<?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-3040928939579139174</id><updated>2011-07-28T17:40:29.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THOUGHTS AND IRRITANTS</title><subtitle type='html'>(AND GOOD STUFF ALSO)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>thoughtweaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180101845875298346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SKXs60qZpzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-IpqbgXV9II/S220/IMG_2162.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>53</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040928939579139174.post-5478541777919693180</id><published>2009-10-09T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T09:56:25.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you kidding me?</title><content type='html'>Really the Nobel Peace Prize? Or the Nobel Piece of Shit Prize, May be more accurate. What a joke.  What the Hell has he done?  Nothing.  It is amazing that the rest of the world still has such a hard on for this guy. You know why he won this.... he is a pussy.  The rest of the world is happy to have a passive on the verge of isolationist President, who will not rock the boat or stand up for the principles this country is built on. Very frustrating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040928939579139174-5478541777919693180?l=thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/feeds/5478541777919693180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040928939579139174&amp;postID=5478541777919693180' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/5478541777919693180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/5478541777919693180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/2009/10/are-you-kidding-me.html' title='Are you kidding me?'/><author><name>thoughtweaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180101845875298346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SKXs60qZpzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-IpqbgXV9II/S220/IMG_2162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040928939579139174.post-6312557097256005946</id><published>2009-09-30T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:19:19.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PETA , Cat Paws and an Idiot Democrat</title><content type='html'>So I am watching the news and there is a story about PETA's new campaign.  Something like "Cut School not Animals".  That's responsible- you liberal douche bags. Now, I agree we should not be maliciously cruel to animals.  I love my dog, in fact if had to choose, I would rather spend time with her than a lot of people I know. (Of course excluding any loyal blog readers) Lets tell kids to cut school, great idea.  I took a number of classes at the high school and college levels, and dissected many animals (my favorite was a cat). From what I can remember if you wanted, you did not have to participate in the actual dissection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a totally random note I remember when I was a freshman on the water polo team and some of the seniors had dissected cats earlier in the day.  They took the cat paw to practice and made the freshmen put it behind their ears like a pencil.  I also remember the cat paw being stuck into a teammates speedo.  It was on the verge of a sexual assault. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly on the things that pissed me of recently, a Democratic speaker in the house made the following idiotic statement "I call upon all of us to do our jobs for the sake of America, for the sake of those dying people and their families," Florida Rep. Alan Grayson said on the House floor. "I apologize to the dead and their families that we haven't voted sooner to end this holocaust in America."  This was of course in reference to the health care debate.  Dumb ass. Being that Florida is a bastion for old retired Democratic Jews, this will not help his re-election campaign.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040928939579139174-6312557097256005946?l=thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/feeds/6312557097256005946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040928939579139174&amp;postID=6312557097256005946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/6312557097256005946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/6312557097256005946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/2009/09/peta-cat-paws-and-idiot-democrat.html' title='PETA , Cat Paws and an Idiot Democrat'/><author><name>thoughtweaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180101845875298346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SKXs60qZpzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-IpqbgXV9II/S220/IMG_2162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040928939579139174.post-4559908510796473399</id><published>2009-09-23T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T10:14:50.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Presidential Endorsemnt</title><content type='html'>Today during an address to the UN Libyan leader Muammar Qaddafi stated "we'd be content and happy if Obama can stay president forever".  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time I checked this man was a terrorist. His county took responsibility for the bombing of the Pan Am flight over Lockerbie, Scotland and recently  provided the mastermind of the attack a heroes welcome when he returned to Libya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obaama is perceived  so weak, that he is now receiving ringing endorsements from terrorists leaders of rogue states. What a joke. Each day Obama is president, this country becomes less safe.  Bottom line.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040928939579139174-4559908510796473399?l=thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/feeds/4559908510796473399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040928939579139174&amp;postID=4559908510796473399' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/4559908510796473399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/4559908510796473399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/2009/09/presidential-endorsemnt.html' title='Presidential Endorsemnt'/><author><name>thoughtweaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180101845875298346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SKXs60qZpzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-IpqbgXV9II/S220/IMG_2162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040928939579139174.post-952342077761689397</id><published>2009-09-03T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T10:41:01.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stitches</title><content type='html'>For the record, real men remove their own stitches.