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    <title>[Deviant Nation] devilinme's Journal</title>
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      <title>Tai Chi Video</title>
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      <itunes:summary>Ok... I'm attempting to load the tai chi video...&amp;nbsp; first a little background and then I'll try to load it in.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The video was shot during the school's buildout, before painting was done and while a lot of drywall was being put up.&amp;nbsp; Therefore you'll notice the bare concrete... and I'm wearing shorts because my black uniform pants attract the white dust like a magnet.&amp;nbsp; Anyway, don't swoon and faint as you watch it.&amp;nbsp; I don't want to be held liable... lol&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Ok, couldn't get it to load directly... you can download it from here until I figure it out... &lt;br /&gt;
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      <description><![CDATA[Ok... I'm attempting to load the tai chi video...&nbsp; first a little background and then I'll try to load it in.



The video was shot during the school's buildout, before painting was done and while a lot of drywall was being put up.&nbsp; Therefore you'll notice the bare concrete... and I'm wearing shorts because my black uniform pants attract the white dust like a magnet.&nbsp; Anyway, don't swoon and faint as you watch it.&nbsp; I don't want to be held liable... lol



Ok, couldn't get it to load directly... you can download it from here until I figure it out... 

www.stowkungfu.com/taichi_section_1.mpg]]></description>
      <content:encoded><![CDATA[Ok... I'm attempting to load the tai chi video...&nbsp; first a little background and then I'll try to load it in.<br />
<br />
The video was shot during the school's buildout, before painting was done and while a lot of drywall was being put up.&nbsp; Therefore you'll notice the bare concrete... and I'm wearing shorts because my black uniform pants attract the white dust like a magnet.&nbsp; Anyway, don't swoon and faint as you watch it.&nbsp; I don't want to be held liable... lol<br />
<br />
Ok, couldn't get it to load directly... you can download it from here until I figure it out... <br />
<a href="http://www.stowkungfu.com/taichi_section_1.mpg">www.stowkungfu.com/taichi_section_1.mpg</a>]]></content:encoded>
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      <pubDate>Tue, 26 Aug 2008 03:26:24 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>School pics</title>
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      <itunes:summary>Pics of the new school...&amp;nbsp; I don't have any pics from before we started ripping stuff out, but it's totally changed now.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
About halfway through the buildout....&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;img height="514" width="385" alt="" src="http://i.deviantnation.com/m/142121/" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And then another month or so into it...&amp;nbsp; painted, walls up.... lights up...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;img height="514" width="385" alt="" src="http://i.deviantnation.com/m/142126/" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Almost finished...&amp;nbsp; mats halfway down...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;img height="514" width="385" alt="" src="http://i.deviantnation.com/m/142128/" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And signage up...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;img height="514" width="385" alt="" src="http://i.deviantnation.com/m/142137/" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Hopefully I'll have some pics of the classes in progress... and some video...&lt;br /&gt;</itunes:summary>
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      <description><![CDATA[Pics of the new school...&nbsp; I don't have any pics from before we started ripping stuff out, but it's totally changed now.



About halfway through the buildout....





And then another month or so into it...&nbsp; painted, walls up.... lights up...





Almost finished...&nbsp; mats halfway down...





And signage up...





Hopefully I'll have some pics of the classes in progress... and some video...
]]></description>
      <content:encoded><![CDATA[Pics of the new school...&nbsp; I don't have any pics from before we started ripping stuff out, but it's totally changed now.<br />
<br />
About halfway through the buildout....<br />
<img height="514" width="385" alt="" src="http://i.deviantnation.com/m/142121/" /><br />
<br />
And then another month or so into it...&nbsp; painted, walls up.... lights up...<br />
<img height="514" width="385" alt="" src="http://i.deviantnation.com/m/142126/" /><br />
<br />
Almost finished...&nbsp; mats halfway down...<br />
<img height="514" width="385" alt="" src="http://i.deviantnation.com/m/142128/" /><br />
<br />
And signage up...<br />
<img height="514" width="385" alt="" src="http://i.deviantnation.com/m/142137/" /><br />
<br />
Hopefully I'll have some pics of the classes in progress... and some video...<br />]]></content:encoded>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 25 Aug 2008 03:32:58 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Lies for the benefit of others</title>
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      <itunes:summary>&lt;p&gt;One day, while a woodcutter was cutting a branch of a tree above a river, his axe fell into the river.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;When he cried out the Lord appeared and asked, &amp;quot;Why are you crying?&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The woodcutter replied that his axe has fallen into water, and he needed the axe to make his living.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The Lord went down into the water and reappeared with a golden axe.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Is this your axe?&amp;quot; the Lord asked.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The woodcutter replied, &amp;quot;No.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The Lord again went down and came up with a silver axe. &amp;quot;Is this your axe?&amp;quot; the Lord asked.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Again, the woodcutter replied, &amp;quot;No.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The Lord went down again and came up with an iron axe. &amp;quot;Is this your axe?&amp;quot; the Lord asked.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The woodcutter replied, &amp;quot;Yes.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The Lord was pleased with the man's honesty and gave him all three axes to keep, and the woodcutter went home happy.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Some time later the woodcutter was walking with his wife along the riverbank, and his wife fell into the river. When he cried out, the Lord again appeared.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The Lord asked him, &amp;quot;Why are you crying?&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Oh Lord, my wife has fallen into the water!&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The Lord went down into the water and came up with Jennifer Lopez. &amp;quot;Is this your wife?&amp;quot; the Lord asked.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Yes,&amp;quot; cried the woodcutter.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The Lord was furious. &amp;quot;You lied! That is an untruth!&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The woodcutter replied, &amp;quot;Oh, forgive me, my Lord. It is a misunderstanding. You see, if I had said 'no to Jennifer Lopez,&amp;nbsp;you would have come up with Catherine Zeta-Jones.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Then if I also said 'no' to her, you would have come up with my wife.&amp;nbsp; Had I then said 'yes,' you would have given all three to me.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Lord, I am a poor man, and I am not able to take care of all three wives, so THAT'S why I said 'yes'to Jennifer Lopez.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The moral of this story is: whenever a man lies, it is for a good and honorable reason, and for the benefit of others.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Integrity....&amp;nbsp; believing, thinking, and acting in a cohesive manner...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I believe the choices I make today will affect what I will have, what I will be, and what I will do in the tomorrows of my life. I am full of possibilities and potential.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
I'm having a&amp;nbsp;moral dilemma.&amp;nbsp; I have a female friend that I hang out with on&amp;nbsp;Thursday night.&amp;nbsp; She's married and her husband plays in this band at a bar every Thursday.&amp;nbsp; She goes to the bar and is bored, so I go down and keep her company by playing pool with her for a few hours.&amp;nbsp; I'd probably be out playing pool anyways, so at least this way I get to be around a friend.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So, last Thursday, my soon-to-be ex called and basically told me that she wasn't going to let me break up this woman's marriage.&amp;nbsp; Like WTF??!&amp;nbsp; This is a very public place and her husband is in the same room.&amp;nbsp; And with the music playing we barely even get a chance to talk.&amp;nbsp; Anyway, then my friend calls me at 1:30am and is at home crying.&amp;nbsp; She got into an argument with her husband and just left him at the bar.&amp;nbsp; I know they've been having problems, but most married people do.&amp;nbsp; I mean, you learn to get past them at some point.&amp;nbsp; The argument wasn't directly over me...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So... I guess I'm not sure if what I'm doing is right.&amp;nbsp; I mean, I would totally lip lock with this girl.&amp;nbsp; She is really hot.&amp;nbsp; I first met her when we were in 5th grade and dated for several months while I was in college.&amp;nbsp; I can't say I'm the perfect angel, but I haven't suggested anything to her and have basically tried to be her friend.&amp;nbsp; If I'm making her marriage worse, I guess I should do the &amp;quot;right&amp;quot; thing and stay away from her, no matter what she thinks.&amp;nbsp; It's for the best, right?&amp;nbsp; But... this could also be just a stupid disagreement that'll blow over, and I don't want to just blow off a friend.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I had an awesome open-house at the school yesterday.&amp;nbsp; The place was packed with bodies, mostly other school owners from the area and students, but we did sign up several new students and gave some trial classes.&amp;nbsp; Pictures to come...&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And a student filmed me performing some tai chi a week or two ago and I'll try to pop that one on here as well.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</itunes:summary>
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      <description><![CDATA[One day, while a woodcutter was cutting a branch of a tree above a river, his axe fell into the river.
When he cried out the Lord appeared and asked, &quot;Why are you crying?&quot;
The woodcutter replied that his axe has fallen into water, and he needed the axe to make his living.
The Lord went down into the water and reappeared with a golden axe.
&quot;Is this your axe?&quot; the Lord asked.
The woodcutter replied, &quot;No.&quot;
The Lord again went down and came up with a silver axe. &quot;Is this your axe?&quot; the Lord asked.
Again, the woodcutter replied, &quot;No.&quot;
The Lord went down again and came up with an iron axe. &quot;Is this your axe?&quot; the Lord asked.
The woodcutter replied, &quot;Yes.&quot;
The Lord was pleased with the man's honesty and gave him all three axes to keep, and the woodcutter went home happy.
Some time later the woodcutter was walking with his wife along the riverbank, and his wife fell into the river. When he cried out, the Lord again appeared.
The Lord asked him, &quot;Why are you crying?&quot;
&quot;Oh Lord, my wife has fallen into the water!&quot;
The Lord went down into the water and came up with Jennifer Lopez. &quot;Is this your wife?&quot; the Lord asked.
&quot;Yes,&quot; cried the woodcutter.
The Lord was furious. &quot;You lied! That is an untruth!&quot;
The woodcutter replied, &quot;Oh, forgive me, my Lord. It is a misunderstanding. You see, if I had said 'no to Jennifer Lopez,&nbsp;you would have come up with Catherine Zeta-Jones.
Then if I also said 'no' to her, you would have come up with my wife.&nbsp; Had I then said 'yes,' you would have given all three to me.
Lord, I am a poor man, and I am not able to take care of all three wives, so THAT'S why I said 'yes'to Jennifer Lopez.&quot;
The moral of this story is: whenever a man lies, it is for a good and honorable reason, and for the benefit of others.

&nbsp;

Integrity....&nbsp; believing, thinking, and acting in a cohesive manner...



I believe the choices I make today will affect what I will have, what I will be, and what I will do in the tomorrows of my life. I am full of possibilities and potential.






I'm having a&nbsp;moral dilemma.&nbsp; I have a female friend that I hang out with on&nbsp;Thursday night.&nbsp; She's married and her husband plays in this band at a bar every Thursday.&nbsp; She goes to the bar and is bored, so I go down and keep her company by playing pool with her for a few hours.&nbsp; I'd probably be out playing pool anyways, so at least this way I get to be around a friend.



So, last Thursday, my soon-to-be ex called and basically told me that she wasn't going to let me break up this woman's marriage.&nbsp; Like WTF??!&nbsp; This is a very public place and her husband is in the same room.&nbsp; And with the music playing we barely even get a chance to talk.&nbsp; Anyway, then my friend calls me at 1:30am and is at home crying.&nbsp; She got into an argument with her husband and just left him at the bar.&nbsp; I know they've been having problems, but most married people do.&nbsp; I mean, you learn to get past them at some point.&nbsp; The argument wasn't directly over me...



So... I guess I'm not sure if what I'm doing is right.&nbsp; I mean, I would totally lip lock with this girl.&nbsp; She is really hot.&nbsp; I first met her when we were in 5th grade and dated for several months while I was in college.&nbsp; I can't say I'm the perfect angel, but I haven't suggested anything to her and have basically tried to be her friend.&nbsp; If I'm making her marriage worse, I guess I should do the &quot;right&quot; thing and stay away from her, no matter what she thinks.&nbsp; It's for the best, right?&nbsp; But... this could also be just a stupid disagreement that'll blow over, and I don't want to just blow off a friend.



I had an awesome open-house at the school yesterday.&nbsp; The place was packed with bodies, mostly other school owners from the area and students, but we did sign up several new students and gave some trial classes.&nbsp; Pictures to come...&nbsp;&nbsp; And a student filmed me performing some tai chi a week or two ago and I'll try to pop that one on here as well.

