on one of the best shows of their career at Cornerstone 2003. This picture proves it. Thanks to &lt;A TARGET="_BLANK" HREF="http://www.decapolis.com"&gt;Decapolis.com&lt;/A&gt; for the &lt;A TARGET="_BLANK" HREF="http://www.decapolis.com/cgi-bin/views/viewnews.cgi?newsid1059681945,51701,"&gt;pic&lt;/A&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-105985393143055879?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/105985393143055879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=105985393143055879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/105985393143055879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/105985393143055879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2003/08/we-all-know-that-zao-put-on-one-of.html' title=''/><author><name>mwY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00925721898904697907</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-5050225.post-105967664568090276</id><published>2003-07-31T13:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-31T13:43:21.833-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;A TARGET="_BLANK" HREF="http://www.thesun.co.uk/article/0,,2-2003310256,00.html"&gt;Sadly I always wondered about this...&lt;/A&gt; Now if we could just get down to the nitty gritty and find out the truth about Colossus' (from the X-Men) genitalia...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-105967664568090276?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/105967664568090276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=105967664568090276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/105967664568090276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/105967664568090276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2003/07/sadly-i-always-wondered-about-this.html' title=''/><author><name>mwY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00925721898904697907</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-5050225.post-105963431774421544</id><published>2003-07-31T01:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-31T01:51:57.583-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[01:47:10 AM] &lt;b&gt;Ally&lt;/b&gt;: I was thinking of you earlier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[01:47:30 AM] &lt;b&gt;Jordan&lt;/b&gt;: really now... did anybody catch you? teehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[01:47:39 AM] &lt;b&gt;Ally&lt;/b&gt;: lol NOT like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[01:47:41 AM] &lt;b&gt;Ally&lt;/b&gt;: dirty boy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-105963431774421544?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/105963431774421544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=105963431774421544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/105963431774421544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/105963431774421544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2003/07/014710-am-ally-i-was-thinking-of-you.html' title=''/><author><name>mwY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00925721898904697907</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-5050225.post-105946713487974141</id><published>2003-07-29T03:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-29T03:25:34.870-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>actually, i am just trying to NOT see the last post...it depresses me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-105946713487974141?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/105946713487974141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=105946713487974141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/105946713487974141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/105946713487974141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2003/07/actually-i-am-just-trying-to-not-see.html' title=''/><author><name>Desperate</name><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-5050225.post-105946706608709196</id><published>2003-07-29T03:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-29T03:24:26.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>--Ahhh, the power of e-mail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter and I had just finished a salad at a Neiman-Marcus Cafe in Dallas, and we decided to have a small dessert. Because both of us are such cookie lovers, we decided to try the "Neiman-Marcus cookie." It was so excellent that I asked if they would give me the recipe, and the waitress said with a small frown, "I'm afraid not, but you can buy the recipe." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I asked how much, and she responded, "Only two fifty-it's a great deal!" I agreed to that, and told her to just add it to my tab. Thirty days later, I received my VISA statement, and the Neiman-Marcus charge was $285.00! I looked again, and I remembered I had only spent $9.95 for two salads and about $20.00 for a scarf. As I glanced at the bottom of the statement, it said, "Cookie Recipe-$250.00". That was outrageous! I called Neiman's Accounting Department and told them the waitress said it was "two fifty", which clearly does not mean "two hundred and fifty dollars" by any reasonable interpretation of the phrase! Neiman-Marcus refused to budge. They would not refund my money because, according to them, ''What the waitress told you is not our problem. You have already seen the recipe. We absolutely will not refund your money at this point." I explained to the Accounting Department lady the criminal statutes which govern fraud in the state of Texas. I threatened to report them to the Better Business Bureau and the Texas Attorney General's office for engaging in fraud. I was basically told, "Do what you want. Don't bother thinking of how you can get even, and don't bother trying to get any of your money back." I just said, Okay, you folks got my $250, and now I'm going to have $250 worth of fun." I told her that I was going to see to it that every cookie lover in the United States with an e-mail account has a $250 cookie recipe from Neiman-Marcus...for free. She replied, "I wish you wouldn't do this." I said, "Well, perhaps you should have thought of that before you ripped me off!" and slammed down the phone. So here it is! Please, please, please pass it on to everyone you can possibly think of. I paid $250 for this, and I don't want Neiman-Marcus to EVER make another penny off this recipe! &lt;br /&gt;NEIMAN-MARCUS COOKIES (Recipe may be halved) &lt;br /&gt;2 cups butter &lt;br /&gt;24 oz.chocolate chips &lt;br /&gt;4 cups flour &lt;br /&gt;2 cups brown sugar &lt;br /&gt;2 tsp. soda &lt;br /&gt;1 tsp. salt &lt;br /&gt;2 cups sugar &lt;br /&gt;1 8 oz. Hershey Bar (grated) &lt;br /&gt;5 cups blended oatmeal &lt;br /&gt;4 eggs &lt;br /&gt;2 tsp. baking powder &lt;br /&gt;2 tsp. vanilla &lt;br /&gt;3 cups chopped nuts (your choice) &lt;br /&gt;Measure oatmeal, and blend in a blender to a fine powder. Cream the butter and both sugars. Add eggs and vanilla, mix together with flour, oatmeal, salt, baking powder, and soda. Add chocolate chips, Hershey Bar, and nuts. Roll into balls, and place two inches apart on a cookie sheet. Bake for 10 minutes at 375 degrees. Make 112 cookies. TERRIFIC Cookies. &lt;br /&gt;******JUST KEEP PASSIN THIS ON, TO AS MANY FRIENDS, AND UNFRIENDS, AS YOU HAVE IN YOUR ADDRESS BOOK...Thanks &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-105946706608709196?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/105946706608709196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=105946706608709196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/105946706608709196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/105946706608709196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2003/07/ahhh-power-of-e-mail-my-daughter-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Desperate</name><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-5050225.post-105944759276984384</id><published>2003-07-28T21:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-28T22:14:29.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is a sad day for Christian hardcore music... Fight the Power. Stay Informed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Death Campaign fire lead vocalist&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 26, 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This we recently received in the Hxc news room, below posted in its entirety:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An official statement from The Death Campaign, &lt;br /&gt;Now, there have been a lot of rumors and accusations floating around &lt;br /&gt;pertaining to what is presently happening with The Death Campaign. Yes it is true that Chad Wiggins is no longer with us. After months of prayer and &lt;br /&gt;debate we have decided to ask him to step down from his position as lead &lt;br /&gt;vocalist. This is the hardest thing we've had to do as a band thus far and &lt;br /&gt;we want to make perfectly clear the fact that we did not do this out of any &lt;br /&gt;malice and hope to see Chad prosper in everything he does. Our love for Chad will never die. Our former bass player Casey Wisenbaker will be stepping up as front man and we will be rerecording the vocals and making some changes to the album in the next few months. We will also be looking for someone to take over on bass. We are very excited to see what the future holds and we welcome you to join us in our next season. We greatly appreciate any and all concerns and we thank you for your thoughts and prayers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In hope,&lt;br /&gt;The Death Campaign&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Underoath loses vocalist&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 26, 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Underoath777.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello everyone. I know the rumors have been flying and the drama has been thickening so I think it's time to straighten everything out. I first would like to apologize for the last minute cancellation of our Warped Tour dates as well as the From Autumn to Ashes show in Birmingham, AL. We had some band situations that needed direct attention and resulted in us having to go home. As far as the rumors of us breaking up go, they are not true. However Dallas, our singer, will be leaving the band due to personal issues. That's really all that I am at liberty to say. We have heard everything from he got his girlfriend pregnant, to people punching other people in the band and those are all entirely not true. We all love one another and have went our seperate ways with the intention of remaining friends. If anyone has any questions or would like to dispell any rumors, feel free to email: tim@underoath777.com. We don't have a replacement as of now and future tour and recording postponements will be updated as they get worked out. Thank all of you for the support and prayers and look forward to seeing you on the road as soon as possible."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Tim and Underoath&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-105944759276984384?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/105944759276984384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=105944759276984384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/105944759276984384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/105944759276984384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2003/07/today-is-sad-day-for-christian.html' title=''/><author><name>mwY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00925721898904697907</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-5050225.post-105937188095442150</id><published>2003-07-28T00:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-28T00:58:00.773-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>	As I swam toward the crude stone stairway formed partly by time, partly by the feet of countless, faceless others...I wondered whether this was the coolest thing I had ever done, or the most absolutely retarded...Ignoring this thought, I continued to the top of the 30-ft. rock face onto a path toward an overhanging ledge. Standing for a moment, I gazed out at the sparkling reflection of the sun over the deep water below. It was comfortable here...Beautiful, quiet, and safe. I could have sat down and absorbed that moment forever. I set aside purpose, hope and ambition, and thanked God for that spot. &lt;br /&gt;	Taking a seat on a piece of the cliff protruding from the ground below me, I Subconsciously picked up a small rock and threw it off the edge. The faint and distant splash of the rock rang softly in my ears...destroying the near-hypnotic hold this beautiful scenery had on my mind. &lt;br /&gt;	Ignoring the peace and safety, I regained that indescribable