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040928939579139174-952342077761689397?l=thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/feeds/952342077761689397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040928939579139174&amp;postID=952342077761689397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/952342077761689397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/952342077761689397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/2009/09/stitches.html' title='Stitches'/><author><name>thoughtweaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180101845875298346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SKXs60qZpzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-IpqbgXV9II/S220/IMG_2162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040928939579139174.post-4221750283285706074</id><published>2009-08-28T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T10:48:44.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You know Your Wife is Awsome When......</title><content type='html'>It is over 90 degrees out, she cooks a roast and fixes the air conditioning all while being barefoot and pregnant.  Yes, Literally.  You are the best babe.  Oh...and she also made popovers!  Boooyoooooww!!!!  I am a lucky man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040928939579139174-4221750283285706074?l=thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/feeds/4221750283285706074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040928939579139174&amp;postID=4221750283285706074' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/4221750283285706074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/4221750283285706074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-know-your-wife-is-awsome-when.html' title='You know Your Wife is Awsome When......'/><author><name>thoughtweaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180101845875298346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SKXs60qZpzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-IpqbgXV9II/S220/IMG_2162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040928939579139174.post-3517502944507122938</id><published>2009-08-26T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T07:15:01.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ted Kennedy is a Criminal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;While I was a sperm swimming in my fathers nuts "The Lion" of the Senate was getting loaded, driving off bridges and killing innocent girls.  I don't think my generation really knows about this; not that the liberals who were around at that time gave a crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 10"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 10"&gt;&lt;link style="font-family: georgia;" rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5Cdarren%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype style="font-family: georgia;" namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="PlaceType"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype style="font-family: georgia;" namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="PlaceName"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype style="font-family: georgia;" namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="place"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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	text-decoration:underline; 	text-underline:single;} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman";} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;"On the night of July 18, 1969, Kennedy was on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Martha%27s_Vineyard" title="Martha's Vineyard"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" &gt;Martha's Vineyard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;'s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chappaquiddick_Island" title="Chappaquiddick Island"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" &gt;Chappaquiddick Island&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt; at a party for the "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Boiler_Room_Girls" title="Boiler Room Girls"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" &gt;Boiler Room Girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;", a group of young women who had worked on his brother Robert's presidential campaign the year before.&lt;sup id="cite_ref-bg-series-3_45-2"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ted_Kennedy#cite_note-bg-series-3-45"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;Leaving the party, Kennedy was driving a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Oldsmobile_Delmont_88#1965-68" title="Oldsmobile Delmont 88"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" &gt;1967 Oldsmobile &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Delmont&lt;/span&gt; 88&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt; with one of the women, 28-year-old &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mary_Jo_Kopechne" title="Mary Jo Kopechne"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" &gt;Mary Jo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kopechne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;, as his passenger, when Kennedy drove off &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Dike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:placetype&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt; into the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Poucha&lt;/span&gt; Pond inlet. Kennedy escaped the overturned vehicle and swam to safety, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kopechne&lt;/span&gt; died in the car. Kennedy left the scene and did not call authorities until after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kopechne's&lt;/span&gt; body was discovered the following day."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;That night "Teddy" went back to his hotel and had a nice night of sleep while the girl slept with the fishes.  Of course the best way to detoxify your body after drinking, is time.  Because  his name is Kennedy  (apparently the wrong two were shot) he got away with this.  Now that he is dead, he is celebrated as a hero.  If this was anyone else......Jail!  What about that poor girl, and her family?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Camelot.....what a load of crap.  The same idiots who revere and love this family are the same Americans who love following the British monarchy and wept for two weeks when princess Diana met her demise.  I guess at least they are not criminals.  I just don't get it.  I will admit there was something kind of sexy about Jacki 'O.