&nbsp;]]></description>
      <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>One day, while a woodcutter was cutting a branch of a tree above a river, his axe fell into the river.</p>
<p>When he cried out the Lord appeared and asked, &quot;Why are you crying?&quot;</p>
<p>The woodcutter replied that his axe has fallen into water, and he needed the axe to make his living.</p>
<p>The Lord went down into the water and reappeared with a golden axe.</p>
<p>&quot;Is this your axe?&quot; the Lord asked.</p>
<p>The woodcutter replied, &quot;No.&quot;</p>
<p>The Lord again went down and came up with a silver axe. &quot;Is this your axe?&quot; the Lord asked.</p>
<p>Again, the woodcutter replied, &quot;No.&quot;</p>
<p>The Lord went down again and came up with an iron axe. &quot;Is this your axe?&quot; the Lord asked.</p>
<p>The woodcutter replied, &quot;Yes.&quot;</p>
<p>The Lord was pleased with the man's honesty and gave him all three axes to keep, and the woodcutter went home happy.</p>
<p>Some time later the woodcutter was walking with his wife along the riverbank, and his wife fell into the river. When he cried out, the Lord again appeared.</p>
<p>The Lord asked him, &quot;Why are you crying?&quot;</p>
<p>&quot;Oh Lord, my wife has fallen into the water!&quot;</p>
<p>The Lord went down into the water and came up with Jennifer Lopez. &quot;Is this your wife?&quot; the Lord asked.</p>
<p>&quot;Yes,&quot; cried the woodcutter.</p>
<p>The Lord was furious. &quot;You lied! That is an untruth!&quot;</p>
<p>The woodcutter replied, &quot;Oh, forgive me, my Lord. It is a misunderstanding. You see, if I had said 'no to Jennifer Lopez,&nbsp;you would have come up with Catherine Zeta-Jones.</p>
<p>Then if I also said 'no' to her, you would have come up with my wife.&nbsp; Had I then said 'yes,' you would have given all three to me.</p>
<p>Lord, I am a poor man, and I am not able to take care of all three wives, so THAT'S why I said 'yes'to Jennifer Lopez.&quot;</p>
<p>The moral of this story is: whenever a man lies, it is for a good and honorable reason, and for the benefit of others.<br />
&nbsp;</p>
<hr />
<p>Integrity....&nbsp; believing, thinking, and acting in a cohesive manner...<br />
<br />
I believe the choices I make today will affect what I will have, what I will be, and what I will do in the tomorrows of my life. I am full of possibilities and potential.<br />
<br />
<br />
<hr />
I'm having a&nbsp;moral dilemma.&nbsp; I have a female friend that I hang out with on&nbsp;Thursday night.&nbsp; She's married and her husband plays in this band at a bar every Thursday.&nbsp; She goes to the bar and is bored, so I go down and keep her company by playing pool with her for a few hours.&nbsp; I'd probably be out playing pool anyways, so at least this way I get to be around a friend.<br />
<br />
So, last Thursday, my soon-to-be ex called and basically told me that she wasn't going to let me break up this woman's marriage.&nbsp; Like WTF??!&nbsp; This is a very public place and her husband is in the same room.&nbsp; And with the music playing we barely even get a chance to talk.&nbsp; Anyway, then my friend calls me at 1:30am and is at home crying.&nbsp; She got into an argument with her husband and just left him at the bar.&nbsp; I know they've been having problems, but most married people do.&nbsp; I mean, you learn to get past them at some point.&nbsp; The argument wasn't directly over me...<br />
<br />
So... I guess I'm not sure if what I'm doing is right.&nbsp; I mean, I would totally lip lock with this girl.&nbsp; She is really hot.&nbsp; I first met her when we were in 5th grade and dated for several months while I was in college.&nbsp; I can't say I'm the perfect angel, but I haven't suggested anything to her and have basically tried to be her friend.&nbsp; If I'm making her marriage worse, I guess I should do the &quot;right&quot; thing and stay away from her, no matter what she thinks.&nbsp; It's for the best, right?&nbsp; But... this could also be just a stupid disagreement that'll blow over, and I don't want to just blow off a friend.<br />
<br />
I had an awesome open-house at the school yesterday.&nbsp; The place was packed with bodies, mostly other school owners from the area and students, but we did sign up several new students and gave some trial classes.&nbsp; Pictures to come...&nbsp;&nbsp; And a student filmed me performing some tai chi a week or two ago and I'll try to pop that one on here as well.<br />
&nbsp;</p>]]></content:encoded>
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      <pubDate>Sun, 24 Aug 2008 20:39:01 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Oh yeah...</title>
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      <itunes:summary>Oh yeah, I *will* do this one day... lol&lt;br /&gt;
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      <description><![CDATA[Oh yeah, I *will* do this one day... lol



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      <content:encoded><![CDATA[Oh yeah, I *will* do this one day... lol<br />
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      <title>I am... hippo... hear me roar!</title>
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      <itunes:summary>&lt;p&gt;Sometimes you just gotta sit back, take a deep breath, look around you and..... smile.&amp;nbsp; Life, overall,&amp;nbsp;is wonderful.&amp;nbsp; It is one hell of a nice day out there, the sun's shining, the temps are nice, I've got the rest of the night to do with as I please.&amp;nbsp; Ahhhhhh.....&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Rule 20. Every day, find your center, become centered, then make yourself the center.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This is a cool one.&amp;nbsp; Think about it as if you're walking down the street.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Instead of you moving forward around the earth, the earth is actually moving under you.&amp;nbsp; Your feet are pushing the earth back.&amp;nbsp; You're the center and everything around you is happening because of you.&amp;nbsp; You're not some victim, some unknown.&amp;nbsp; You are the center!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The school's almost up and running.&amp;nbsp; Tomorrow is painting day, then next week is put everything in the place and make it perdy... Saturday is our Grand Opening.&lt;br /&gt;
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A girl asks her boyfriend to come over Friday night and have dinner with her parents. Since this is such a big event, the girl tells him that after dinner, she would like to have sex with him for the first time.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The boy is ecstatic, but he has never had sex before, so he takes a trip to the pharmacy to get some condoms. The pharmacist helps the boy for about half an hour. He tells the boy everything there is to know about condoms and sex. At the register, the pharmacist asks the boy how many condoms he'd like to buy a 3-pack, 10-pack or family pack. The boy insists on the family pack because he thinks he will be rather busy, it being his first time and all.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;That night, the boy shows up at the girls parents house and meets his girlfriend at the door. &amp;quot;Oh, I'm so excited for you to meet my parents! Come on in!&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The boy goes inside and is taken to the dinner table where the girl's parents are seated. The boy quickly offers to say grace and bows his head. A minute passes, and the boy is still deep in prayer, with his head down 10 minutes pass, and still no movement from the boy. Finally, after 20 minutes with his head down, the girlfriend leans over and whispers to the boyfriend, &amp;quot;I had no idea you were this religious.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The boy turns, and whispers back, &amp;quot;I had no idea your father was a pharmacist!&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;</itunes:summary>
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      <description><![CDATA[Sometimes you just gotta sit back, take a deep breath, look around you and..... smile.&nbsp; Life, overall,&nbsp;is wonderful.&nbsp; It is one hell of a nice day out there, the sun's shining, the temps are nice, I've got the rest of the night to do with as I please.&nbsp; Ahhhhhh.....&nbsp; 



Rule 20. Every day, find your center, become centered, then make yourself the center.&nbsp; 



This is a cool one.&nbsp; Think about it as if you're walking down the street.&nbsp;&nbsp;Instead of you moving forward around the earth, the earth is actually moving under you.&nbsp; Your feet are pushing the earth back.&nbsp; You're the center and everything around you is happening because of you.&nbsp; You're not some victim, some unknown.&nbsp; You are the center!



The school's almost up and running.&nbsp; Tomorrow is painting day, then next week is put everything in the place and make it perdy... Saturday is our Grand Opening.






&nbsp;






A girl asks her boyfriend to come over Friday night and have dinner with her parents. Since this is such a big event, the girl tells him that after dinner, she would like to have sex with him for the first time.
The boy is ecstatic, but he has never had sex before, so he takes a trip to the pharmacy to get some condoms. The pharmacist helps the boy for about half an hour. He tells the boy everything there is to know about condoms and sex. At the register, the pharmacist asks the boy how many condoms he'd like to buy a 3-pack, 10-pack or family pack. The boy insists on the family pack because he thinks he will be rather busy, it being his first time and all.
That night, the boy shows up at the girls parents house and meets his girlfriend at the door. &quot;Oh, I'm so excited for you to meet my parents! Come on in!&quot;
The boy goes inside and is taken to the dinner table where the girl's parents are seated. The boy quickly offers to say grace and bows his head. A minute passes, and the boy is still deep in prayer, with his head down 10 minutes pass, and still no movement from the boy. Finally, after 20 minutes with his head down, the girlfriend leans over and whispers to the boyfriend, &quot;I had no idea you were this religious.&quot;
The boy turns, and whispers back, &quot;I had no idea your father was a pharmacist!&quot;]]></description>
      <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Sometimes you just gotta sit back, take a deep breath, look around you and..... smile.&nbsp; Life, overall,&nbsp;is wonderful.&nbsp; It is one hell of a nice day out there, the sun's shining, the temps are nice, I've got the rest of the night to do with as I please.&nbsp; Ahhhhhh.....&nbsp; <br />
<br />
Rule 20. Every day, find your center, become centered, then make yourself the center.&nbsp; <br />
<br />
This is a cool one.&nbsp; Think about it as if you're walking down the street.&nbsp;&nbsp;Instead of you moving forward around the earth, the earth is actually moving under you.&nbsp; Your feet are pushing the earth back.&nbsp; You're the center and everything around you is happening because of you.&nbsp; You're not some victim, some unknown.&nbsp; You are the center!<br />
<br />
The school's almost up and running.&nbsp; Tomorrow is painting day, then next week is put everything in the place and make it perdy... Saturday is our Grand Opening.<br />
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A girl asks her boyfriend to come over Friday night and have dinner with her parents. Since this is such a big event, the girl tells him that after dinner, she would like to have sex with him for the first time.</p>
<p>The boy is ecstatic, but he has never had sex before, so he takes a trip to the pharmacy to get some condoms. The pharmacist helps the boy for about half an hour. He tells the boy everything there is to know about condoms and sex. At the register, the pharmacist asks the boy how many condoms he'd like to buy a 3-pack, 10-pack or family pack. The boy insists on the family pack because he thinks he will be rather busy, it being his first time and all.</p>
<p>That night, the boy shows up at the girls parents house and meets his girlfriend at the door. &quot;Oh, I'm so excited for you to meet my parents! Come on in!&quot;</p>
<p>The boy goes inside and is taken to the dinner table where the girl's parents are seated. The boy quickly offers to say grace and bows his head. A minute passes, and the boy is still deep in prayer, with his head down 10 minutes pass, and still no movement from the boy. Finally, after 20 minutes with his head down, the girlfriend leans over and whispers to the boyfriend, &quot;I had no idea you were this religious.&quot;</p>
<p>The boy turns, and whispers back, &quot;I had no idea your father was a pharmacist!&quot;</p>]]></content:encoded>
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      <pubDate>Sat, 16 Aug 2008 21:37:20 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>A stiff drink</title>
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      <itunes:summary>&lt;p&gt;Funny how you can be down one day and the next you're practically 180 degrees... lol&amp;nbsp; It's interesting that the woman that basically wouldn't talk to me&amp;nbsp;when she was dating someone has now taken to want to talk all the time.... well, email at least.&amp;nbsp; I dunno, I'm trying not to even care... just go with the flow.&amp;nbsp; I can't be bothered with drama...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It's been a good week so far at the school, with a lot of people coming in and calling about classes.&amp;nbsp; Amazing what a little 'ole sign can do.&amp;nbsp; I survived my first long week of 65 hours and am well on my way into the second.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully I'm smarter at it this time around.&amp;nbsp; I just have to make time for *me*... but I think I have.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Had an awesome flirt session last night.&amp;nbsp; This girl is just fun to play with.&amp;nbsp; I don't even think about more than that, but it sure made the night go by quickly and very enjoyably.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
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In Pharmacology, all drugs have two names, a trade name and generic name. For example, the trade name of Tylenol also has a generic name of Acetaminophen. Aleve is also called Naproxen. Amoxil is also called Amoxicillin and Advil is also called Ibuprofen.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The FDA has been looking for a generic name for Viagra. After careful consideration by a team of government experts, it recently announced that it has settled on the generic name of Mycoxafloppin. Also considered were Mycoxafailin, Mydixadrupin, Mydixarizin, Dixafix, and of course, Ibepokin.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Pfizer Corp. announced today that Viagra will soon be available in liquid form, and will be marketed by Pepsi Cola as a power beverage suitable for use as a mixer. It will now be possible for a man to literally pour himself a stiff one. Obviously we can no longer call this a soft drink, and it gives new meaning to the names of &amp;quot;cocktails&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;highballs&amp;quot; and just a good old-fashioned &amp;quot;stiff drink&amp;quot;. Pepsi will market the new concoction by the name of: MOUNT &amp;amp; DO.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Thought for the day: There is more money being spent on breast implants and Viagra today than on Alzheimer's research. This means that by 2040, there should be a large elderly population with perky boobs and huge erections and absolutely no recollection of what to do with them. &lt;br /&gt;
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      <description><![CDATA[Funny how you can be down one day and the next you're practically 180 degrees... lol&nbsp; It's interesting that the woman that basically wouldn't talk to me&nbsp;when she was dating someone has now taken to want to talk all the time.... well, email at least.&nbsp; I dunno, I'm trying not to even care... just go with the flow.&nbsp; I can't be bothered with drama...