feeling of excitement that drove me until now. Standing to my feet, I moved toward the edge. I was slightly dizzied by the sudden rush of emotion. As my first foot moved off the ledge, I experienced every conceivable feeling at once. This sensation brought me into a moment of serene angst that seemed to last forever. Finally I kicked out with my second foot and, for a moment, nothing existed. I was frozen in isolation from the world around me and I felt a sense of absolute silence. &lt;br /&gt;	I opened my eyes and watched myself slowly fall towards the water. There was a chill of adrenaline pushing itself up my spine. My every nerve tingled and my senses shut down. All I could hear was the wind blowing past my face. Then, as quickly as it began, I plunged through the surface of the water and again was suspended in time. I couldn't help but stay there for a while and just let myself drift and soak up as much as absolutely possible before my breath forced me to the top. &lt;br /&gt;	As I made my way to the water's surface the only intelligible thought running through my head was, "Wow." Then came the realization that I really was about to loose that last bit of air in my lungs. In a panic, I started frantically waving my arms and legs in any fashion that could lead me to the air above me. Finally, I could see the light shining through the near opaque water. I  then held my hand above my head as I swam toward the water's surface. From a fist I raised my index and pinky fingers, and as I surfaced I screamed as loud as my voice would allow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-105937188095442150?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/105937188095442150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=105937188095442150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/105937188095442150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/105937188095442150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2003/07/as-i-swam-toward-crude-stone-stairway.html' title=''/><author><name>Desperate</name><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-5050225.post-105916961448368576</id><published>2003-07-25T16:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-25T16:46:55.456-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://dilbert.com/comics/dilbert/archive/images/dilbert2003020908725.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mocking people is fun... Fight the Power. Stay Informed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-105916961448368576?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/105916961448368576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=105916961448368576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/105916961448368576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/105916961448368576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2003/07/mocking-people-is-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>mwY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00925721898904697907</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-5050225.post-105916328361119508</id><published>2003-07-25T15:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-25T15:01:23.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As a tribute to Jared's employment switch I decided to compile a dream list... I call it LuserFest 2003. One band (living or dead) for every letter of the alphabet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Anathallo&lt;br /&gt;2. Beloved&lt;br /&gt;3. Cool Hand Luke&lt;br /&gt;4. Dead Poetic&lt;br /&gt;5. Evergreen Terrace&lt;br /&gt;6. Further Seems Forever&lt;br /&gt;7. Grammatrain&lt;br /&gt;8. Hopesfall&lt;br /&gt;9. Iona&lt;br /&gt;10. Jeremy Camp&lt;br /&gt;11. Kendall Payne&lt;br /&gt;12. Living Sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;13. mewithoutYou&lt;br /&gt;14. Norma Jean&lt;br /&gt;15. Over the Rhine&lt;br /&gt;16. Poor Old Lu&lt;br /&gt;17. Queens of the Stone Age&lt;br /&gt;18. Roadside Monument&lt;br /&gt;19. Stavesacre&lt;br /&gt;20. The Death Campaign&lt;br /&gt;21. Underoath&lt;br /&gt;22. Vigilantes of Love&lt;br /&gt;23. Waterdeep&lt;br /&gt;24. xDisciplex AD&lt;br /&gt;25. Yo-Yo Ma&lt;br /&gt;26. Zao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How very eclectic, I know... Fight the Power. Stay Informed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="media"&gt;[Listening to: "The Knife" by The Death Campaign]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-105916328361119508?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/105916328361119508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=105916328361119508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/105916328361119508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/105916328361119508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2003/07/as-tribute-to-jareds-employment-switch.html' title=''/><author><name>mwY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00925721898904697907</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-5050225.post-105911100370969512</id><published>2003-07-25T00:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-25T00:34:15.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>goodbye fast food, hello convenience stores...by the way, don't worry about the fact that the 3rd paragraph and 2nd point are both completely plagarized.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-105911100370969512?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/105911100370969512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=105911100370969512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/105911100370969512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/105911100370969512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2003/07/goodbye-fast-food-hello-convenience.html' title=''/><author><name>Desperate</name><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-5050225.post-105911094267374580</id><published>2003-07-25T00:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-25T00:29:02.