<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10627768</id><updated>2011-05-05T00:39:05.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Current Favorite</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10627768.post-111858571193052926</id><published>2005-06-12T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T07:15:11.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem</title><content type='html'>Fifth Philosopher's Song&lt;br /&gt;A million million spermatozoa All of them alive;&lt;br /&gt;Out of their cataclysm but one poor Noah Dare hope to survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And among that billion minus one&lt;br /&gt;Might have chanced to beShakespeare, another Newton, a new Donne--&lt;br /&gt;But the One was Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shame to have ousted your betters thus,&lt;br /&gt;Taking ark while the others remained outside!&lt;br /&gt;Better for all of us, froward Homunculus,&lt;br /&gt;If you'd quietly died!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   ’Aldous Huxley (1920)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10627768-111858571193052926?l=mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/111858571193052926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10627768&amp;postID=111858571193052926&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/111858571193052926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/111858571193052926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/2005/06/poem.html' title='Poem'/><author><name>Ensign</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15352538892129059450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/31/3439/320/edcheezwhiz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10627768.post-111846102313012372</id><published>2005-06-10T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T20:37:03.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Word</title><content type='html'>scintillating&lt;br /&gt;adj 1: brilliantly clever; "scintillating wit"; "a play full of scintillating dialogue" 2: marked by high spirits or excitement; "his fertile effervescent mind"; "scintillating personality"; "sparkling conversation"; "a row of sparkly cheerleaders" [syn: &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=bubbling"&gt;bubbling&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=effervescent"&gt;effervescent&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=sparkling"&gt;sparkling&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=sparkly"&gt;sparkly&lt;/a&gt;] 3: having brief brilliant points or flashes of light; "bugle beads all aglitter"; "glinting eyes"; "glinting water"; "his glittering eyes were cold and malevolent"; "shop window full of glittering Christmas trees"; "glittery costume jewelry"; "scintillant mica"; "the scintillating stars"; "a dress with sparkly sequins"; "`glistering' is an archaic term" [syn: &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=aglitter%28p%29"&gt;aglitter(p)&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=coruscant"&gt;coruscant&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=fulgid"&gt;fulgid&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=glinting"&gt;glinting&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=glistering"&gt;glistering&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=glittering"&gt;glittering&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=glittery"&gt;glittery&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=scintillant"&gt;scintillant&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=sparkling%28a%29"&gt;sparkling(a)&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=sparkly"&gt;sparkly&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10627768-111846102313012372?l=mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/111846102313012372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10627768&amp;postID=111846102313012372&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/111846102313012372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/111846102313012372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/2005/06/word.html' title='Word'/><author><name>Ensign</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15352538892129059450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/31/3439/320/edcheezwhiz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10627768.post-111621887017337678</id><published>2005-05-15T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T21:47:50.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Word</title><content type='html'>Actually, two words:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pro·te·an (adj.)&lt;br /&gt;Readily taking on varied shapes, forms, or meanings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dint (n.)&lt;br /&gt;Force or effort; power: succeeded by dint of hard work. &lt;br /&gt;A dent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tr.v. dint·ed, dint·ing, dints &lt;br /&gt;To put a dent in. &lt;br /&gt;To impress or drive in forcibly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10627768-111621887017337678?l=mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/111621887017337678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10627768&amp;postID=111621887017337678&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/111621887017337678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/111621887017337678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/2005/05/word.html' title='Word'/><author><name>Ensign</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15352538892129059450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/31/3439/320/edcheezwhiz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10627768.post-111205738512993194</id><published>2005-03-28T16:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T04:31:23.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CD</title><content type='html'>Now that is has officially been delivered by UPS to an end-user consumer it is for real. Ben's album is the real thing now. And I am proud very proud very proud of my friend Ben for producing Love Tractor's newest album &lt;a href="http://www.allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&amp;token=ADFEAEE47E1CDB4DA97720C1963B4DCFA160D210DF4BF58150234558C0EC674B85066ECB09E9DAD2B3F26AB679AFFA62A55B05D1CDE452FFCC0640&amp;amp;sql=10:wqf1zfs4eh2k"&gt;Black Hole&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/31/3439/320/ed_blackhole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 0px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 0px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 0px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 0px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/31/3439/400/ed_blackhole.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The album is excellent. It's a cohesive project that is a seamless jouney from track to track through a deep resevoir of sounds, shifting through many moods. There is depth to each track. At times haunting. At times springy. Always a driving thread of energy and weight. The tracks have a very dense, layered sound. A complex and interesting soundscape. A ride. A trip through the depths of a black hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Love Tractor's latest album since 2001's The Sky at Night. And prior to that it had been 12 years between projects. Love Tractor is from Athens, GA at a time in antiquity when the town ruled the college music scene and birthed bands like REM and the B-52's. Today Love Tractor's Mike Richmond and producer Ben Holst are the force behind Black Hole. Along with the release of the album, Love Tractor most recently played at Austin's South by Southwest festival. They haven't toured in 16 years. But they are back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get yourself a copy of Black Hole at &lt;a href="http://music.barnesandnoble.com/search/product.asp?userid=ex1h28rAiB&amp;EAN=37613300722&amp;amp;ITM=1"&gt;Barnes &amp; Noble&lt;/a&gt; now &gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/31/3439/320/104_04631.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 0px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 0px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 0px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 0px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/31/3439/400/104_04631.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;NOTE:  These doof pictures are testament to how happy and excited I am to now own this album.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10627768-111205738512993194?l=mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/111205738512993194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10627768&amp;postID=111205738512993194&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/111205738512993194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/111205738512993194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/2005/03/cd_28.html' title='CD'/><author><name>Ensign</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15352538892129059450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/31/3439/320/edcheezwhiz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10627768.post-111202434553437130</id><published>2005-03-28T07:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T07:39:05.