It's been a good week so far at the school, with a lot of people coming in and calling about classes.&nbsp; Amazing what a little 'ole sign can do.&nbsp; I survived my first long week of 65 hours and am well on my way into the second.&nbsp; Hopefully I'm smarter at it this time around.&nbsp; I just have to make time for *me*... but I think I have.



Had an awesome flirt session last night.&nbsp; This girl is just fun to play with.&nbsp; I don't even think about more than that, but it sure made the night go by quickly and very enjoyably.






In Pharmacology, all drugs have two names, a trade name and generic name. For example, the trade name of Tylenol also has a generic name of Acetaminophen. Aleve is also called Naproxen. Amoxil is also called Amoxicillin and Advil is also called Ibuprofen.
The FDA has been looking for a generic name for Viagra. After careful consideration by a team of government experts, it recently announced that it has settled on the generic name of Mycoxafloppin. Also considered were Mycoxafailin, Mydixadrupin, Mydixarizin, Dixafix, and of course, Ibepokin.
Pfizer Corp. announced today that Viagra will soon be available in liquid form, and will be marketed by Pepsi Cola as a power beverage suitable for use as a mixer. It will now be possible for a man to literally pour himself a stiff one. Obviously we can no longer call this a soft drink, and it gives new meaning to the names of &quot;cocktails&quot;, &quot;highballs&quot; and just a good old-fashioned &quot;stiff drink&quot;. Pepsi will market the new concoction by the name of: MOUNT &amp; DO.
Thought for the day: There is more money being spent on breast implants and Viagra today than on Alzheimer's research. This means that by 2040, there should be a large elderly population with perky boobs and huge erections and absolutely no recollection of what to do with them. 

&nbsp;]]></description>
      <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Funny how you can be down one day and the next you're practically 180 degrees... lol&nbsp; It's interesting that the woman that basically wouldn't talk to me&nbsp;when she was dating someone has now taken to want to talk all the time.... well, email at least.&nbsp; I dunno, I'm trying not to even care... just go with the flow.&nbsp; I can't be bothered with drama...<br />
<br />
It's been a good week so far at the school, with a lot of people coming in and calling about classes.&nbsp; Amazing what a little 'ole sign can do.&nbsp; I survived my first long week of 65 hours and am well on my way into the second.&nbsp; Hopefully I'm smarter at it this time around.&nbsp; I just have to make time for *me*... but I think I have.<br />
<br />
Had an awesome flirt session last night.&nbsp; This girl is just fun to play with.&nbsp; I don't even think about more than that, but it sure made the night go by quickly and very enjoyably.<br />
<br />
<hr />
<br />
In Pharmacology, all drugs have two names, a trade name and generic name. For example, the trade name of Tylenol also has a generic name of Acetaminophen. Aleve is also called Naproxen. Amoxil is also called Amoxicillin and Advil is also called Ibuprofen.</p>
<p>The FDA has been looking for a generic name for Viagra. After careful consideration by a team of government experts, it recently announced that it has settled on the generic name of Mycoxafloppin. Also considered were Mycoxafailin, Mydixadrupin, Mydixarizin, Dixafix, and of course, Ibepokin.</p>
<p>Pfizer Corp. announced today that Viagra will soon be available in liquid form, and will be marketed by Pepsi Cola as a power beverage suitable for use as a mixer. It will now be possible for a man to literally pour himself a stiff one. Obviously we can no longer call this a soft drink, and it gives new meaning to the names of &quot;cocktails&quot;, &quot;highballs&quot; and just a good old-fashioned &quot;stiff drink&quot;. Pepsi will market the new concoction by the name of: MOUNT &amp; DO.</p>
<p>Thought for the day: There is more money being spent on breast implants and Viagra today than on Alzheimer's research. This means that by 2040, there should be a large elderly population with perky boobs and huge erections and absolutely no recollection of what to do with them. <br />
&nbsp;</p>]]></content:encoded>
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      <pubDate>Thu, 14 Aug 2008 03:22:19 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>If I only had a brain</title>
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      <itunes:summary>&lt;p&gt;Jeez... when did I become some kind of girlfriend...&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; bleh&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A very stupid position to be in.&amp;nbsp; I wish I had a brain.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
In other news, my nephew got married this weekend.&amp;nbsp; It was totally a geek wedding... lol..&amp;nbsp; All the groomsmen wore light blue Converse hightops, and the groom wore pink ones.&amp;nbsp; Luckily the ladies were dressed normal and cute... lol&amp;nbsp; And then the first word out of the officiator's mouth was the line from The Princess Bride.... &amp;quot;Wuv...&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The reception was good, too, but I was pretty tired by that point, after teaching 4 classes that morning.&amp;nbsp; So we only stayed a few hours.&amp;nbsp; I totally should have introduced myself and approached people.&amp;nbsp; I wish I had a brain.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Other than that, the school's doing good... with classes every night.&amp;nbsp; A couple new students signed up, which is pretty nice.&amp;nbsp; And my day job's letting me work about 5 hours over overtime every week... woo hoo.&amp;nbsp; Right now, I'm just a workaholic though.&amp;nbsp; At least that part of my life is handled.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;I would not be just a nuffin' &lt;br /&gt;
My head all full of stuffin' &lt;br /&gt;
My heart all full of pain &lt;br /&gt;
I would dance and be merry &lt;br /&gt;
Life would be a ding-a-derry &lt;br /&gt;
If I only had a brain&lt;br /&gt;
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John invited his mother over for dinner. During the meal his mother couldn't help noticing how beautiful John's roommate was. She had long been suspicious of a relationship between John and his roommate and this only made her more curious. Over the course of the evening, while watching the two interact, she started to wonder if there was more between John and the roommate than met the eye.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Reading his mom's thoughts, John volunteered, &amp;quot;I know what you must be thinking, but I assure you, Julie and I are just roommates.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;About a week later, Julie came to John and said, &amp;quot;Ever since your mother came to dinner, I've been unable to find the beautiful gravy ladle. You don't suppose she took it, do you?&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;John said, &amp;quot;Well, I doubt it, but I'll write her a letter just to be sure.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So, he sat down and wrote, &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Dear Mother, &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I'm not saying you 'did' take a gravy ladle from my house, and I'm not saying you 'did not' take a gravy ladle. But, the fact remains that one has been missing ever since you were here for dinner.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Several days later, John received a letter from his mother which read: &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Dear Son, &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I'm not saying that you 'do' sleep with Julie, and I'm not saying that you 'do not' sleep with Julie. But, the fact remains that if she was sleeping in her own bed, she would have found the gravy ladle by now.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Love, Mom. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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      <description><![CDATA[Jeez... when did I become some kind of girlfriend...&nbsp;&nbsp; bleh&nbsp;&nbsp; A very stupid position to be in.&nbsp; I wish I had a brain.



In other news, my nephew got married this weekend.&nbsp; It was totally a geek wedding... lol..&nbsp; All the groomsmen wore light blue Converse hightops, and the groom wore pink ones.&nbsp; Luckily the ladies were dressed normal and cute... lol&nbsp; And then the first word out of the officiator's mouth was the line from The Princess Bride.... &quot;Wuv...&quot;&nbsp;



The reception was good, too, but I was pretty tired by that point, after teaching 4 classes that morning.&nbsp; So we only stayed a few hours.&nbsp; I totally should have introduced myself and approached people.&nbsp; I wish I had a brain.



Other than that, the school's doing good... with classes every night.&nbsp; A couple new students signed up, which is pretty nice.&nbsp; And my day job's letting me work about 5 hours over overtime every week... woo hoo.&nbsp; Right now, I'm just a workaholic though.&nbsp; At least that part of my life is handled.






I would not be just a nuffin' 

My head all full of stuffin' 

My heart all full of pain 

I would dance and be merry 

Life would be a ding-a-derry 

If I only had a brain











John invited his mother over for dinner. During the meal his mother couldn't help noticing how beautiful John's roommate was. She had long been suspicious of a relationship between John and his roommate and this only made her more curious. Over the course of the evening, while watching the two interact, she started to wonder if there was more between John and the roommate than met the eye.
Reading his mom's thoughts, John volunteered, &quot;I know what you must be thinking, but I assure you, Julie and I are just roommates.&quot;
About a week later, Julie came to John and said, &quot;Ever since your mother came to dinner, I've been unable to find the beautiful gravy ladle. You don't suppose she took it, do you?&quot;
John said, &quot;Well, I doubt it, but I'll write her a letter just to be sure.&quot;
So, he sat down and wrote, 



&nbsp;&quot;Dear Mother, 



&nbsp;&nbsp;I'm not saying you 'did' take a gravy ladle from my house, and I'm not saying you 'did not' take a gravy ladle. But, the fact remains that one has been missing ever since you were here for dinner.&quot;
Several days later, John received a letter from his mother which read: 



&nbsp;&quot;Dear Son, 



&nbsp;&nbsp;I'm not saying that you 'do' sleep with Julie, and I'm not saying that you 'do not' sleep with Julie. But, the fact remains that if she was sleeping in her own bed, she would have found the gravy ladle by now.
Love, Mom. 