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040928939579139174-3517502944507122938?l=thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/feeds/3517502944507122938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040928939579139174&amp;postID=3517502944507122938' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/3517502944507122938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/3517502944507122938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/2009/08/ted-kennedy-is-criminal.html' title='Ted Kennedy is a Criminal'/><author><name>thoughtweaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180101845875298346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SKXs60qZpzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-IpqbgXV9II/S220/IMG_2162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040928939579139174.post-8599364046782084082</id><published>2009-08-25T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T07:26:17.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#2</title><content type='html'>I felt him kick my hand last night! Very exciting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040928939579139174-8599364046782084082?l=thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/feeds/8599364046782084082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040928939579139174&amp;postID=8599364046782084082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/8599364046782084082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/8599364046782084082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/2009/08/2.html' title='#2'/><author><name>thoughtweaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180101845875298346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SKXs60qZpzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-IpqbgXV9II/S220/IMG_2162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040928939579139174.post-2713688503860430592</id><published>2009-08-22T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T07:25:20.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"White House confirms it used taxpayer dollars to hire private company to distribute e-mails, including unsolicited spamming to push health plan"</title><content type='html'>What bullshit -I am sorry, but no matter what side of the aisle you sit on this is irritating.  My tax dollars should not be used to "sell"  a proposed government program.  The program should sell itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In regards to the "program" itself: I am just tired of this crap.  It is an ill advised plan that the administration has a hard on for and is trying to stuff down out throats.   It is the the largest program in size of spending and bureaucracy ever conceived, and all the president really gives a crap about is pushing it through.  There is a reason for this.  I don't know how many times during his campaign he took shots at the health care industry, promised "reform", and that no one should be without it.  He knows that another 4 years of his socialist czar-like regime hinges on health care being passed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the fact that this countries economic woes are the worst since the Depression,  with a ridiculous deficit, they still want it.  At least Old Joe Lieberman says this needs to be put on hold while the economy re establishes itself and we are free from recession.  Good man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040928939579139174-2713688503860430592?l=thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/feeds/2713688503860430592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040928939579139174&amp;postID=2713688503860430592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/2713688503860430592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/2713688503860430592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/2009/08/white-house-confirms-it-used-taxpayer.html' title='&quot;White House confirms it used taxpayer dollars to hire private company to distribute e-mails, including unsolicited spamming to push health plan&quot;'/><author><name>thoughtweaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180101845875298346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SKXs60qZpzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-IpqbgXV9II/S220/IMG_2162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040928939579139174.post-5539343731267978955</id><published>2009-08-21T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T10:08:17.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hose time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-abeafaf2c55f7438" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SKXs60qZpzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-IpqbgXV9II/S220/IMG_2162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040928939579139174.post-814026347494429006</id><published>2009-08-21T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T09:37:15.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alex in the Pool</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-91863c17022d9af5" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/feeds/814026347494429006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040928939579139174&amp;postID=814026347494429006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/814026347494429006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/814026347494429006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/2009/08/alex-in-pool.html' title='Alex in the Pool'/><author><name>thoughtweaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180101845875298346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SKXs60qZpzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-IpqbgXV9II/S220/IMG_2162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040928939579139174.post-8759797129960808473</id><published>2009-08-21T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T08:04:19.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Cookie"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/So62kMcB4CI/AAAAAAAAAmc/dZqvE5NzM3c/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/So62kMcB4CI/AAAAAAAAAmc/dZqvE5NzM3c/s400/untitled.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372432138429915170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That is what he wants to be for Halloween and Mommy made it so.  It is pretty sweet, I have to admit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah looks like she is about to maul the large blue and moving stuffed animal.  