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song</title><content type='html'>Some people are suckers for Elvis movies.  Some people love Elvis' interpretation of the traditional kiddy song Old MacDonald in &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0061595/"&gt;Double Trouble&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Elvis' Old MacDonald&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old macdonald had a farm, ee-i-ee-i-o&lt;br /&gt;And on that farm he had some chicks, ee-i-ee-i-o&lt;br /&gt;With a cluck, cluck here, a cluck, cluck there&lt;br /&gt;Loud as they could be&lt;br /&gt;And when those chicks got out of line Chicken fricasse&lt;br /&gt;With a cluck, cluck here, a cluck, cluck there&lt;br /&gt;Loud as they could be&lt;br /&gt;And when those chicks got out of line Chicken fricasse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, old macdonald had a farm, ee-i-ee-i-o&lt;br /&gt;And on that farm he had some cows, ee-i-ee-i-o&lt;br /&gt;With a moo, moo here, a moo, moo there&lt;br /&gt;Cattle everywhere&lt;br /&gt;And when those cows got out of line Hamburger, medium rare&lt;br /&gt;With a moo, moo here, a moo, moo there&lt;br /&gt;Cattle everywhereAnd when those cows got out of line Hamburger, medium rare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, well, old macdonald had a farm, ee-i-ee-i-o&lt;br /&gt;And on that farm he had some pigs, ee-i-ee-i-o&lt;br /&gt;With an oink, oink here, an oink, oink there&lt;br /&gt;Pigs everywhere in sight&lt;br /&gt;And when those pigs got out of line Pork and beans at night&lt;br /&gt;With an oink, oink here, an oink, oink there&lt;br /&gt;Pigs everywhere in sight&lt;br /&gt;And when those pigs got out of line Pork and beans at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i'm goona have a farm one day, ee-i-e-i-o&lt;br /&gt;And i'll do things mcdonalds way, ee-i-e-i-o&lt;br /&gt;With a cluck, cluck here, a cluck, cluck there&lt;br /&gt;A moo, moo here, a moo, moo there&lt;br /&gt;An oink, oink here, an oink, oink there&lt;br /&gt;And i can promise youIf those animals ever get out of line&lt;br /&gt;We'll have a mulligan stew&lt;br /&gt;How about you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10627768-111202434553437130?l=mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/111202434553437130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10627768&amp;postID=111202434553437130&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/111202434553437130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/111202434553437130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/2005/03/song.html' title='Song'/><author><name>Ensign</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15352538892129059450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/31/3439/320/edcheezwhiz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10627768.post-111163721087896245</id><published>2005-03-23T20:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T20:21:26.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beverage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.iherb.com/ctop10.html"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/31/3439/400/rooster-booster.jpg" align="right" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quiktrip.com/products/products_energy_drinks.asp"&gt;Super Rooster Booster&lt;/a&gt; is now available in 16oz cans. And I am quite sure that it is a souped up formula from the old 8 ouncer. Among its ingredients is L-Carnitine. You wanna know what L-Carn is good for, check out the &lt;a href="http://www.iherb.com/ctop10.html"&gt;Top 10 Reasons to Take Carnitine and Acetyl-L-Carnitine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the street &gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Booster=to inhale cocaine&lt;br /&gt;Rooster=crack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;check out some more interesting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.neonjoint.com/slang.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;street terms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10627768-111163721087896245?l=mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/111163721087896245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10627768&amp;postID=111163721087896245&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/111163721087896245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/111163721087896245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/2005/03/beverage.html' title='Beverage'/><author><name>Ensign</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15352538892129059450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/31/3439/320/edcheezwhiz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10627768.post-111142061645816121</id><published>2005-03-21T07:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T08:01:46.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kitchen Item</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;DEEP FRYER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/152/3501/320/df.jpg'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having your own deep fat fryer is awesome.  Just look at that name, it starts with "deep fat."  I don't even know what "deep fat" means, but when it comes to food, you know it can only be good.  No more baked-ass cheese sticks for me!  (Plus I can finally put my family's long-lost deep-fried cany-bar recipe to good use.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10627768-111142061645816121?l=mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/111142061645816121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10627768&amp;postID=111142061645816121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/111142061645816121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/111142061645816121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/2005/03/kitchen-item_21.html' title='Kitchen Item'/><author><name>Corporal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://the321.com/images/brad_mer_terry.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10627768.post-111109722643370807</id><published>2005-03-17T14:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T14:10:11.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kitchen Item</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;CROCK POT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg'  src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/152/3501/320/cp.jpg'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the crock pot.  Throw in some meat, some spices, some veggies, turn it on, leave for eight hours, &lt;strong&gt;BAM&lt;/strong&gt; ya got dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;NOTE:&lt;/em&gt; do not leave pork carnitas cooking for 10 hours or they will dry out and burn up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10627768-111109722643370807?l=mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/111109722643370807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10627768&amp;postID=111109722643370807&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/111109722643370807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/111109722643370807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/2005/03/kitchen-item.html' title='Kitchen Item'/><author><name>Corporal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://the321.com/images/brad_mer_terry.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10627768.post-111103003585100805</id><published>2005-03-16T19:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T19:27:15.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Writing Passage</title><content type='html'>From &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/0451184963/ref=lpr_g_2/104-2769510-1312768?v=glance&amp;s=books" target="_blank"&gt;Stephen King's Insomnia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No.  She favors stretch pants from Kmart and can usually be observed traveling in the company of assorted Ding-Dongs, Funny Bones, and Hostess Twinkies.  She often wears a big sweatshirt with the words BABY FACTORY on the front..."&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as Sam the architect would say:  Didn't you see where they just crossed out the words chicken coop and wrote baby factory?  Where are the plans for the baby factory?