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      <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Jeez... when did I become some kind of girlfriend...&nbsp;&nbsp; bleh&nbsp;&nbsp; A very stupid position to be in.&nbsp; I wish I had a brain.<br />
<br />
In other news, my nephew got married this weekend.&nbsp; It was totally a geek wedding... lol..&nbsp; All the groomsmen wore light blue Converse hightops, and the groom wore pink ones.&nbsp; Luckily the ladies were dressed normal and cute... lol&nbsp; And then the first word out of the officiator's mouth was the line from The Princess Bride.... &quot;Wuv...&quot;&nbsp;<br />
<br />
The reception was good, too, but I was pretty tired by that point, after teaching 4 classes that morning.&nbsp; So we only stayed a few hours.&nbsp; I totally should have introduced myself and approached people.&nbsp; I wish I had a brain.<br />
<br />
Other than that, the school's doing good... with classes every night.&nbsp; A couple new students signed up, which is pretty nice.&nbsp; And my day job's letting me work about 5 hours over overtime every week... woo hoo.&nbsp; Right now, I'm just a workaholic though.&nbsp; At least that part of my life is handled.<br />
<br />
<hr />
<br />
<i>I would not be just a nuffin' <br />
My head all full of stuffin' <br />
My heart all full of pain <br />
I would dance and be merry <br />
Life would be a ding-a-derry <br />
If I only had a brain<br />
</i><br />
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John invited his mother over for dinner. During the meal his mother couldn't help noticing how beautiful John's roommate was. She had long been suspicious of a relationship between John and his roommate and this only made her more curious. Over the course of the evening, while watching the two interact, she started to wonder if there was more between John and the roommate than met the eye.</p>
<p>Reading his mom's thoughts, John volunteered, &quot;I know what you must be thinking, but I assure you, Julie and I are just roommates.&quot;</p>
<p>About a week later, Julie came to John and said, &quot;Ever since your mother came to dinner, I've been unable to find the beautiful gravy ladle. You don't suppose she took it, do you?&quot;</p>
<p>John said, &quot;Well, I doubt it, but I'll write her a letter just to be sure.&quot;</p>
<p>So, he sat down and wrote, <br />
<br />
&nbsp;&quot;Dear Mother, <br />
<br />
&nbsp;&nbsp;I'm not saying you 'did' take a gravy ladle from my house, and I'm not saying you 'did not' take a gravy ladle. But, the fact remains that one has been missing ever since you were here for dinner.&quot;</p>
<p>Several days later, John received a letter from his mother which read: <br />
<br />
&nbsp;&quot;Dear Son, <br />
<br />
&nbsp;&nbsp;I'm not saying that you 'do' sleep with Julie, and I'm not saying that you 'do not' sleep with Julie. But, the fact remains that if she was sleeping in her own bed, she would have found the gravy ladle by now.</p>
<p>Love, Mom. <br />
<br />
&nbsp;</p>]]></content:encoded>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 11 Aug 2008 01:08:36 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Call me Al</title>
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      <itunes:summary>&lt;p&gt;I started teaching out of the new location on Friday.&amp;nbsp; As much as I could at least.&amp;nbsp; I popped in Thursday after classes to see how the place was progressing and found out there are no lights up, no water for the sink or toilet, and the floor is just bare concrete.&amp;nbsp; I can deal with the concrete, but to not have a bathroom and lights makes things *really* difficult.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Luckily I only had 1 class on Friday, kung fu, and we were able to go out in the grass outside.&amp;nbsp; It wasn't too bad.&amp;nbsp; Saturday morning was also difficult with the kickboxing and tai chi, but the weather held just fine and we were able to be outside again.&amp;nbsp; And luckily on Saturday we got signage up and the water running.&amp;nbsp; We'll see where tomorrow leads when I get into a full class load again.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I gotta admit, even though it's about 20 hours of work above my day job, I love teaching.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Oh, I guess there *was* one problem with the class on Friday night.&amp;nbsp; I heard about it on Saturday, but one of the students that showed up lost his wedding ring in the grass... he was just married about 6 weeks ago.&amp;nbsp; I think he ended up finding it, but I'm sure that was scary.&amp;nbsp; After about the first month, I stopped wearing my ring in class...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mummy was AWESOME!&amp;nbsp; Just what I needed!&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The only reason I would take up exercising is so that I could hear heavy breathing again.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It is well documented that for every minute that you exercise, you add one minute to your life. This enables you at 85 years old to spend an additional 5 months in a nursing home at 50,000 per month.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I joined a health club last year, spent about 40,000 bucks. Haven't lost a pound. Apparently you have to show up.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I have to exercise early in the morning before my brain figures out what I'm doing.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I like long walks, especially when they are taken by people who annoy me.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I have flabby thighs, but fortunately my stomach covers them.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The advantage of exercising every day is that you die healthier.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;If you are going to try cross-country running, start with a small country.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A man walks down the street,&lt;br /&gt;
He says, Why am I soft in the middle now?&lt;br /&gt;
Why am I soft in the middle?&lt;br /&gt;
The rest of my life is so hard!&lt;br /&gt;
I need a photo-opportunity,&lt;br /&gt;
I want a shot at redemption!&lt;br /&gt;
Don't want to end up a cartoon,&lt;br /&gt;
In a cartoon graveyard .....&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Bonedigger, Bonedigger,&lt;br /&gt;
Dogs in the moonlight.&lt;br /&gt;
Far away, my well-lit door.&lt;br /&gt;
Mr. Beerbelly, Beerbelly,&lt;br /&gt;
Get these mutts away from me!&lt;br /&gt;
You know, I don't find this stuff amusing anymore ....&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
If you'll be my bodyguard,&lt;br /&gt;
I can be your long lost pal!&lt;br /&gt;
I can call you Betty,&lt;br /&gt;
And Betty, when you call me,&lt;br /&gt;
You can call me Al!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
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      <description><![CDATA[I started teaching out of the new location on Friday.&nbsp; As much as I could at least.&nbsp; I popped in Thursday after classes to see how the place was progressing and found out there are no lights up, no water for the sink or toilet, and the floor is just bare concrete.&nbsp; I can deal with the concrete, but to not have a bathroom and lights makes things *really* difficult.



Luckily I only had 1 class on Friday, kung fu, and we were able to go out in the grass outside.&nbsp; It wasn't too bad.&nbsp; Saturday morning was also difficult with the kickboxing and tai chi, but the weather held just fine and we were able to be outside again.&nbsp; And luckily on Saturday we got signage up and the water running.&nbsp; We'll see where tomorrow leads when I get into a full class load again.



I gotta admit, even though it's about 20 hours of work above my day job, I love teaching.&nbsp; 



Oh, I guess there *was* one problem with the class on Friday night.&nbsp; I heard about it on Saturday, but one of the students that showed up lost his wedding ring in the grass... he was just married about 6 weeks ago.&nbsp; I think he ended up finding it, but I'm sure that was scary.&nbsp; After about the first month, I stopped wearing my ring in class...



Mummy was AWESOME!&nbsp; Just what I needed!

&nbsp;

The only reason I would take up exercising is so that I could hear heavy breathing again.
It is well documented that for every minute that you exercise, you add one minute to your life. This enables you at 85 years old to spend an additional 5 months in a nursing home at 50,000 per month.
I joined a health club last year, spent about 40,000 bucks. Haven't lost a pound. Apparently you have to show up.
I have to exercise early in the morning before my brain figures out what I'm doing.
I like long walks, especially when they are taken by people who annoy me.
I have flabby thighs, but fortunately my stomach covers them.
The advantage of exercising every day is that you die healthier.
If you are going to try cross-country running, start with a small country.

&nbsp;

A man walks down the street,

He says, Why am I soft in the middle now?

Why am I soft in the middle?

The rest of my life is so hard!

I need a photo-opportunity,

I want a shot at redemption!

Don't want to end up a cartoon,

In a cartoon graveyard .....



Bonedigger, Bonedigger,

Dogs in the moonlight.

Far away, my well-lit door.

Mr. Beerbelly, Beerbelly,

Get these mutts away from me!

You know, I don't find this stuff amusing anymore ....



If you'll be my bodyguard,

I can be your long lost pal!

I can call you Betty,

And Betty, when you call me,

You can call me Al!







&nbsp;
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      <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I started teaching out of the new location on Friday.&nbsp; As much as I could at least.&nbsp; I popped in Thursday after classes to see how the place was progressing and found out there are no lights up, no water for the sink or toilet, and the floor is just bare concrete.&nbsp; I can deal with the concrete, but to not have a bathroom and lights makes things *really* difficult.<br />
<br />
Luckily I only had 1 class on Friday, kung fu, and we were able to go out in the grass outside.&nbsp; It wasn't too bad.&nbsp; Saturday morning was also difficult with the kickboxing and tai chi, but the weather held just fine and we were able to be outside again.&nbsp; And luckily on Saturday we got signage up and the water running.&nbsp; We'll see where tomorrow leads when I get into a full class load again.<br />
<br />
I gotta admit, even though it's about 20 hours of work above my day job, I love teaching.&nbsp; <br />
<br />
Oh, I guess there *was* one problem with the class on Friday night.&nbsp; I heard about it on Saturday, but one of the students that showed up lost his wedding ring in the grass... he was just married about 6 weeks ago.&nbsp; I think he ended up finding it, but I'm sure that was scary.&nbsp; After about the first month, I stopped wearing my ring in class...<br />
<br />
Mummy was AWESOME!&nbsp; Just what I needed!<br />
&nbsp;</p>
<hr />
<p>The only reason I would take up exercising is so that I could hear heavy breathing again.</p>
<p>It is well documented that for every minute that you exercise, you add one minute to your life. This enables you at 85 years old to spend an additional 5 months in a nursing home at 50,000 per month.</p>
<p>I joined a health club last year, spent about 40,000 bucks. Haven't lost a pound. Apparently you have to show up.</p>
<p>I have to exercise early in the morning before my brain figures out what I'm doing.</p>
<p>I like long walks, especially when they are taken by people who annoy me.</p>
<p>I have flabby thighs, but fortunately my stomach covers them.</p>
<p>The advantage of exercising every day is that you die healthier.</p>
<p>If you are going to try cross-country running, start with a small country.<br />
&nbsp;</p>
<hr />
<p><strong>A man walks down the street,<br />
He says, Why am I soft in the middle now?<br />
Why am I soft in the middle?<br />
The rest of my life is so hard!<br />
I need a photo-opportunity,<br />
I want a shot at redemption!<br />
Don't want to end up a cartoon,<br />
In a cartoon graveyard .....<br />
<br />
Bonedigger, Bonedigger,<br />
Dogs in the moonlight.<br />
Far away, my well-lit door.<br />
Mr. Beerbelly, Beerbelly,<br />
Get these mutts away from me!<br />
You know, I don't find this stuff amusing anymore ....<br />
<br />
If you'll be my bodyguard,<br />
I can be your long lost pal!<br />
I can call you Betty,<br />
And Betty, when you call me,<br />
You can call me Al!<br />
<br />
</strong><br />
<br />
&nbsp;</p>
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      <pubDate>Sun, 03 Aug 2008 17:58:34 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Too, too precious...</title>
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      <itunes:summary>&lt;span class="story-title"&gt;I saw this in the news today.... just HAD to share... lol&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="story-title"&gt;German police officers are mistaken for strippers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="post-date"&gt;Published on Monday Jul 28, 2008 &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="storytext"&gt;
&lt;div&gt;No one had ordered strippers for the 30th birthday party _ but the two policemen who arrived after midnight to quiet the raucous celebration found themselves greeted by a round of applause.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Female partygoers in western Germany mistook the real-life officers for fake ones who entertain parties by peeling off enticing man-in-uniform outfits.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Police spokesman Bernd Hoffmann said Monday the case of mistaken identity took place in Simmern, west of Frankfurt, after neighbors called to complain about the noise.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The two officers arrived about 12:45 a.m. Sunday. The partygoers had not ordered strippers, but thought someone had sent them as a birthday surprise.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;It took them a while to realize they were real police officers,&amp;quot; Hoffmann said. &amp;quot;It was a bit funny for all sides.&amp;quot;&lt;/div&gt;
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      <description><![CDATA[I saw this in the news today.... just HAD to share... lol





German police officers are mistaken for strippers 
Published on Monday Jul 28, 2008 



No one had ordered strippers for the 30th birthday party _ but the two policemen who arrived after midnight to quiet the raucous celebration found themselves greeted by a round of applause.

&nbsp;
Female partygoers in western Germany mistook the real-life officers for fake ones who entertain parties by peeling off enticing man-in-uniform outfits.


Police spokesman Bernd Hoffmann said Monday the case of mistaken identity took place in Simmern, west of Frankfurt, after neighbors called to complain about the noise.


The two officers arrived about 12:45 a.m. Sunday. The partygoers had not ordered strippers, but thought someone had sent them as a birthday surprise.