Good thing he does not squeak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040928939579139174-8759797129960808473?l=thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/feeds/8759797129960808473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040928939579139174&amp;postID=8759797129960808473' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/8759797129960808473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/8759797129960808473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/2009/08/cookie.html' title='&quot;Cookie&quot;'/><author><name>thoughtweaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180101845875298346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SKXs60qZpzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-IpqbgXV9II/S220/IMG_2162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/So62kMcB4CI/AAAAAAAAAmc/dZqvE5NzM3c/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040928939579139174.post-3120563595763091149</id><published>2009-08-10T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T14:51:13.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beer Summit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SoDlgXBGgWI/AAAAAAAAAmU/iAeVxLJOpeo/s1600-h/IMG00100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SoDlgXBGgWI/AAAAAAAAAmU/iAeVxLJOpeo/s320/IMG00100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368543099922841954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There was an incident in San Clemente.  It did not reach the main stream media, but it was important enough to warrant a visit from the Commander and Chief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, this man of Mexican decent locked his keys out of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;his house&lt;/span&gt; and was trying to climb the fence in the backyard a couple of houses down from us.  I didn't even know he was Mexican.  I swear. Anyways I called the police, and long story short.....he lived there!!  Being a member of the neighborhood watch and a big fan of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;McGruff&lt;/span&gt; the crime dog, I thought I was just doing my civic duty.  So the police come, arrest the guy and the president says the cops were acting stupidly.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Obama&lt;/span&gt; comes to the SC Fiesta, we have a cold one and all is well.  He really didn't have much to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(note the lady in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;background&lt;/span&gt; who is concerned that I will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;assault&lt;/span&gt; the Pres)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040928939579139174-3120563595763091149?l=thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/feeds/3120563595763091149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040928939579139174&amp;postID=3120563595763091149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/3120563595763091149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/3120563595763091149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/2009/08/beer-summit.html' title='The Beer Summit'/><author><name>thoughtweaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180101845875298346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SKXs60qZpzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-IpqbgXV9II/S220/IMG_2162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SoDlgXBGgWI/AAAAAAAAAmU/iAeVxLJOpeo/s72-c/IMG00100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040928939579139174.post-5928650570099091863</id><published>2009-08-04T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T11:14:47.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Joker + Obama +Socialist = Funny</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/Snh4tWOCJBI/AAAAAAAAAlk/8IKt1biDmpE/s1600-h/Obama-socialism_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/Snh4tWOCJBI/AAAAAAAAAlk/8IKt1biDmpE/s320/Obama-socialism_0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366171676465832978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a difference here. (See Nazi Obama post below).  I honestly believe that anyone with even one eye open can see that our new President has socialist desires and tendancies, if not an agenda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note I want to commend the Santa Ana &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;DMV&lt;/span&gt;.  Yes, you heard me correctly the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;DMV&lt;/span&gt;.  I had  to change title and register an out of state vehicle, and it took 1/2 an hour.    I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;attribute&lt;/span&gt; to this to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;being&lt;/span&gt; prepared, and more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;importantly&lt;/span&gt; buttering up the lady who hands out numbers.  She appreciated the fact I could speak english, I had my forms completed, and I told her it was ok if she wanted to flirt with me after she swated a bug off of my shoulder. After the car was certified she handed me a number 1. Totaly random,  but it made my day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040928939579139174-5928650570099091863?l=thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/feeds/5928650570099091863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040928939579139174&amp;postID=5928650570099091863' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/5928650570099091863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/5928650570099091863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/2009/08/joker-obama-socialist-funny.html' title='Joker + Obama +Socialist = Funny'/><author><name>thoughtweaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180101845875298346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SKXs60qZpzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-IpqbgXV9II/S220/IMG_2162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/Snh4tWOCJBI/AAAAAAAAAlk/8IKt1biDmpE/s72-c/Obama-socialism_0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040928939579139174.post-6907067069054955858</id><published>2009-07-29T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T21:05:08.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Funny</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SnETBADqnmI/AAAAAAAAAlA/jUBPFpHfa9w/s1600-h/IMG00089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SnETBADqnmI/AAAAAAAAAlA/jUBPFpHfa9w/s320/IMG00089.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364089539091144290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, on the way home from the office today decided to stop by Trader &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Joes&lt;/span&gt;. On the way in I saw this..... (note the Hitler upper lip &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;stache&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit at first I chuckled to myself,  I think I thought it was joke or a left over McCain campaign van.    Then my serious side took over and I became enraged.  