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10627768-111103003585100805?l=mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/111103003585100805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10627768&amp;postID=111103003585100805&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/111103003585100805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/111103003585100805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/2005/03/writing-passage.html' title='Writing Passage'/><author><name>Ensign</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15352538892129059450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/31/3439/320/edcheezwhiz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10627768.post-111099764820830019</id><published>2005-03-16T10:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T12:25:58.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Condiment</title><content type='html'>Hoorah for &lt;a href="http://www.tabasco.com/main.cfm"&gt;TABASCO®&lt;/a&gt; brand &lt;a href="http://www.tabasco.com/tabasco_tent/pepper_sauce/chipotle_pepper_sauce.cfm"&gt;Chipotle Pepper Sauce&lt;/a&gt;.  It is absolutely the best.  It's great in soups, on sandwiches, in salads, on meat, in creamed spinach, on toast, in a roast, on a burrito, on pizza.  Whatever.  It is not hot.  Tabasco is not about fire in the mouth.  They are about flavor.  They now have an entire line of &lt;a href="http://www.tabasco.com/tabasco_tent/pepper_sauce/index.cfm"&gt;really flavor-poppin' based pepper sauces&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;em&gt;NOTE: The Chipotle Pepper Sauce has a bold smoky BBQ-y flavor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/31/3439/320/chipotle.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:0px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/31/3439/400/chipotle.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10627768-111099764820830019?l=mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/111099764820830019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10627768&amp;postID=111099764820830019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/111099764820830019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/111099764820830019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/2005/03/condiment.html' title='Condiment'/><author><name>Ensign</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15352538892129059450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/31/3439/320/edcheezwhiz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10627768.post-111081589683446806</id><published>2005-03-14T06:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T11:00:52.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CD</title><content type='html'>CHAINSKI05 - [Brad's MP3s No Rap]&lt;br /&gt;Various Artists MP3 mix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I purchased a new portable CD player.  The buttons on my old one stopped working except for the play and pause button which was very annoying.  So I went to &lt;a href="http://www.target.com/gp/homepage.html/602-8754856-7707814?"&gt;Target &lt;/a&gt;and got a new one.  Gladly I realized that for just a few bucks more I could get a player with the active use (jogging) anti-skip technology that I wanted and one that was capable of playing MP3s.  Awesome.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I get to the CD, let me just start off with a little product soapboxing.  Do not buy this product - &lt;a href="http://www.target.com/gp/detail.html/ref=sc_pgb_c_7_0_3429461/602-8754856-7707814?%5Fencoding=UTF8&amp;frombrowse=1&amp;asin=B0002DJQBE"&gt;GPX Portable CD/MP3 Player&lt;/a&gt;.  It is a cheap product that skips even when moving at a slow walk.  I had to take it back after a day of using it.  It sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I exchanged it for a more reputable brand that had everything I wanted - &lt;a href="http://www.panasonic.ca/English/audiovideo/audio/portable/slsx450.asp"&gt;Panasonic's SL-SX450 Portable CD/MP3 Player&lt;/a&gt;.  The product is great.  Totally cool.  It looks like a &lt;a href="http://babiesmitbearden.blogspot.com/2005/03/discus.html"&gt;discus&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The great very great thing is the fact that this baby plays MP3s.  You can fit and S-load of MP3s onto 1 disc.  Very nice.  I don't have the money yet to spend on an IPOD.  So this is a nice compromise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked the Corporal to burn me a disc of as many MP3s of his that he could.  Corp has MP3s of all of his favorite songs on his laptop.  The only thing I suggested was that he not include any rap, b/c I am still getting through the GRC [GREAT RAP COMPENDIUM] that Corp made for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mix of MP3s on the CHAINSKI05 is tops.  There are 229 tracks with the Corporal stamp of approval.  There's oldies, newies, and A-lot of stuff from the very late 80s and early 90s.  Among the surprises, as far as Corps musical tastes are concerned are Bob Dylan, Madonna, and Def Leopard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[SEE THE &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/31/3439/320/playlist21.jpg"&gt;PLAYLIST&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10627768-111081589683446806?l=mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/111081589683446806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10627768&amp;postID=111081589683446806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/111081589683446806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/111081589683446806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/2005/03/cd_14.html' title='CD'/><author><name>Ensign</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15352538892129059450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/31/3439/320/edcheezwhiz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10627768.post-110997249456218810</id><published>2005-03-04T13:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T13:44:54.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Candy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/31/3439/320/chicko.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:0px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/31/3439/400/chicko.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week ago my candy jars were restocked.  My dealer:  Cracker Barrel.  The fix: Jar #1 - Lemonheads (the candy not the band) and Jar #2 - Chick-O-Stick (the minis, not the full stick).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See some of the nostalgic hoopla on the Internet about this awesome candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chick-O-Stick in the &lt;a href="http://www.candywrappermuseum.com/chickostick.html"&gt;Candy Wrapper Museum&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chick-O-Stick at &lt;a href="http://www.cybercandy.co.uk/search/index1.php/url_indprod/xdbc_976"&gt;CyberCandy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chick-O-Stick at &lt;a href="http://www.oldtimecandy.com/chick-o-sticks.htm"&gt;OldTimeCandy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chick-O-Stick the Making Of at &lt;a href="http://www.hometownfavorites.com/shop/candy_cat.asp?c=9&amp;p=1&amp;id=40&amp;newp="&gt;HomeTownFavorites.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10627768-110997249456218810?l=mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/110997249456218810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10627768&amp;postID=110997249456218810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/110997249456218810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/110997249456218810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/2005/03/candy.html' title='Candy'/><author><name>Ensign</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15352538892129059450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/31/3439/320/edcheezwhiz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10627768.post-110994132402463568</id><published>2005-03-04T05:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T05:02:04.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CD</title><content type='html'>So good is &lt;a href="http://www.allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&amp;sql=10:4b8j1vk3zzha"&gt;Whiskeytown's Pneumonia&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;So good.&lt;br /&gt;So.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10627768-110994132402463568?l=mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/110994132402463568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10627768&amp;postID=110994132402463568&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/110994132402463568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/110994132402463568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/2005/03/cd_04.html' title='CD'/><author><name>Ensign</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15352538892129059450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/31/3439/320/edcheezwhiz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10627768.post-110971812430654581</id><published>2005-03-01T14:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T15:02:04.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CD</title><content type='html'>Do you like the French band &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/stores/artist/glance/-/151985/ref=pd_ap_sr/104-2769510-1312768" target="_blank"&gt;Air&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Do you &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt; them?