&quot;It took them a while to realize they were real police officers,&quot; Hoffmann said. &quot;It was a bit funny for all sides.&quot;
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      <content:encoded><![CDATA[<span class="story-title">I saw this in the news today.... just HAD to share... lol<br />
<br />
<br />
</span><b><span class="story-title">German police officers are mistaken for strippers </span></b>
<div><span class="post-date">Published on Monday Jul 28, 2008 <br />
</span></div>
<div class="storytext">
<div>No one had ordered strippers for the 30th birthday party _ but the two policemen who arrived after midnight to quiet the raucous celebration found themselves greeted by a round of applause.<br />
&nbsp;</div>
<div>Female partygoers in western Germany mistook the real-life officers for fake ones who entertain parties by peeling off enticing man-in-uniform outfits.</div>
<div><br />
Police spokesman Bernd Hoffmann said Monday the case of mistaken identity took place in Simmern, west of Frankfurt, after neighbors called to complain about the noise.</div>
<div><br />
The two officers arrived about 12:45 a.m. Sunday. The partygoers had not ordered strippers, but thought someone had sent them as a birthday surprise.</div>
<div><br />
&quot;It took them a while to realize they were real police officers,&quot; Hoffmann said. &quot;It was a bit funny for all sides.&quot;</div>
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      <title>Akron's Famous</title>
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      <itunes:summary>Today wraps up one of the things Akron Ohio is most famous for.... the All-American Soap Box Derby.&amp;nbsp; Not that I saw any of it... lol...&amp;nbsp; I've never been to the race even though it's held about 5 miles from me.&amp;nbsp; Sad but true.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;img height="100" width="100" alt="" src="http://i.deviantnation.com/m/137462/" /&gt;&lt;img height="209" width="291" alt="" src="http://i.deviantnation.com/m/137463/" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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It does look like fun for the kids.&amp;nbsp; I thought about building a car when I was a kid, but never did anything about it.&amp;nbsp; This thing has been running every year since 1934... I remember it well...&amp;nbsp; It was warm that day...&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anyways, if you've ever played Trivial Pursuit, you'll know that Akron is also (or at least used to be) the Rubber Capital of the World... kid you not.&amp;nbsp; All the major tire factories were here...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Another little interesting factoid:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The University of Akron's (where I graduated)&amp;nbsp;athletic teams are known as the &amp;quot;Zips,&amp;quot; originally short for &amp;quot;Zippers,&amp;quot; overshoes that were nationally popular in the 1920s and 1930s, and the zipper-an invention from Akron (Judson). The university's mascot is &amp;quot;Zippy&amp;quot;, a kangaroo. Zippy is one of only a few female college mascots in the United States. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Oh happy day...&amp;nbsp; So... let me put this succinctly.&amp;nbsp; When you think of Akron, think of rubbers, zippers, female kangaroos (Fear the Roo), and racing down a steep hill in a soap-box car.</itunes:summary>
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      <description><![CDATA[Today wraps up one of the things Akron Ohio is most famous for.... the All-American Soap Box Derby.&nbsp; Not that I saw any of it... lol...&nbsp; I've never been to the race even though it's held about 5 miles from me.&nbsp; Sad but true.







It does look like fun for the kids.&nbsp; I thought about building a car when I was a kid, but never did anything about it.&nbsp; This thing has been running every year since 1934... I remember it well...&nbsp; It was warm that day...&nbsp; 



Anyways, if you've ever played Trivial Pursuit, you'll know that Akron is also (or at least used to be) the Rubber Capital of the World... kid you not.&nbsp; All the major tire factories were here...



Another little interesting factoid:



The University of Akron's (where I graduated)&nbsp;athletic teams are known as the &quot;Zips,&quot; originally short for &quot;Zippers,&quot; overshoes that were nationally popular in the 1920s and 1930s, and the zipper-an invention from Akron (Judson). The university's mascot is &quot;Zippy&quot;, a kangaroo. Zippy is one of only a few female college mascots in the United States. 



Oh happy day...&nbsp; So... let me put this succinctly.&nbsp; When you think of Akron, think of rubbers, zippers, female kangaroos (Fear the Roo), and racing down a steep hill in a soap-box car.]]></description>
      <content:encoded><![CDATA[Today wraps up one of the things Akron Ohio is most famous for.... the All-American Soap Box Derby.&nbsp; Not that I saw any of it... lol...&nbsp; I've never been to the race even though it's held about 5 miles from me.&nbsp; Sad but true.<br />
<br />
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<br />
It does look like fun for the kids.&nbsp; I thought about building a car when I was a kid, but never did anything about it.&nbsp; This thing has been running every year since 1934... I remember it well...&nbsp; It was warm that day...&nbsp; <br />
<br />
Anyways, if you've ever played Trivial Pursuit, you'll know that Akron is also (or at least used to be) the Rubber Capital of the World... kid you not.&nbsp; All the major tire factories were here...<br />
<br />
Another little interesting factoid:<br />
<br />
The University of Akron's (where I graduated)&nbsp;athletic teams are known as the &quot;Zips,&quot; originally short for &quot;Zippers,&quot; overshoes that were nationally popular in the 1920s and 1930s, and the zipper-an invention from Akron (Judson). The university's mascot is &quot;Zippy&quot;, a kangaroo. Zippy is one of only a few female college mascots in the United States. <br />
<br />
Oh happy day...&nbsp; So... let me put this succinctly.&nbsp; When you think of Akron, think of rubbers, zippers, female kangaroos (Fear the Roo), and racing down a steep hill in a soap-box car.]]></content:encoded>
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      <pubDate>Sat, 26 Jul 2008 15:33:59 GMT</pubDate>
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      <itunes:summary>Seemed like a long week for some reason.&amp;nbsp; Things went ok I guess... but I was looking forward to the weekend.&amp;nbsp; I was hoping to go to some sort of hot model show tonight, but ended up getting bogged down with other things.&amp;nbsp; I'll have to keep an eye out for more of those, though... lol&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
My hormones have certainly been raging this week.&amp;nbsp; I must be at the top of some awesome male cycle or something.&amp;nbsp; Life's going pretty good at the moment.&amp;nbsp; I even updated my profile info... tired of being same ole same old...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I bought some of &lt;a class="member" rel="tag" href="http://deviantnation.com/members/leila"&gt;Leila&lt;/a&gt;'s videos tonight to check 'em out....&amp;nbsp; oh my... I gotta say YAY!&amp;nbsp; She is definitely hawt.&amp;nbsp; My applause to you dearie!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And then there's the new pics from &lt;a class="member" rel="tag" href="http://deviantnation.com/members/hannya"&gt;Hannya&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;img alt="" src="http://i.deviantnation.com/images/emoticons/eyes-bugout.gif" /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Slap me and call me&amp;nbsp;Sally!&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Don't tell her I said so, though.&amp;nbsp; I'm trying to convince her she's ugly.&amp;nbsp; What can I say?&amp;nbsp; Devil...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tomorrow is gonna be classes, some shopping, a nice dinner, and I dunno what afterwards.&amp;nbsp; I talked to a friend who may join me, but who knows.&amp;nbsp; Would be nice to have a woman's opinion on some new clothes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Two more weeks and I start teaching classes out of the new facility!!&amp;nbsp; Woot!!&amp;nbsp; It's back to teaching 15 or so hours a week, but I'll love it.&amp;nbsp; I'll end up leaving at 6:30am and not getting home until 9:30pm most every night.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully I'll build up a good student base again.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
Why are you IN a movie, but you're ON TV? &lt;br /&gt;
Why do people pay to go up tall buildings and then put money in binoculars to look at things on the ground?&lt;br /&gt;
Why is &amp;quot;bra&amp;quot; singular and &amp;quot;panties&amp;quot; plural&lt;br /&gt;
Why do people point to their wrist when asking for the time, but don't point to their crotch when they ask where the bathroom is?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
The rope wraps around your legs, bending them deeply, binding your shins to your thighs as you writhe helplessly.&amp;nbsp; Your wrists soon follow, lashed to your ankles exposing your body to the pleasure that you know will follow.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Pleasure that you can't avoid.&amp;nbsp; Pleasure that you long for.&amp;nbsp; Fingers caress flesh as you shiver with need and desire.&amp;nbsp; You want to will them to move where *you* want them, but they don't comply.&amp;nbsp; Warm breath glides over your thighs and you close your eyes tightly... it's so close now... it's... so... close.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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      <description><![CDATA[Seemed like a long week for some reason.&nbsp; Things went ok I guess... but I was looking forward to the weekend.&nbsp; I was hoping to go to some sort of hot model show tonight, but ended up getting bogged down with other things.&nbsp; I'll have to keep an eye out for more of those, though... lol



My hormones have certainly been raging this week.&nbsp; I must be at the top of some awesome male cycle or something.&nbsp; Life's going pretty good at the moment.&nbsp; I even updated my profile info... tired of being same ole same old...



I bought some of Leila's videos tonight to check 'em out....&nbsp; oh my... I gotta say YAY!&nbsp; She is definitely hawt.&nbsp; My applause to you dearie!&nbsp;&nbsp; And then there's the new pics from Hannya.&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; Slap me and call me&nbsp;Sally!&nbsp; &nbsp;Don't tell her I said so, though.&nbsp; I'm trying to convince her she's ugly.&nbsp; What can I say?&nbsp; Devil...



Tomorrow is gonna be classes, some shopping, a nice dinner, and I dunno what afterwards.&nbsp; I talked to a friend who may join me, but who knows.&nbsp; Would be nice to have a woman's opinion on some new clothes.



Two more weeks and I start teaching classes out of the new facility!!&nbsp; Woot!!&nbsp; It's back to teaching 15 or so hours a week, but I'll love it.&nbsp; I'll end up leaving at 6:30am and not getting home until 9:30pm most every night.&nbsp; Hopefully I'll build up a good student base again.




Why are you IN a movie, but you're ON TV? 

Why do people pay to go up tall buildings and then put money in binoculars to look at things on the ground?

Why is &quot;bra&quot; singular and &quot;panties&quot; plural

Why do people point to their wrist when asking for the time, but don't point to their crotch when they ask where the bathroom is?




The rope wraps around your legs, bending them deeply, binding your shins to your thighs as you writhe helplessly.&nbsp; Your wrists soon follow, lashed to your ankles exposing your body to the pleasure that you know will follow.&nbsp; &nbsp;Pleasure that you can't avoid.&nbsp; Pleasure that you long for.&nbsp; Fingers caress flesh as you shiver with need and desire.&nbsp; You want to will them to move where *you* want them, but they don't comply.&nbsp; Warm breath glides over your thighs and you close your eyes tightly... it's so close now... it's... so... close.






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      <content:encoded><![CDATA[Seemed like a long week for some reason.&nbsp; Things went ok I guess... but I was looking forward to the weekend.&nbsp; I was hoping to go to some sort of hot model show tonight, but ended up getting bogged down with other things.&nbsp; I'll have to keep an eye out for more of those, though... lol<br />
<br />
My hormones have certainly been raging this week.&nbsp; I must be at the top of some awesome male cycle or something.&nbsp; Life's going pretty good at the moment.&nbsp; I even updated my profile info... tired of being same ole same old...<br />
<br />
I bought some of <a class="member" rel="tag" href="http://deviantnation.com/members/leila">Leila</a>'s videos tonight to check 'em out....&nbsp; oh my... I gotta say YAY!&nbsp; She is definitely hawt.&nbsp; My applause to you dearie!&nbsp;&nbsp; And then there's the new pics from <a class="member" rel="tag" href="http://deviantnation.com/members/hannya">Hannya</a>.&nbsp;&nbsp; <img alt="" src="http://i.deviantnation.com/images/emoticons/eyes-bugout.gif" />&nbsp; Slap me and call me&nbsp;Sally!&nbsp; &nbsp;Don't tell her I said so, though.&nbsp; I'm trying to convince her she's ugly.&nbsp; What can I say?&nbsp; Devil...<br />
<br />
Tomorrow is gonna be classes, some shopping, a nice dinner, and I dunno what afterwards.&nbsp; I talked to a friend who may join me, but who knows.&nbsp; Would be nice to have a woman's opinion on some new clothes.<br />
<br />
Two more weeks and I start teaching classes out of the new facility!!&nbsp; Woot!!&nbsp; It's back to teaching 15 or so hours a week, but I'll love it.&nbsp; I'll end up leaving at 6:30am and not getting home until 9:30pm most every night.&nbsp; Hopefully I'll build up a good student base again.<br />
<br />
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Why are you IN a movie, but you're ON TV? <br />
Why do people pay to go up tall buildings and then put money in binoculars to look at things on the ground?<br />
Why is &quot;bra&quot; singular and &quot;panties&quot; plural<br />
Why do people point to their wrist when asking for the time, but don't point to their crotch when they ask where the bathroom is?<br />
<br />
<hr />
The rope wraps around your legs, bending them deeply, binding your shins to your thighs as you writhe helplessly.&nbsp; Your wrists soon follow, lashed to your ankles exposing your body to the pleasure that you know will follow.&nbsp; &nbsp;Pleasure that you can't avoid.&nbsp; Pleasure that you long for.&nbsp; Fingers caress flesh as you shiver with need and desire.&nbsp; You want to will them to move where *you* want them, but they don't comply.&nbsp; Warm breath glides over your thighs and you close your eyes tightly... it's so close now... it's... so... close.<br />
<br />
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      <itunes:summary>Too funny!!
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      <description><![CDATA[Too funny!!