I stopped to look at the photo and took this picture.  I slowly became even more irritated and appalled.  Honestly it takes a lot to offend me and I may be the farthest thing in the world from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pc&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously I am not an Obama fan, not the least bit.  I have always been a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Republican&lt;/span&gt; and always will be.  I do not think the man is Hitler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am walking past the "booth" where they are handing out their "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;literature&lt;/span&gt;" and the lady ask if she can speak to me.  Poor choice lady.   I pause, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; calmly and tell the bitch, " I am a Jewish &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Republican&lt;/span&gt; and  I find this very offensive". I said that twice. She retorts, "are you a human being? "I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;almost&lt;/span&gt; lost it and told her that she was ignorant and that this was ridiculous.  I decided to walk away at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; point and she says "remember 1939", &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;apparently&lt;/span&gt; a reference to the Nazi Regime.  I am half way across the parking lot now yelling "I  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; need a history lesson" and  "you people are ignorant".  Decided it was time to head into Trader &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Joes&lt;/span&gt; before this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;escalated&lt;/span&gt; any further.  I was super pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact I was so pissed a lady in trader &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;joes&lt;/span&gt; comes up to me and says "calm down" .  Apparently I put on quite a show.  While I am looking over the cheeses, she then tells me she also found it offensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow....really.  Obama is Hitler?   That must really offend the skin heads.   I am sure Obama will heard up all of the Jews, put us in a train and take us to the "showers" next week.  The whole symbolism they are trying to fire up is lame. Yes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Hitler&lt;/span&gt; was a fascist, Obama may be moving towards socialism, but no matter you political affiliation, we are all  Americans.  Any American with the education of a third grader should be offended by this kind of crap. Assholes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/darren/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040928939579139174-6907067069054955858?l=thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/feeds/6907067069054955858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040928939579139174&amp;postID=6907067069054955858' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/6907067069054955858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/6907067069054955858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/2009/07/not-funny.html' title='Not Funny'/><author><name>thoughtweaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180101845875298346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SKXs60qZpzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-IpqbgXV9II/S220/IMG_2162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SnETBADqnmI/AAAAAAAAAlA/jUBPFpHfa9w/s72-c/IMG00089.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040928939579139174.post-7133185758794966943</id><published>2009-07-28T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T13:44:24.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fine.......</title><content type='html'>So three people still care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am to old for bachelor parties. Three days in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cabo&lt;/span&gt;, 100 degrees, 28 holes of golf, and a large quantity of adult beverages can really take a toll.  It is now Tuesday and I still feel like poop.  The good thing is that I really only foresee a few couple more of these things in the future.  Don't get me wrong had an amazing time, but it sucked the life out me. But when you are a groomsman and have known the groom (Tyler) since the third grade you need to step it up. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; what men do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of what men do...&lt;br /&gt;Anne and I have a another little bundle of joy on the way, sometime around new years.  We are very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;excited&lt;/span&gt;. I actually look forward to having a tiny little baby &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;around&lt;/span&gt; again, even if they just poop and sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow that was exhausting..... more posts to come, and Alex pictures.  Need to get back to work or take a nap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040928939579139174-7133185758794966943?l=thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/feeds/7133185758794966943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040928939579139174&amp;postID=7133185758794966943' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/7133185758794966943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/7133185758794966943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/2009/07/fine.html' title='Fine.......'/><author><name>thoughtweaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180101845875298346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SKXs60qZpzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-IpqbgXV9II/S220/IMG_2162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040928939579139174.post-1941107091459952265</id><published>2009-06-23T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T11:20:08.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Really?</title><content type='html'>Do people still check this thing?  I have been asked by  people lately why there is no new content.  If you are reading this, then you can't be saying "he's full of shit, no one cares". Are you reading this??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have a lot to bitch about, and good stuff as well.  Maybe I need to get on  this thing again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIP MJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040928939579139174-1941107091459952265?l=thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/feeds/1941107091459952265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040928939579139174&amp;postID=1941107091459952265' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/1941107091459952265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/1941107091459952265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/2009/06/really.html' title='Really?'