&lt;br /&gt;Then you will really like &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/B00070Q8HC/qid=1109718066/sr=2-1/ref=pd_bbs_b_2_1/104-2769510-1312768" target="_blank"&gt;Before the Dawn Heals Us&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/stores/artist/glance/-/296926/ref=m_art_dp/104-2769510-1312768" target="blank"&gt;M83&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Be careful because there is a scary song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10627768-110971812430654581?l=mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/110971812430654581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10627768&amp;postID=110971812430654581&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/110971812430654581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/110971812430654581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/2005/03/cd.html' title='CD'/><author><name>Corporal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://the321.com/images/brad_mer_terry.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10627768.post-110961229801962429</id><published>2005-02-28T09:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T09:38:18.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Word</title><content type='html'>hov·el (n.) &lt;br /&gt;1. A small, miserable dwelling. &lt;br /&gt;2. An open, low shed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10627768-110961229801962429?l=mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/110961229801962429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10627768&amp;postID=110961229801962429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/110961229801962429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/110961229801962429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/2005/02/word_28.html' title='Word'/><author><name>Ensign</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15352538892129059450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/31/3439/320/edcheezwhiz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10627768.post-110959978162693031</id><published>2005-02-28T06:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T06:16:30.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/31/3439/320/v7.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:0px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/31/3439/400/v7.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vegas Seven is my new addiction.  My parents brought this little evil gift back from their recent trip to Las Vegas.  It's an electronic casino and FM radio.  The radio is cool.  But the dueces poker and blackjack keep me occupied from hours.  And coming down from a session of play is taxing.  It knocks your mind off the track of reality and it is hard to find your way back.  Right now I am a member of the $40,000 club.  My brother has one too and he's racked up an enormous amount of cash.  When the two of us are playing at the same time with the mute buttons off it's like a real live casino in our apartment, sans the cocktail waitresses and cigar smoke.  I don't mean to be a pusher, but everyone should have one of these to mindlessly pass the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10627768-110959978162693031?l=mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/110959978162693031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10627768&amp;postID=110959978162693031&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/110959978162693031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/110959978162693031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/2005/02/game.html' title='Game'/><author><name>Ensign</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15352538892129059450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/31/3439/320/edcheezwhiz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10627768.post-110944953140463061</id><published>2005-02-26T12:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T14:18:46.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Website</title><content type='html'>Everything Monkey at &lt;a href="http://www.monkeyday.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Monkey Day&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10627768-110944953140463061?l=mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/110944953140463061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10627768&amp;postID=110944953140463061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/110944953140463061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/110944953140463061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/2005/02/website.html' title='Website'/><author><name>Ensign</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15352538892129059450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/31/3439/320/edcheezwhiz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10627768.post-110929158161187223</id><published>2005-02-24T16:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T14:18:01.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/B000008GMG/qid=1109715399/sr=8-16/ref=sr_8_xs_ap_i1_xgl15/104-2769510-1312768?v=glance&amp;s=music&amp;n=507846" target="_blank"&gt;1000 Miles Away by the Hoodoo Gurus from the 1991 album Kinky&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the lyrics, but you really gotta hear it to be majorly pumped up by it.  It is the perfect song to listen to while running or driving in your car on a nice day (window down of course).  Another good song for that occasion is &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/B00002JXF8/qid=1109715449/sr=2-4/ref=pd_bbs_b_2_4/104-2769510-1312768" target="_blank"&gt;Mrs. Potter's Lullaby by the Counting Crows from This Desert Life&lt;/a&gt; (I'll go ahead and include those lyrics too, while I'm hear tracking down song lyrics and posting them).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1000 MILES AWAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the Hoodoo Gurus &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estimated time of arrival 9.30 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;Been up before the sun and now I'm tired before I even begin.&lt;br /&gt;(Now you're flying) I got so much work in front of me,&lt;br /&gt;(Really flying) it stretches out far as the eye can see.&lt;br /&gt;I can see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spend half my life in airports doing crosswords and attempting to sleep,&lt;br /&gt;And when the bar is open then you'll often find me warming a seat.&lt;br /&gt;(Now you're flying) I never find a place where I can stay&lt;br /&gt;(Really flying) I'd rather be a thousand miles away.&lt;br /&gt;Thousand miles away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working for yourself sometimes ain't all that it's cracked up to be.&lt;br /&gt;It can be as lonely at the top as at the bottom of that corporate tree&lt;br /&gt;(Now you're flying) I'm told I'm going places - who can say ?&lt;br /&gt;(Really flying) I might arrive but I'll be gone the very next day.&lt;br /&gt;I must be on my way&lt;br /&gt;A thousand miles away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promised to myself someday I'd take the time and try to make sense&lt;br /&gt;Out of all those opportunities I've lost from trying to sit on the fence&lt;br /&gt;(Now you're flying) But right now I've got no time for yesterday&lt;br /&gt;(Really flying) Yesterday's a thousand miles away.&lt;br /&gt;A thousand miles away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was that that you were trying to say ?&lt;br /&gt;I guess I was a thousand miles away.