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      <itunes:summary>&lt;p&gt;Went to Cheeseburger Paradise yesterday for tacos... Ok, I had a cheeseburger, 'cause that's what they sell damn it.&amp;nbsp; Then out for BATMAN.&amp;nbsp; Woot.&amp;nbsp; It was good, but I still haven't seen the &amp;quot;feel good&amp;quot; movie of the summer.... unless it's Kung Fu Panda... God I hope not.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Today went to Mid-Ohio to see a race... pretty awesome... but the weather was strange.&amp;nbsp; Part downpour and then sunshine.&amp;nbsp; Turn 7, though, is THE place to be.&amp;nbsp; Within the first quarter of the race, there were 3 spin-outs right there... cool.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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Damn I'm soooo sunburned now.&amp;nbsp; I'm definitely going to pay for this.&lt;br /&gt;
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Where's Waldo?&lt;/p&gt;
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While touring an Indian reservation in North Dakota filming a documentary,&amp;nbsp; Barbara Walters was puzzled as to why the difference in the number of&amp;nbsp; feathers in the headdresses.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So, she asked a brave who only had one feather in his headdress. His reply was: &amp;quot;Only have one woman. One woman, one feather.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
Feeling the first fellow was only joking she asked another brave. This brave had two feathers in his headdress. And he replied: &amp;quot;Me have two women. Two women, two feathers.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Still not convinced the feathers indicated the number of sexual partners involved, she decided to interview the Chief. Now the Chief had a headdress full of feathers, which, needless to say,amused Ms Walters. She asked the Chief, &amp;quot;Why do you have so many feathers in your headdress?&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The Chief proudly pounded his chest and said: &amp;quot;Me Chief, me sleep with 'em&amp;nbsp; all. Big, small, fat and tall, me sleep with 'em all.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Horrified, Ms. Walters stated, &amp;quot;You ought to be hung.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The Chief said:&amp;quot;You damn right, me hung, big like buffalo, long like snake&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ms. Walters cried,&amp;quot;You don't have to be so hostile.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The Chief replied: &amp;quot;Hoss-style, dog-style, wolf-style, any style. me sleep with 'em all.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;With tears in her eyes, Ms.Walters cried, &amp;quot;Oh dear.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The Chief said: &amp;quot;No deer.. Ass too high, run too fast &lt;br /&gt;
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      <description><![CDATA[Went to Cheeseburger Paradise yesterday for tacos... Ok, I had a cheeseburger, 'cause that's what they sell damn it.&nbsp; Then out for BATMAN.&nbsp; Woot.&nbsp; It was good, but I still haven't seen the &quot;feel good&quot; movie of the summer.... unless it's Kung Fu Panda... God I hope not.



Today went to Mid-Ohio to see a race... pretty awesome... but the weather was strange.&nbsp; Part downpour and then sunshine.&nbsp; Turn 7, though, is THE place to be.&nbsp; Within the first quarter of the race, there were 3 spin-outs right there... cool.&nbsp; 



Damn I'm soooo sunburned now.&nbsp; I'm definitely going to pay for this.







Where's Waldo?

While touring an Indian reservation in North Dakota filming a documentary,&nbsp; Barbara Walters was puzzled as to why the difference in the number of&nbsp; feathers in the headdresses.
So, she asked a brave who only had one feather in his headdress. His reply was: &quot;Only have one woman. One woman, one feather.&quot; 

&nbsp; 

Feeling the first fellow was only joking she asked another brave. This brave had two feathers in his headdress. And he replied: &quot;Me have two women. Two women, two feathers.&quot;
Still not convinced the feathers indicated the number of sexual partners involved, she decided to interview the Chief. Now the Chief had a headdress full of feathers, which, needless to say,amused Ms Walters. She asked the Chief, &quot;Why do you have so many feathers in your headdress?&quot;
The Chief proudly pounded his chest and said: &quot;Me Chief, me sleep with 'em&nbsp; all. Big, small, fat and tall, me sleep with 'em all.&quot;
Horrified, Ms. Walters stated, &quot;You ought to be hung.&quot;
The Chief said:&quot;You damn right, me hung, big like buffalo, long like snake&quot;
Ms. Walters cried,&quot;You don't have to be so hostile.&quot;
The Chief replied: &quot;Hoss-style, dog-style, wolf-style, any style. me sleep with 'em all.&quot;
With tears in her eyes, Ms.Walters cried, &quot;Oh dear.&quot;
The Chief said: &quot;No deer.. Ass too high, run too fast 

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      <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Went to Cheeseburger Paradise yesterday for tacos... Ok, I had a cheeseburger, 'cause that's what they sell damn it.&nbsp; Then out for BATMAN.&nbsp; Woot.&nbsp; It was good, but I still haven't seen the &quot;feel good&quot; movie of the summer.... unless it's Kung Fu Panda... God I hope not.<br />
<br />
Today went to Mid-Ohio to see a race... pretty awesome... but the weather was strange.&nbsp; Part downpour and then sunshine.&nbsp; Turn 7, though, is THE place to be.&nbsp; Within the first quarter of the race, there were 3 spin-outs right there... cool.&nbsp; <br />
<br />
Damn I'm soooo sunburned now.&nbsp; I'm definitely going to pay for this.<br />
<br />
<img height="513" width="385" alt="" src="http://i.deviantnation.com/m/136398/" /><br />
<br />
Where's Waldo?</p>
<p><hr />
While touring an Indian reservation in North Dakota filming a documentary,&nbsp; Barbara Walters was puzzled as to why the difference in the number of&nbsp; feathers in the headdresses.</p>
<p>So, she asked a brave who only had one feather in his headdress. His reply was: &quot;Only have one woman. One woman, one feather.&quot; <br />
&nbsp; <br />
Feeling the first fellow was only joking she asked another brave. This brave had two feathers in his headdress. And he replied: &quot;Me have two women. Two women, two feathers.&quot;</p>
<p>Still not convinced the feathers indicated the number of sexual partners involved, she decided to interview the Chief. Now the Chief had a headdress full of feathers, which, needless to say,amused Ms Walters. She asked the Chief, &quot;Why do you have so many feathers in your headdress?&quot;</p>
<p>The Chief proudly pounded his chest and said: &quot;Me Chief, me sleep with 'em&nbsp; all. Big, small, fat and tall, me sleep with 'em all.&quot;</p>
<p>Horrified, Ms. Walters stated, &quot;You ought to be hung.&quot;</p>
<p>The Chief said:&quot;You damn right, me hung, big like buffalo, long like snake&quot;</p>
<p>Ms. Walters cried,&quot;You don't have to be so hostile.&quot;</p>
<p>The Chief replied: &quot;Hoss-style, dog-style, wolf-style, any style. me sleep with 'em all.&quot;</p>
<p>With tears in her eyes, Ms.Walters cried, &quot;Oh dear.&quot;</p>
<p>The Chief said: &quot;No deer.. Ass too high, run too fast <br />
&nbsp;</p>]]></content:encoded>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 21 Jul 2008 01:15:49 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Fockinna Truck!!!</title>
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      <itunes:summary>&lt;p&gt;Today was me serving at the walk-in meal again today.&amp;nbsp; I was able to snap a couple pictures of what it looks like.&amp;nbsp; It opens at 5pm and I generally arrive at about 5:10 or so.&amp;nbsp; Usually I walk in and there's a line and people are being served ... yadda yadda.&amp;nbsp; Today I walk up and there's a line out the door.&amp;nbsp; I wondered if they were late opening up or whatever and peeked in a nearby window.&amp;nbsp; Nope, the line was HUGE.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I excused myself and moved through the line to get in and found the person at the door that was counting.&amp;nbsp; We were up to 130 and we just started.&amp;nbsp; Wow...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Luckily it was almost all in one wave, but we served 171 people today, in 1 hour.&amp;nbsp; It was very awesome.&amp;nbsp; Today's menu... sweet and sour chicken over rice, salad, and bread... mmmm.... and I got none of it.&amp;nbsp; BOO!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You can't really see it, but there's a piano in the corner in the second pic and a few of the guys like to play for dinner.&amp;nbsp; It's about the only time they get to play and they're pretty damn good.&lt;br /&gt;
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In the small town of Garfield, NJ, a fire started inside the local sausage factory. In a blink the building was engulfed in flames. The alarm went out to all the fire departments for miles around.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;When the first volunteer fire fighters appeared on the scene, the s ausage company president rushed to the fire chief and said , &amp;quot;All of our secret sausage recipes are in the vault in the center of the plant. They have to be saved, so I will donate $50,000 to the fire company that brings them out and delivers them to me.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But the roaring flames held the firefighters off. Soon more fire departments had to be called in because the situation became desperate. As the firemen arrived, the president shouted out that the offer to extricate the secret recipes was now $100,000 to the fire department that could save them.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Suddenly from up the road, a lone siren was heard as another fire truck came into sight. It was the&lt;br /&gt;
fire engine of the nearby Lodi, NJ volunteer fire department, composed mainly of Italian firefighters over the age of 65.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;To everyone's amazement, the little run-down fire engine, operated by these Italian firefighters,&lt;br /&gt;
passed fire engines parked outside the plant, and drove straight into the middle of the inferno. Outside, the other firemen watched in amazement as the Italian old timers jumped off and began to fight the fire as if they were fighting to save their own lives.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Within a short time, the Lodi old timers had extinguished the fire and saved the secret recipes.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The grateful sausage company president joyfully announced that for such a superhuman accomplishment, he was upping the reward to $200,000, and walked over to personally thank each of the brave elderly Italian firefighters.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A TV news crew rushed in after capturing the event on film. The 'on camera' reporter asked the Italian fire chief, &amp;quot;What are you going to do with all that money?&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Wella,&amp;quot; said Chief Pasquale De Luccin ellavanti, the 70-year-old fire chief, &amp;quot;de fursta tinga we gonnna do isza fixa de brakes on dat fockinna truck!!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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      <description><![CDATA[Today was me serving at the walk-in meal again today.&nbsp; I was able to snap a couple pictures of what it looks like.&nbsp; It opens at 5pm and I generally arrive at about 5:10 or so.&nbsp; Usually I walk in and there's a line and people are being served ... yadda yadda.&nbsp; Today I walk up and there's a line out the door.&nbsp; I wondered if they were late opening up or whatever and peeked in a nearby window.&nbsp; Nope, the line was HUGE.



I excused myself and moved through the line to get in and found the person at the door that was counting.&nbsp; We were up to 130 and we just started.&nbsp; Wow...



Luckily it was almost all in one wave, but we served 171 people today, in 1 hour.&nbsp; It was very awesome.&nbsp; Today's menu... sweet and sour chicken over rice, salad, and bread... mmmm.... and I got none of it.&nbsp; BOO!



You can't really see it, but there's a piano in the corner in the second pic and a few of the guys like to play for dinner.&nbsp; It's about the only time they get to play and they're pretty damn good.




