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To Whom It May Concern,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	It has come to my attention on many occasions that this establishment is poorly run, dreadfully distastefully managed and is not fit to employ a buss load of retarded dyslectics who you can pay 25 cents/hr. and can keep in dry storage on hooks until it's time for their shift, let alone employees like myself and others here who stay out of necessity and without choice. I have been offered many opportunities to become a crew trainer, or even an ELS, but have respectfully declined every one for fear that in becoming any of the above I might inadvertently sell my soul and one day end up like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	Your greed and absolute disregard for the safety of your crew have greatly hindered their morale, and the efficiency of their work to the point that some of us have even contemplated forced vomiting and passing out in order to force you into sending us home early. There have been many occasions where after work on the nights during a snowstorm (Christmas Eve being the most memorable) I almost died (no exaggeration) on the way home because of your cheap, self centered, and borderline satanic attitude toward your crew, and the fact that all our lives mean to you is another dollar in your pocket, or another one wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	In a world of managerial evolution, you are the blue-green algae that everyone else eats and laughs at. Managers like you are a sad proof of the Dilbert principle. Seeing as this situation is unlikely to change without you getting a full frontal lobotomy, I am forced to tender my resignation, however I have a few parting points. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. In light of this resignation letter, you cannot cut my hours for the last 2 weeks I am employed. These hours are to be based on employee performance and work skills, NOT personal opinion, which has been the case in more than one situation since my employment here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. When someone calls you in reference to employment, it is illegal to give me a bad recommendation. The most you can say to hurt me is "I prefer not to comment." I will have friends randomly call you over the next couple of years to keep you honest, because I know you would be unable to do it on your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________&lt;br /&gt;Jared Miller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-105911094267374580?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/105911094267374580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=105911094267374580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/105911094267374580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/105911094267374580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2003/07/to-whom-it-may-concern-it-has-come-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Desperate</name><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-5050225.post-105881402949807741</id><published>2003-07-21T14:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-21T14:00:29.323-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Persistent, Luminous, Lovely&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am no longer succeeding&lt;br /&gt;You have taken over and I step inside&lt;br /&gt;Dim the lights and cut the chatter&lt;br /&gt;Sinew and clarity are now extinct&lt;br /&gt;Agonizing over decisions&lt;br /&gt;Long before their effects discernable&lt;br /&gt;All of my musing becoming succinct&lt;br /&gt;Clumsy steps of progress encourage regression&lt;br /&gt;I know not where your roads will lead me&lt;br /&gt;Yet I continue to ask...&lt;br /&gt;When can I see you again?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-105881402949807741?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/105881402949807741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=105881402949807741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/105881402949807741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/105881402949807741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2003/07/persistent-luminous-lovely-i-am-no.html' title=''/><author><name>mwY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00925721898904697907</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-5050225.post-105850223177305090</id><published>2003-07-17T23:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-17T23:23:51.720-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;A TARGET="_BLANK" HREF="http://www.iol.co.za/index.php?art_id=qw1058427901273B235"&gt;THIS&lt;/A&gt; is one of those amazing stories that only a true psycho stalker can appreciate. Calling all of my ex-girlfriends... Fight the Power. Stay Informed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-105850223177305090?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/105850223177305090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=105850223177305090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/105850223177305090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/105850223177305090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2003/07/this-is-one-of-those-amazing-stories.html' title=''/><author><name>mwY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00925721898904697907</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-5050225.post-105846577375556619</id><published>2003-07-17T13:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-17T13:16:13.720-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I couldn't stop laughing at &lt;a href="http://fineprintmag.com/haikus/" target="_blank"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt;... it's today's link of the day. Why does this seem like something me and Mike would come up with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A TARGET="_BLANK" HREF="http://fineprintmag.com/haikus/"&gt;27 Haikus by Sammy Mantis Jr.&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fight the Power. Stay Informed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5050225-105846577375556619?l=pooroldluser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/feeds/105846577375556619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5050225&amp;postID=105846577375556619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/105846577375556619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5050225/posts/default/105846577375556619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldluser.blogspot.com/2003/07/i-couldnt-stop-laughing-at-these.html' title=''/><author><name>mwY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00925721898904697907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