&lt;br /&gt;Sing it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MRS. POTTER'S LULLABY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Counting Crows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I woke up in mid-afternoon cause that's when it all hurts the most&lt;br /&gt;I dream I never know anyone at the party and I'm always the host&lt;br /&gt;If dreams are like movies, then memories are films about ghosts&lt;br /&gt;You can never escape, you can only move south down the coast&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am an idiot walking a tightrope of fortune and fame&lt;br /&gt;I am an acrobat swinging trapezes through circles of flame&lt;br /&gt;If you've never stared off in the distance, then your life is a shame&lt;br /&gt;And though I'll never forget your face,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes I can't remember my name&lt;br /&gt;Hey Mrs. Potter don't cry&lt;br /&gt;Hey Mrs. Potter I know why but&lt;br /&gt;Hey Mrs. Potter won't you talk to me&lt;br /&gt;Well, there's a piece of Maria in every song that I sing&lt;br /&gt;And the price of a memory is the memory of the sorrow it brings&lt;br /&gt;And there is always one last light to turn out and one last bell to ring&lt;br /&gt;And the last one out of the circus has to lock up everything&lt;br /&gt;Or the elephants will get out and forget to remember what you said&lt;br /&gt;And the ghosts of the tilt-a-whirl will linger inside of your head&lt;br /&gt;And the ferris wheel junkies will spin them forever instead&lt;br /&gt;When I see you a blanket of stars covers me in bed&lt;br /&gt;Hey Mrs. Potter don't go&lt;br /&gt;Hey Mrs. Potter I don't know but&lt;br /&gt;Hey Mrs. Potter won't you talk to me&lt;br /&gt;All the blue light reflections that color my mind when I sleep&lt;br /&gt;And the lovesick rejections that accompany the company I keep&lt;br /&gt;All the razor perceptions that cut just a little too deep&lt;br /&gt;Hey I can bleed as well as anyone, but I need someone to help me sleep&lt;br /&gt;So I throw my hand into the air and it swims in the beams&lt;br /&gt;It's just a brief interruption of the swirling dust sparkle jet stream&lt;br /&gt;Well, I know I don't know you and you're probably not what you seem&lt;br /&gt;But I'd sure like to find out&lt;br /&gt;So why don't you climb down off that movie screen&lt;br /&gt;Hey Mrs. Potter don't turn&lt;br /&gt;Hey Mrs. Potter I burn for you&lt;br /&gt;Hey Mrs. Potter won't you talk to me&lt;br /&gt;When the last king of Hollywood shatters his glass on the floor&lt;br /&gt;and orders another&lt;br /&gt;Well, I wonder what he did that for&lt;br /&gt;That's when I know that I have to get out cause I have been there before&lt;br /&gt;So I gave up my seat at the bar and I head for the door&lt;br /&gt;We drove out to the desert just to lie down beneath this bowl of stars&lt;br /&gt;We stand up at the Palace like it's the last of the great Pioneertown bars&lt;br /&gt;We shout out these songs against the clang of electric guitars&lt;br /&gt;You can see a million miles tonight&lt;br /&gt;But you can't get very far&lt;br /&gt;Hey Mrs. Potter I won't touch and&lt;br /&gt;Hey Mrs. Potter it's not much but&lt;br /&gt;Hey Mrs. Potter won't you talk to me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10627768-110929158161187223?l=mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/110929158161187223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10627768&amp;postID=110929158161187223&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/110929158161187223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/110929158161187223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/2005/02/song.html' title='Song'/><author><name>Ensign</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15352538892129059450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/31/3439/320/edcheezwhiz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10627768.post-110929101537615424</id><published>2005-02-24T16:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T14:24:32.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Writing Passage</title><content type='html'>From &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/0451184963/ref=lpr_g_2/104-2769510-1312768?v=glance&amp;s=books" target="_blank"&gt;Stephen King's Insomnia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...In reality they just keep coming back, turning in diminishing circles until they finally disappear.  Except disappearing isn't really what they do; they dry up like mudpuddles in the sun."  McGovern paused then added: "And most of them leave the same scummy residue behind."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jesus," Ralph said.  "That is cynical."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McGovern shrugged.  "Most retired teachers are cynical, Ralph.  We see them come in so young and so strong, so convinced that it is going to be different for them, and we see them make their messes and paddle around in them, just as their parents and grandparents did." &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cynical friend of mine was a high school teacher for a number of months.  He could probably attest to this sentiment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10627768-110929101537615424?l=mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/110929101537615424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10627768&amp;postID=110929101537615424&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/110929101537615424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/110929101537615424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/2005/02/writing-passage.html' title='Writing Passage'/><author><name>Ensign</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15352538892129059450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/31/3439/320/edcheezwhiz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10627768.post-110917405847111908</id><published>2005-02-23T07:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T14:26:01.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food</title><content type='html'>The most bestest snack bar making company is Quaker.  Mostly, they make cheaper-than-the-original-but-just-as-good-and-sometimes-better-ripoffs of other snack bar company's bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of Quaker's latest are the &lt;a href="http://www.quakerchewy.com/CHW_Products/TrailMix/index.cfm" target="_blank"&gt;Quaker Chewy Trail Mix Bars&lt;/a&gt;.  They're very much like Nature Valley's.  But check out all the flavors that Quaker dabbles in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's also the new cruchy rip-off of Nature Valley's traditional Granola Bars, called Quaker Crunchy Granola Bars.  They are very satisfying, a little smaller than NV's, but hey.  I've heard they're amazing dipped in peanut butter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my new favorite snack bar for the time being is the Quaker Graham Cereal Bar.  It's got a crispy graham trough filled with either strawberry or cherry filling, topped with crumbly stuff and then drizzled with a sweet frosting.  Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys should really get into this stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I really like snack bars.  I eat a lot of them and try to stay up on the newcomers and market trends.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10627768-110917405847111908?l=mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/110917405847111908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10627768&amp;postID=110917405847111908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/110917405847111908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/110917405847111908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/2005/02/food_23.html' title='Food'/><author><name>Ensign</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15352538892129059450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/31/3439/320/edcheezwhiz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10627768.post-110900135881183250</id><published>2005-02-21T07:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T07:55:58.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Word</title><content type='html'>foun·der&lt;br /&gt;v. foun·dered, foun·der·ing, foun·ders &lt;br /&gt;v. intr.&lt;br /&gt;To sink below the surface of the water: The ship struck a reef and foundered. &lt;br /&gt;To cave in; sink: The platform swayed and then foundered. &lt;br /&gt;To fail utterly; collapse: a marriage that soon foundered. &lt;br /&gt;To stumble, especially to stumble and go lame. Used of horses. &lt;br /&gt;To become ill from overeating. Used of livestock. &lt;br /&gt;To be afflicted with laminitis. Used of horses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;v. tr.&lt;br /&gt;To cause to founder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n. &lt;br /&gt;See laminitis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usage Note: The verbs founder and flounder are often confused. Founder comes from a Latin word meaning “bottom” (as in foundation) and originally referred to knocking enemies down; it is now also used to mean “to fail utterly, collapse.” Flounder means “to move clumsily, thrash about,” and hence “to proceed in confusion.” If John is foundering in Chemistry 1, he had better drop the course; if he is floundering, he may yet pull through.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10627768-110900135881183250?l=mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/110900135881183250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10627768&amp;postID=110900135881183250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/110900135881183250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/110900135881183250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/2005/02/word_21.html' title='Word'/><author><name>Ensign</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15352538892129059450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/31/3439/320/edcheezwhiz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10627768.post-110874931856037284</id><published>2005-02-18T09:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T14:26:32.