In the small town of Garfield, NJ, a fire started inside the local sausage factory. In a blink the building was engulfed in flames. The alarm went out to all the fire departments for miles around.
When the first volunteer fire fighters appeared on the scene, the s ausage company president rushed to the fire chief and said , &quot;All of our secret sausage recipes are in the vault in the center of the plant. They have to be saved, so I will donate $50,000 to the fire company that brings them out and delivers them to me.&quot;
But the roaring flames held the firefighters off. Soon more fire departments had to be called in because the situation became desperate. As the firemen arrived, the president shouted out that the offer to extricate the secret recipes was now $100,000 to the fire department that could save them.
Suddenly from up the road, a lone siren was heard as another fire truck came into sight. It was the

fire engine of the nearby Lodi, NJ volunteer fire department, composed mainly of Italian firefighters over the age of 65.
To everyone's amazement, the little run-down fire engine, operated by these Italian firefighters,

passed fire engines parked outside the plant, and drove straight into the middle of the inferno. Outside, the other firemen watched in amazement as the Italian old timers jumped off and began to fight the fire as if they were fighting to save their own lives.



Within a short time, the Lodi old timers had extinguished the fire and saved the secret recipes.
The grateful sausage company president joyfully announced that for such a superhuman accomplishment, he was upping the reward to $200,000, and walked over to personally thank each of the brave elderly Italian firefighters.
A TV news crew rushed in after capturing the event on film. The 'on camera' reporter asked the Italian fire chief, &quot;What are you going to do with all that money?&quot;
&quot;Wella,&quot; said Chief Pasquale De Luccin ellavanti, the 70-year-old fire chief, &quot;de fursta tinga we gonnna do isza fixa de brakes on dat fockinna truck!!&quot;

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      <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Today was me serving at the walk-in meal again today.&nbsp; I was able to snap a couple pictures of what it looks like.&nbsp; It opens at 5pm and I generally arrive at about 5:10 or so.&nbsp; Usually I walk in and there's a line and people are being served ... yadda yadda.&nbsp; Today I walk up and there's a line out the door.&nbsp; I wondered if they were late opening up or whatever and peeked in a nearby window.&nbsp; Nope, the line was HUGE.<br />
<br />
I excused myself and moved through the line to get in and found the person at the door that was counting.&nbsp; We were up to 130 and we just started.&nbsp; Wow...<br />
<br />
Luckily it was almost all in one wave, but we served 171 people today, in 1 hour.&nbsp; It was very awesome.&nbsp; Today's menu... sweet and sour chicken over rice, salad, and bread... mmmm.... and I got none of it.&nbsp; BOO!<br />
<br />
You can't really see it, but there's a piano in the corner in the second pic and a few of the guys like to play for dinner.&nbsp; It's about the only time they get to play and they're pretty damn good.<br />
<br />
<br />
<img height="1027" width="770" alt="" src="http://i.deviantnation.com/m/135534/" /><br />
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<img height="1027" width="770" alt="" src="http://i.deviantnation.com/m/135535/" /><br />
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<img height="1027" width="770" alt="" src="http://i.deviantnation.com/m/135537/" /><br />
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In the small town of Garfield, NJ, a fire started inside the local sausage factory. In a blink the building was engulfed in flames. The alarm went out to all the fire departments for miles around.</p>
<p>When the first volunteer fire fighters appeared on the scene, the s ausage company president rushed to the fire chief and said , &quot;All of our secret sausage recipes are in the vault in the center of the plant. They have to be saved, so I will donate $50,000 to the fire company that brings them out and delivers them to me.&quot;</p>
<p>But the roaring flames held the firefighters off. Soon more fire departments had to be called in because the situation became desperate. As the firemen arrived, the president shouted out that the offer to extricate the secret recipes was now $100,000 to the fire department that could save them.</p>
<p>Suddenly from up the road, a lone siren was heard as another fire truck came into sight. It was the<br />
fire engine of the nearby Lodi, NJ volunteer fire department, composed mainly of Italian firefighters over the age of 65.</p>
<p>To everyone's amazement, the little run-down fire engine, operated by these Italian firefighters,<br />
passed fire engines parked outside the plant, and drove straight into the middle of the inferno. Outside, the other firemen watched in amazement as the Italian old timers jumped off and began to fight the fire as if they were fighting to save their own lives.<br />
<br />
Within a short time, the Lodi old timers had extinguished the fire and saved the secret recipes.</p>
<p>The grateful sausage company president joyfully announced that for such a superhuman accomplishment, he was upping the reward to $200,000, and walked over to personally thank each of the brave elderly Italian firefighters.</p>
<p>A TV news crew rushed in after capturing the event on film. The 'on camera' reporter asked the Italian fire chief, &quot;What are you going to do with all that money?&quot;</p>
<p>&quot;Wella,&quot; said Chief Pasquale De Luccin ellavanti, the 70-year-old fire chief, &quot;de fursta tinga we gonnna do isza fixa de brakes on dat fockinna truck!!&quot;<br />
&nbsp;</p>]]></content:encoded>
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      <itunes:summary>It's been a nice, long, fun weekend.&amp;nbsp; I've been celebrating getting the first paycheck from my new job.&amp;nbsp; I know it's kind of a weird thing to celebrate, but I did anyways... haha&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Friday I went out&amp;nbsp; to dinner at the Olive Garden, having a nice Italian dinner with some wine.&amp;nbsp; It was near perfect.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I had invited a friend (a different one...)&amp;nbsp;to go out, but never heard back from her.&amp;nbsp; I don't know if I should be worried or angry.&amp;nbsp; So far, I just blew it off.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I spent way too much money this weekend... but I enjoyed most of it.&amp;nbsp; And if Katy Perry can sing it, then damn it, so can I.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;I kissed a girl and I liked it&lt;br /&gt;
The taste of her cherry chap stick&lt;br /&gt;
I kissed a girl just to try it&lt;br /&gt;
I hope my girlfriend don't mind it&lt;br /&gt;
It felt so wrong&lt;br /&gt;
It felt so right&lt;br /&gt;
Don't mean I'm in love tonight&lt;br /&gt;
I kissed a girl and I liked it&lt;br /&gt;
I liked it&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
And then there's&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;Last night a little dancer came dancin' to my door&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;Last night a little angel Came pumpin cross my floor&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;She said &amp;quot;Come on baby I got a licence for love&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;And if it expires pray help from above&amp;quot;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;In the midnight hour she cried- &amp;quot;more, more, more&amp;quot;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;With a rebel yell she cried- &amp;quot;more, more, more&amp;quot;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;In the midniight hour babe- &amp;quot;more, more, more&amp;quot;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;With a rebel yell- &amp;quot;more, more, more&amp;quot;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;More, more, more.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Wish I could have enjoyed it to the fullest.&amp;nbsp; Next time.&lt;br /&gt;
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      <description><![CDATA[It's been a nice, long, fun weekend.&nbsp; I've been celebrating getting the first paycheck from my new job.&nbsp; I know it's kind of a weird thing to celebrate, but I did anyways... haha



Friday I went out&nbsp; to dinner at the Olive Garden, having a nice Italian dinner with some wine.&nbsp; It was near perfect.&nbsp;&nbsp; I had invited a friend (a different one...)&nbsp;to go out, but never heard back from her.&nbsp; I don't know if I should be worried or angry.&nbsp; So far, I just blew it off.



I spent way too much money this weekend... but I enjoyed most of it.&nbsp; And if Katy Perry can sing it, then damn it, so can I.



I kissed a girl and I liked it

The taste of her cherry chap stick

I kissed a girl just to try it

I hope my girlfriend don't mind it

It felt so wrong

It felt so right

Don't mean I'm in love tonight

I kissed a girl and I liked it

I liked it







And then there's



Last night a little dancer came dancin' to my door 

Last night a little angel Came pumpin cross my floor 

She said &quot;Come on baby I got a licence for love 

And if it expires pray help from above&quot; 



In the midnight hour she cried- &quot;more, more, more&quot; 

With a rebel yell she cried- &quot;more, more, more&quot; 

In the midniight hour babe- &quot;more, more, more&quot; 

With a rebel yell- &quot;more, more, more&quot; 

More, more, more. 
Wish I could have enjoyed it to the fullest.&nbsp; Next time.

&nbsp;]]></description>
      <content:encoded><![CDATA[It's been a nice, long, fun weekend.&nbsp; I've been celebrating getting the first paycheck from my new job.&nbsp; I know it's kind of a weird thing to celebrate, but I did anyways... haha<br />
<br />
Friday I went out&nbsp; to dinner at the Olive Garden, having a nice Italian dinner with some wine.&nbsp; It was near perfect.&nbsp;&nbsp; I had invited a friend (a different one...)&nbsp;to go out, but never heard back from her.&nbsp; I don't know if I should be worried or angry.&nbsp; So far, I just blew it off.<br />
<br />
I spent way too much money this weekend... but I enjoyed most of it.&nbsp; And if Katy Perry can sing it, then damn it, so can I.<br />
<br />
<i>I kissed a girl and I liked it<br />
The taste of her cherry chap stick<br />
I kissed a girl just to try it<br />
I hope my girlfriend don't mind it<br />
It felt so wrong<br />
It felt so right<br />
Don't mean I'm in love tonight<br />
I kissed a girl and I liked it<br />
I liked it<br />
</i><br />
<img contenteditable="inherit" alt="" src="http://i.deviantnation.com/images/emoticons/smile.gif" /><br />
<br />
And then there's<br />
<br />
<p><i><font face="Arial" size="2">Last night a little dancer came dancin' to my door</font> <br />
<font face="Arial" size="2">Last night a little angel Came pumpin cross my floor</font> <br />
<font face="Arial" size="2">She said &quot;Come on baby I got a licence for love</font> <br />
<font face="Arial" size="2">And if it expires pray help from above&quot;</font> <br />
<br />
<font face="Arial" size="2">In the midnight hour she cried- &quot;more, more, more&quot;</font> <br />
<font face="Arial" size="2">With a rebel yell she cried- &quot;more, more, more&quot;</font> <br />
<font face="Arial" size="2">In the midniight hour babe- &quot;more, more, more&quot;</font> <br />
<font face="Arial" size="2">With a rebel yell- &quot;more, more, more&quot;</font> <br />
<font face="Arial" size="2">More, more, more.</font> </i></p>
<p>Wish I could have enjoyed it to the fullest.&nbsp; Next time.<br />
&nbsp;</p>]]></content:encoded>
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      <title>The lesson and the semen sample</title>
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      <itunes:summary>&lt;p&gt;Learned an interesting lesson today.&amp;nbsp; It's been kind of a lonely weekend because all of my friends were busy with their own lives and relationships.&amp;nbsp; It's times like these you just want... someone... anyone.&amp;nbsp; I see it around me, too.&amp;nbsp; Too many people are almost so lonely they're willing to do anything to be with someone.&amp;nbsp; And if that someone doesn't meet their expectations, they blame themselves and beat themselves up for it, as if it means there's something wrong with them.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Well, the lesson I learned... it's not about wanting to escape *from* something.&amp;nbsp; It's about wanting to escape *for* something.&amp;nbsp; You can be in a relationship and still be lonely.&amp;nbsp; You can be in a relationship and be worse off than being alone.&amp;nbsp; It's not just *any* relationship that counts.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I heard lots of crap through the years... just be yourself (yeah, give me a break)... good things come to boys who wait (ummmm, what?)... good boys don't do that...&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; None of that crap is right.&amp;nbsp; There's a reason why you're where you're at... and just sitting around wishing it isn't so won't change anything.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Life isn't fair.&amp;nbsp; And life is like a sewer, you get out&amp;nbsp;what you put into it.&amp;nbsp; You have to grab the bull by the horns and live.&amp;nbsp; You have to seek what you want.&amp;nbsp; You have to try, and fail, and try again.&amp;nbsp; The failing is actually an important part of the lesson.&amp;nbsp; Feel the fear and do it anyways.&amp;nbsp; You have to love being you.&amp;nbsp; You have to have fun being you and have fun living your life.&amp;nbsp; You will get shit on.&amp;nbsp; The question is... will you just lay there and take it?&amp;nbsp; Or are you going to improve yourself and move to higher ground.&amp;nbsp; There is every possibility I will be alone for the rest of my life.&amp;nbsp; Does that mean I stop living?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Rule 13. Stop seeking approval.&amp;nbsp; You don't need it.&lt;br /&gt;
Rule 14. Stop giving approval in order to get it.&amp;nbsp; It doesn't work anyways.&lt;br /&gt;
Rule 15. Stop trading status for approval.&amp;nbsp; Don't give everything away for love and approval.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Damn... the girls have it easy at this point...&amp;nbsp; they could post a pic and make all the rest of the journal not matter... lol&amp;nbsp; Man-boobs just aren't the same...&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It's hell growing old&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;An 85-year-old man went to his doctor's office to get a sperm count. The doctor gave the man a jar and said,&amp;quot;Take this jar home and bring back a semen sample tomorrow.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The next day the 85-year-old man reappeared at the doctor's office and&amp;nbsp;gave him the jar, which was as clean and empty as on the previous day.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The doctor asked what happened and the man explained: &amp;quot;Well, doc, it's like this - first I tried with my right hand, but nothing. Then I tried with my left hand, but still nothing. Then I asked my wife for help. She tried with her right hand, then her left, still nothing. She tried with her mouth, first with the teeth in, then with her teeth out, and still nothing. We even called up Arleen, the lady next door and she&amp;nbsp;tried too, first with both hands, then an armpit and she even tried squeezing it between her knees, but still nothing.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The doctor was shocked! &amp;quot;You asked your neighbor?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
The old man replied, &amp;quot;Yep. None of us could get the jar open.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</itunes:summary>
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      <description><![CDATA[Learned an interesting lesson today.&nbsp; It's been kind of a lonely weekend because all of my friends were busy with their own lives and relationships.&nbsp; It's times like these you just want... someone... anyone.&nbsp; I see it around me, too.&nbsp; Too many people are almost so lonely they're willing to do anything to be with someone.&nbsp; And if that someone doesn't meet their expectations, they blame themselves and beat themselves up for it, as if it means there's something wrong with them.