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.choronzon.com/zrecipes/burrito.html" target="_blank"&gt;PEANUT BUTTER BURRITO&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across this very bizarre recipe in my peanut butter research.  Soon I'll try it.  The funniest is that the creator states: "This is pretty much all I ever eat."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10627768-110874931856037284?l=mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/110874931856037284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10627768&amp;postID=110874931856037284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/110874931856037284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/110874931856037284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/2005/02/food_18.html' title='Food'/><author><name>Ensign</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15352538892129059450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/31/3439/320/edcheezwhiz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10627768.post-110874407253278654</id><published>2005-02-18T08:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T08:27:52.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alcoholic Beverage</title><content type='html'>THE DONARITA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 parts tequilla&lt;br /&gt;1 part Roses lime juice&lt;br /&gt;Couple dashes of margarita salt&lt;br /&gt;Mix and strain with ice&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10627768-110874407253278654?l=mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/110874407253278654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10627768&amp;postID=110874407253278654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/110874407253278654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/110874407253278654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/2005/02/alcoholic-beverage.html' title='Alcoholic Beverage'/><author><name>Ensign</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15352538892129059450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/31/3439/320/edcheezwhiz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10627768.post-110869753789380738</id><published>2005-02-17T19:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T19:32:17.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Word</title><content type='html'>dec·a·dent    (adj.)&lt;br /&gt;1. Being in a state of decline or decay. &lt;br /&gt;2. Marked by or providing unrestrained gratification; self-indulgent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it interesting that something which is gratifying is also something of "decline or decay."  It's like that saying, which I think exists, that is that which makes us happy kills us.  Or something like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10627768-110869753789380738?l=mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/110869753789380738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10627768&amp;postID=110869753789380738&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/110869753789380738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/110869753789380738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/2005/02/word.html' title='Word'/><author><name>Ensign</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15352538892129059450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/31/3439/320/edcheezwhiz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10627768.post-110860744040974009</id><published>2005-02-16T17:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T20:19:18.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food</title><content type='html'>There are several very related sandies or popkins that I am totally into right now.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEANUT BUTTER AND BANANA TOASTY&lt;br /&gt;Heat up a skillet with some butter.  Slice up a banana half-wise as if you were making a banana split.  When the butter is ready and the skillet hot start frying up the banana.  Meanwhile toast up some bread.  Half way through the toasting smear peanut butter on both sides, then return to the toaster and resume the toast cycle.  Mix all ingredients into a sandwhich and cut triangularily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEANUT BUTTER AND BANANA GRILLED CHEESEY&lt;br /&gt;This is awesome.  I rate it a 9.45.  In a microwavable safe bowl smush up a banana with peanut butter and honey.  Then throw it in the micro for about 35 seconds and mix up into a tastey paste.  In the meantime butter one side of a piece of bread and begin frying it in a skillet like you are making a grilled cheese sandwich.  When it's pretty toasted add the peanut butter, banana, honey goo from the micro on top of the toasting slice.  Do a one sided-butter on another piece of bread and place it over the goo and toasted slice in the skillet butter side up.  Flip it and let the other side of the bread toast up.  Eat.  See if you rate it like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEANUT BUTTER, BANANA, AND BACON ON CRUSTLESS WHITE&lt;br /&gt;This one I have not had yet, but the ingredients have been procured.  The recipe comes from a passage from Stephen King's Dark Tower VII from Jake's when of 1977.  It is "...a peanut butter, bacon, and banana sandwich with the crusts cut off as only Greta Shaw knows how to cut them off."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more try &lt;a href="http://splendidtable.publicradio.org/recipes/main_pbsand.html"&gt;Elvis Presley's Grilled Peanut Butter &lt;br /&gt;and Banana Sandwich&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10627768-110860744040974009?l=mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/110860744040974009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10627768&amp;postID=110860744040974009&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/110860744040974009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/110860744040974009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/2005/02/food_16.html' title='Food'/><author><name>Ensign</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15352538892129059450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/31/3439/320/edcheezwhiz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10627768.post-110843914869831792</id><published>2005-02-14T19:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T17:07:07.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;burger within a doughnut&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/31/3439/320/doughnutburger%202.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/31/3439/400/doughnutburger%202.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Created at the 1st Annual Keith B. Smith Bachelor party in 2004, this Doughnut Burger is the brain child of Ben Holst, Steve Coen, and Damian Dunn.  The results were sweet.  No, really.  They were sweet.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Product is currently pending some modifications before hitting your neighborhood IGA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10627768-110843914869831792?l=mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/110843914869831792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10627768&amp;postID=110843914869831792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/110843914869831792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/110843914869831792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/2005/02/food.html' title='Food'/><author><name>Ensign</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15352538892129059450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/31/3439/320/edcheezwhiz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10627768.post-110836735960877816</id><published>2005-02-13T23:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T08:38:07.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspiration Denied</title><content type='html'>English version of a letter written by a guy in France to the States #1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Grandma,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you.  But guess what?  No I didn’t send the cheese.  I am moving to France.  And I am learning French again.  I forgot every thing I used to know.  But this time I am going to take it seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is your baking coming along?  You should open a restaurant.  I’ve always said so.  But I really like your tart.  Especially with berries on top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Your Grandson, Claude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Try "folding" this by translating into French using &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/language_tools?hl=en"&gt;Google's language translator&lt;/a&gt; and then back into English.]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10627768-110836735960877816?l=mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/110836735960877816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10627768&amp;postID=110836735960877816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/110836735960877816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/110836735960877816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/2005/02/inspiration-denied.html' title='Inspiration Denied'/><author><name>Ensign</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15352538892129059450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/31/3439/320/edcheezwhiz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10627768.post-110836703838227176</id><published>2005-02-13T23:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T17:06:40.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Music Playlist</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;apartment courtyard playlist #1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carly Simon's "You're So Vain"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I explain when I'm not so tired and delirious.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10627768-110836703838227176?l=mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/110836703838227176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10627768&amp;postID=110836703838227176&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/110836703838227176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/110836703838227176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/2005/02/music-playlist.html' title='Music Playlist'/><author><name>Ensign</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15352538892129059450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/31/3439/320/edcheezwhiz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10627768.post-110836642856331200</id><published>2005-02-13T23:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T08:36:44.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspiration Denied</title><content type='html'>MCF - song translated into French #1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can do this yourself for fun.  Just find the lyrics to a song that you enjoy and see what it looks like in French.  I suggest using &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/language_tools?hl=en"&gt;Google's language translator&lt;/a&gt;.  I always suggest Google.  Because Hoorah for Google.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you really want a laugh, "fold" your Googley translated lyrics back into English and see how warped your song is now.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For even more fun, REPEAT.  Keep "folding" until you can't decifer a damn thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;par LES ANGUILLES&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;est allé vers le bas par le vieux tribunal le trébuchement par les rues a dû sortir de la maison a dû employer mes pieds et vous ne pouvez pas penser beaucoup à moi maintenant mais je pense si fichu beaucoup de vous ne prenez &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aucun nickel en bois quand vous vendez votre âme que un diable d'un moment vous attend quand de la partie vous plus d'êtes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sur votre propre camion de détritus montant la cueillette de route vers le haut du détritus montant à un meilleur endroit espérant nous ne nous brisons pas pensant comment les choses se sont avérées le would've de I n'ont jamais deviné qu'il de cette façon ne prennent &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aucun nickel en bois quand vous vendez votre âme un diable d'un moment vous attend quand de la partie vous plus d'êtes  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sur le votre propres maintenant l'excédent de la partie je suis tout seul&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10627768-110836642856331200?l=mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/110836642856331200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10627768&amp;postID=110836642856331200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/110836642856331200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/110836642856331200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/2005/02/inspiration-denied_13.html' title='Inspiration Denied'/><author><name>Ensign</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15352538892129059450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/31/3439/320/edcheezwhiz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10627768.post-110836500496844140</id><published>2005-02-13T23:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T17:04:36.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reference Source</title><content type='html'>Get your hands (&lt;em&gt;mains&lt;/em&gt;) on &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/1552979504/qid=1108515788/sr=1-1/ref=sr_1_1/104-2769510-1312768?v=glance&amp;s=books" target="_blank"&gt;The Firefly French-English Visual Dictionary&lt;/a&gt;.  You won't be disappointed.  Even if you don't want to learn French, it's one hell of a refence book for looking up English things.  There's all sorts sections and things that you can look up.  You'll find everything from different types of berries that you didn't even know existed to a whole two page spread devoted to describing different types of noodles.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll be amazed at the things in this dictionary.  They describe parts of an egg.  We all know of the yolk, but what about the chalaza, which is the actual part that anchors the yolk in the center of the egg.  There are really detailed names of various sports paraphenalia.  And even body parts.  It's crazy, detailed, and fun.  And there's pictures.  Really good detailed pictures.  I've learned so much already and I'm even picking up a little French along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fireflybooks.com/books/79504E.html"&gt;The Firefly French-English Visual Dictionary&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10627768-110836500496844140?l=mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/110836500496844140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10627768&amp;postID=110836500496844140&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/110836500496844140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/110836500496844140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/2005/02/reference-source_13.html' title='Reference Source'/><author><name>Ensign</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15352538892129059450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/31/3439/320/edcheezwhiz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10627768.post-110821902907531245</id><published>2005-02-12T06:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T17:01:50.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog</title><content type='html'>Congrats to Corporal's sis for such a &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/dorkello/" target="_blank"&gt;cute and entertaining blog&lt;/a&gt;.  Maybe it's b/c she's a little sis.  Maybe it's cause I know that like my younger sibs she too gets the $20.  Maybe I just like hearing the daily Garden Ridge saga.  But there's some really good stuff going on here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--a href="http://randumb-drawings.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10627768-110821902907531245?l=mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/110821902907531245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10627768&amp;postID=110821902907531245&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/110821902907531245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/110821902907531245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/2005/02/blog.html' title='Blog'/><author><name>Ensign</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15352538892129059450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/31/3439/320/edcheezwhiz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10627768.post-110818708656894278</id><published>2005-02-11T21:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T16:58:43.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reference Source</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com"&gt;Dictionary.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's not much else to report.  When you are confused in the realm of semantics go here.  There is also a link to &lt;a href="http://thesaurus.reference.com"&gt;Thesaurus.com&lt;/a&gt;, which is equally as useful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10627768-110818708656894278?l=mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/110818708656894278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10627768&amp;postID=110818708656894278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/110818708656894278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/110818708656894278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/2005/02/reference-source.html' title='Reference Source'/><author><name>Ensign</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15352538892129059450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/31/3439/320/edcheezwhiz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10627768.post-110817642457725227</id><published>2005-02-11T18:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T16:57:57.