Well, the lesson I learned... it's not about wanting to escape *from* something.&nbsp; It's about wanting to escape *for* something.&nbsp; You can be in a relationship and still be lonely.&nbsp; You can be in a relationship and be worse off than being alone.&nbsp; It's not just *any* relationship that counts.



I heard lots of crap through the years... just be yourself (yeah, give me a break)... good things come to boys who wait (ummmm, what?)... good boys don't do that...&nbsp;&nbsp; None of that crap is right.&nbsp; There's a reason why you're where you're at... and just sitting around wishing it isn't so won't change anything.



Life isn't fair.&nbsp; And life is like a sewer, you get out&nbsp;what you put into it.&nbsp; You have to grab the bull by the horns and live.&nbsp; You have to seek what you want.&nbsp; You have to try, and fail, and try again.&nbsp; The failing is actually an important part of the lesson.&nbsp; Feel the fear and do it anyways.&nbsp; You have to love being you.&nbsp; You have to have fun being you and have fun living your life.&nbsp; You will get shit on.&nbsp; The question is... will you just lay there and take it?&nbsp; Or are you going to improve yourself and move to higher ground.&nbsp; There is every possibility I will be alone for the rest of my life.&nbsp; Does that mean I stop living?



Rule 13. Stop seeking approval.&nbsp; You don't need it.

Rule 14. Stop giving approval in order to get it.&nbsp; It doesn't work anyways.

Rule 15. Stop trading status for approval.&nbsp; Don't give everything away for love and approval.



Damn... the girls have it easy at this point...&nbsp; they could post a pic and make all the rest of the journal not matter... lol&nbsp; Man-boobs just aren't the same...

&nbsp;

It's hell growing old
An 85-year-old man went to his doctor's office to get a sperm count. The doctor gave the man a jar and said,&quot;Take this jar home and bring back a semen sample tomorrow.&quot;
The next day the 85-year-old man reappeared at the doctor's office and&nbsp;gave him the jar, which was as clean and empty as on the previous day.
The doctor asked what happened and the man explained: &quot;Well, doc, it's like this - first I tried with my right hand, but nothing. Then I tried with my left hand, but still nothing. Then I asked my wife for help. She tried with her right hand, then her left, still nothing. She tried with her mouth, first with the teeth in, then with her teeth out, and still nothing. We even called up Arleen, the lady next door and she&nbsp;tried too, first with both hands, then an armpit and she even tried squeezing it between her knees, but still nothing.&quot;
The doctor was shocked! &quot;You asked your neighbor?&quot;

&nbsp;

The old man replied, &quot;Yep. None of us could get the jar open.&quot;

&nbsp;]]></description>
      <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Learned an interesting lesson today.&nbsp; It's been kind of a lonely weekend because all of my friends were busy with their own lives and relationships.&nbsp; It's times like these you just want... someone... anyone.&nbsp; I see it around me, too.&nbsp; Too many people are almost so lonely they're willing to do anything to be with someone.&nbsp; And if that someone doesn't meet their expectations, they blame themselves and beat themselves up for it, as if it means there's something wrong with them.<br />
<br />
Well, the lesson I learned... it's not about wanting to escape *from* something.&nbsp; It's about wanting to escape *for* something.&nbsp; You can be in a relationship and still be lonely.&nbsp; You can be in a relationship and be worse off than being alone.&nbsp; It's not just *any* relationship that counts.<br />
<br />
I heard lots of crap through the years... just be yourself (yeah, give me a break)... good things come to boys who wait (ummmm, what?)... good boys don't do that...&nbsp;&nbsp; None of that crap is right.&nbsp; There's a reason why you're where you're at... and just sitting around wishing it isn't so won't change anything.<br />
<br />
Life isn't fair.&nbsp; And life is like a sewer, you get out&nbsp;what you put into it.&nbsp; You have to grab the bull by the horns and live.&nbsp; You have to seek what you want.&nbsp; You have to try, and fail, and try again.&nbsp; The failing is actually an important part of the lesson.&nbsp; Feel the fear and do it anyways.&nbsp; You have to love being you.&nbsp; You have to have fun being you and have fun living your life.&nbsp; You will get shit on.&nbsp; The question is... will you just lay there and take it?&nbsp; Or are you going to improve yourself and move to higher ground.&nbsp; There is every possibility I will be alone for the rest of my life.&nbsp; Does that mean I stop living?<br />
<br />
Rule 13. Stop seeking approval.&nbsp; You don't need it.<br />
Rule 14. Stop giving approval in order to get it.&nbsp; It doesn't work anyways.<br />
Rule 15. Stop trading status for approval.&nbsp; Don't give everything away for love and approval.<br />
<br />
Damn... the girls have it easy at this point...&nbsp; they could post a pic and make all the rest of the journal not matter... lol&nbsp; Man-boobs just aren't the same...<br />
&nbsp;</p>
<hr />
<p>It's hell growing old</p>
<p>An 85-year-old man went to his doctor's office to get a sperm count. The doctor gave the man a jar and said,&quot;Take this jar home and bring back a semen sample tomorrow.&quot;</p>
<p>The next day the 85-year-old man reappeared at the doctor's office and&nbsp;gave him the jar, which was as clean and empty as on the previous day.</p>
<p>The doctor asked what happened and the man explained: &quot;Well, doc, it's like this - first I tried with my right hand, but nothing. Then I tried with my left hand, but still nothing. Then I asked my wife for help. She tried with her right hand, then her left, still nothing. She tried with her mouth, first with the teeth in, then with her teeth out, and still nothing. We even called up Arleen, the lady next door and she&nbsp;tried too, first with both hands, then an armpit and she even tried squeezing it between her knees, but still nothing.&quot;</p>
<p>The doctor was shocked! &quot;You asked your neighbor?&quot;<br />
&nbsp;<br />
The old man replied, &quot;Yep. None of us could get the jar open.&quot;<br />
&nbsp;</p>]]></content:encoded>
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      <pubDate>Sun, 06 Jul 2008 18:46:31 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Now it's announced...</title>
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      <itunes:summary>Couldn't let this feeling pass unannounced... lol&lt;br /&gt;
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      <description><![CDATA[Couldn't let this feeling pass unannounced... lol



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      <content:encoded><![CDATA[Couldn't let this feeling pass unannounced... lol<br />
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      <pubDate>Sat, 05 Jul 2008 20:39:48 GMT</pubDate>
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      <itunes:summary>&lt;p&gt;There was a man who really took care of his body. He lifted weights&amp;nbsp;and jogged 8 miles a day. One day, he took a look in the mirror and noticed that he was tanned all over except his &amp;quot;thingie.&amp;quot; So he decided to do something about it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He went to the beach, completely undressed himself and buried himself in the sand, except for his &amp;quot;thingie&amp;quot; which he left sticking up.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Two old ladies were strolling along the beach, one using a cane. Upon seeing the &amp;quot;thingie&amp;quot; sticking up over the sand, she began to move it around with her cane, remarking to the other lady, &amp;quot;There's no justice in the world.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The other lady asked what she meant.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;She said, when I was 20, I was curious about it. When I was 30, I enjoyed it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;When I was 40, I begged for it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;When I was 50, I paid for it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;When I was 60, I prayed for it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;When I was 70, I forgot about it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Now, I am 80 and the damn things are growing wild on the beach and I'm too old to squat.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;What a nice weekend... the weather is really good.&amp;nbsp; I went to the park yesterday and went for a long hike.&amp;nbsp; I had a nice surprise and ran into a deer.&amp;nbsp; Normally I wouldn't be too surprised, but this one didn't run... I took some pictures with my phone and still it stood there... looking at me.&amp;nbsp; Then it started coming closer, until it was about 30 feet away.&amp;nbsp; It was licking it's lips and sniffing the air.&amp;nbsp; I attribute that to Axe... I've seen the commercials... lol&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Eventually it started pawing the ground so it seemed to not want me there.&amp;nbsp; So I kept walking.&amp;nbsp; It was so nice being out in nature and enjoying the sunshine and fresh air.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I practiced some Tai Chi out in the grass.... nice... reveling in the feel.&lt;/p&gt;</itunes:summary>
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      <description><![CDATA[There was a man who really took care of his body. He lifted weights&nbsp;and jogged 8 miles a day. One day, he took a look in the mirror and noticed that he was tanned all over except his &quot;thingie.&quot; So he decided to do something about it.
He went to the beach, completely undressed himself and buried himself in the sand, except for his &quot;thingie&quot; which he left sticking up.
Two old ladies were strolling along the beach, one using a cane. Upon seeing the &quot;thingie&quot; sticking up over the sand, she began to move it around with her cane, remarking to the other lady, &quot;There's no justice in the world.&quot;
The other lady asked what she meant.
She said, when I was 20, I was curious about it. When I was 30, I enjoyed it.
When I was 40, I begged for it.
When I was 50, I paid for it.
When I was 60, I prayed for it.
When I was 70, I forgot about it.
Now, I am 80 and the damn things are growing wild on the beach and I'm too old to squat.

&nbsp;

What a nice weekend... the weather is really good.&nbsp; I went to the park yesterday and went for a long hike.&nbsp; I had a nice surprise and ran into a deer.&nbsp; Normally I wouldn't be too surprised, but this one didn't run... I took some pictures with my phone and still it stood there... looking at me.&nbsp; Then it started coming closer, until it was about 30 feet away.&nbsp; It was licking it's lips and sniffing the air.&nbsp; I attribute that to Axe... I've seen the commercials... lol&nbsp;&nbsp; Eventually it started pawing the ground so it seemed to not want me there.&nbsp; So I kept walking.&nbsp; It was so nice being out in nature and enjoying the sunshine and fresh air.&nbsp;&nbsp;I practiced some Tai Chi out in the grass.... nice... reveling in the feel.]]></description>
      <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>There was a man who really took care of his body. He lifted weights&nbsp;and jogged 8 miles a day. One day, he took a look in the mirror and noticed that he was tanned all over except his &quot;thingie.&quot; So he decided to do something about it.</p>
<p>He went to the beach, completely undressed himself and buried himself in the sand, except for his &quot;thingie&quot; which he left sticking up.</p>
<p>Two old ladies were strolling along the beach, one using a cane. Upon seeing the &quot;thingie&quot; sticking up over the sand, she began to move it around with her cane, remarking to the other lady, &quot;There'