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kitchen Item</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Chafing Dishes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/31/3439/320/chafing.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/31/3439/400/chafing.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chafing dishes can hold anything from casseroles to doughnuts and even croissants if you like that sort of thing.  But the best thing that they can hold, and very often do, is the make-your-own-taco-party.  Bliss from a chafing dish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10627768-110817642457725227?l=mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/110817642457725227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10627768&amp;postID=110817642457725227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/110817642457725227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/110817642457725227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/2005/02/kitchen-item.html' title='Kitchen Item'/><author><name>Ensign</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15352538892129059450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/31/3439/320/edcheezwhiz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10627768.post-110817502825426428</id><published>2005-02-11T18:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T08:36:29.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspiration Denied</title><content type='html'>MCF - dowel rod&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/31/3439/320/dowel.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/31/3439/400/dowel.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe I need say no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I will so we're all on the same page &gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dow·el /n./ &lt;br /&gt;1. A usually round pin that fits tightly into a corresponding hole to fasten or align two adjacent pieces. &lt;br /&gt;2. A piece of wood driven into a wall to act as an anchor for nails. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rod /n./&lt;br /&gt;1. A thin straight piece or bar of material, such as metal or wood, often having a particular function or use, as:&lt;br /&gt; a. A fishing rod. &lt;br /&gt; b. A piston rod. &lt;br /&gt; c. An often expandable horizontal bar, especially of metal, used to suspend household items such as curtains or towels. &lt;br /&gt; d. A leveling rod. &lt;br /&gt; e. A lightning rod. &lt;br /&gt; f. A divining rod. &lt;br /&gt; g. A measuring stick. &lt;br /&gt;2. A shoot or stem cut from or growing as part of a woody plant. &lt;br /&gt;3. A stick or bundle of sticks or switches used to give punishment by whipping. &lt;br /&gt;Punishment; correction. &lt;br /&gt;4. A scepter, staff, or wand symbolizing power or authority. &lt;br /&gt;5. Power or dominion, especially of a tyrannical nature: “under the rod of a cruel slavery” (John Henry Newman). &lt;br /&gt;6. Abbr. rd &lt;br /&gt; a.A linear measure equal to 5.5 yards or 16.5 feet (5.03 meters). Also called pole2. &lt;br /&gt; b.The square of this measure, equal to 30.25 square yards or 272.25 square feet (25.30 square meters). See table at measurement. &lt;br /&gt;7. Bible. A line of family descent; a branch of a tribe. &lt;br /&gt;8. Anatomy. Any of various rod-shaped cells in the retina that respond to dim light. &lt;br /&gt;9. Microbiology. An elongated bacterium; a bacillus. &lt;br /&gt;10. Slang. A pistol or revolver. &lt;br /&gt;11. A portion of the undercarriage of a train, especially the drawbar under a freight car. Often used in the plural: ride the rods.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10627768-110817502825426428?l=mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/110817502825426428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10627768&amp;postID=110817502825426428&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/110817502825426428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/110817502825426428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/2005/02/inspiration-denied_11.html' title='Inspiration Denied'/><author><name>Ensign</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15352538892129059450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/31/3439/320/edcheezwhiz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10627768.post-110805480886700799</id><published>2005-02-10T08:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T16:56:47.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Video Stream</title><content type='html'>Yeah, there's a new cool streamer I've been visiting.  I feel like an adulterer.  The streamer is from Damien Rice's web site.  He has a new cool album out.  Some of the songs were featured in the film 'Closer'.  The streams are from a live show in London and some others that I haven't gotten to yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So link up!  Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.damienrice.com/music_live.html"&gt;Damien Rice live streamer&lt;/a&gt; &gt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10627768-110805480886700799?l=mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/110805480886700799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10627768&amp;postID=110805480886700799&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/110805480886700799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/110805480886700799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/2005/02/video-stream.html' title='Video Stream'/><author><name>Ensign</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15352538892129059450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/31/3439/320/edcheezwhiz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10627768.post-110799810819492275</id><published>2005-02-09T17:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T16:57:00.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Video Stream</title><content type='html'>Give a whirl to the very sweet video streamer presenting They Might Be Giants' new "Here Come the ABCs" CD and DVD project. It has multiple video clips from the DVD, and is in itself quite a nice piece of entertainment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[SLIGHTLY ADAPTED FROM A NOTE FROM FLANSY HIMSELF]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt;a href="http://www.hyfntrak.com/tmbg/AFF16018/"&gt;HCtABCs streamer here&lt;/a&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10627768-110799810819492275?l=mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/110799810819492275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10627768&amp;postID=110799810819492275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/110799810819492275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/110799810819492275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/2005/02/video-stream_09.html' title='Video Stream'/><author><name>Ensign</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15352538892129059450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/31/3439/320/edcheezwhiz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10627768.post-110765113553011019</id><published>2005-02-05T16:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T16:31:54.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CD</title><content type='html'>My current favorite CD is &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/B000001DUR/qid=1108513775/sr=8-1/ref=pd_ka_1/104-2769510-1312768?v=glance&amp;s=music&amp;n=507846" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Man Called E&lt;/em&gt; by Mark Oliver Everett&lt;/a&gt;.  The CD was released in '92 before Mr. E created the Eels.  I love the Eels.  There music rocks and on April 26 there going to be doing it again with BLINKING LIGHTS AND OTHER REVELATIONS.  You can preview tracks from &lt;a href="http://www.eelstheband.com" target="_blank"&gt;the Eels website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;!--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Corporal PM: is this what you had in mind?)--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10627768-110765113553011019?l=mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/110765113553011019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10627768&amp;postID=110765113553011019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/110765113553011019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10627768/posts/default/110765113553011019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycurrentfavorite.blogspot.com/2005/02/cd.html' title='CD'/><author><name>Ensign</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15352538892129059450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/31/3439/320/edcheezwhiz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