/><author><name>thoughtweaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180101845875298346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SKXs60qZpzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-IpqbgXV9II/S220/IMG_2162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040928939579139174.post-4175734154281250122</id><published>2009-02-24T11:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T09:40:48.828-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Longer than Expected Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SaRKX46k58I/AAAAAAAAAXo/axgs91adS0U/s1600-h/IMG_1446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; clear: both; float: left;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SaRKX46k58I/AAAAAAAAAXo/axgs91adS0U/s320/IMG_1446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SaRKX8UPNaI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JeVl-V_5v9s/s1600-h/IMG_1384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; clear: both; float: left;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SaRKX8UPNaI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JeVl-V_5v9s/s320/IMG_1384.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Day before Valentines day we decided to head up the Cabin.  We knew that there was snow on the ground from a previous storm, and that more could possibly be on the way.  (I know this is old news, but I liked the pictures.) Thank god I did a dry run with the chains.  Long story short we saw a lot of weather, including snow.  It was beautiful and quite relaxing.  The little guy was having a good time and it was nice to get away.  We came home a couple of days later than expected.  Enjoy the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SaRKYEepUoI/AAAAAAAAAX4/NBDHeq3YuWY/s1600-h/IMG_1397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; clear: both; float: left;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SaRKYEepUoI/AAAAAAAAAX4/NBDHeq3YuWY/s320/IMG_1397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SaRKYFDO3-I/AAAAAAAAAYA/VG3-_0CWUjc/s1600-h/IMG_1421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; clear: both; float: left;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SaRKYFDO3-I/AAAAAAAAAYA/VG3-_0CWUjc/s320/IMG_1421.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; 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float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SZ4z2zVSKWI/AAAAAAAAAWo/bYw_rK8hpKk/s320/IMG00254.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304734427674454370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Press Release:  Homer Simpson has been named head of product development at Jimmy Dean.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040928939579139174-9004719449956110404?l=thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/feeds/9004719449956110404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040928939579139174&amp;postID=9004719449956110404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/9004719449956110404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/9004719449956110404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/2009/02/are-you-kidding-me.html' title='Are you kidding me?'/><author><name>thoughtweaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180101845875298346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SKXs60qZpzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-IpqbgXV9II/S220/IMG_2162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SZ4z2zVSKWI/AAAAAAAAAWo/bYw_rK8hpKk/s72-c/IMG00254.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040928939579139174.post-5544742966945766940</id><published>2009-02-13T08:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T08:53:58.667-08:00</updated><title type='text'>torture is good</title><content type='html'>Something for the big "O" to ponder next time he thinks about the "GITMO"  inmates......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T. B. Bechtel, a City Councilman from London Ontario, was asked on  a local live radio talk show, just what he thought of the allegations of torture  of the Iraqi prisoners. His reply prompted his ejection from the studio, but to  thunderous applause from the audience.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; HIS  STATEMENT:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 'If hooking up an Iraqi prisoner's nuts to  a car's battery cables will save just one Canadian's life, then I have just  three things to say,'&lt;br /&gt; 'Red is positive, Black is negative,  and&lt;br /&gt; Make sure his nuts are wet.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040928939579139174-5544742966945766940?l=thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/feeds/5544742966945766940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040928939579139174&amp;postID=5544742966945766940' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/5544742966945766940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/5544742966945766940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/2009/02/torture-is-good.html' title='torture is good'/><author><name>thoughtweaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180101845875298346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SKXs60qZpzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-IpqbgXV9II/S220/IMG_2162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040928939579139174.post-3527594934858564972</id><published>2009-02-10T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T07:27:12.597-08:00</updated><title type='text'>update- she should be shot also</title><content type='html'>&lt;span name="intelliTxt" id="intelliTXT"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOS ANGELES —  The Southern California mother of octuplets receives $490 a month in food stamps and three of her first six children are disabled and receiving federal assistance, her publicist confirmed Monday evening.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040928939579139174-3527594934858564972?l=thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/feeds/3527594934858564972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040928939579139174&amp;postID=3527594934858564972' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/3527594934858564972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/3527594934858564972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/2009/02/update-she-should-be-shot-also.html' title='update- she should be shot also'/><author><name>thoughtweaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180101845875298346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SKXs60qZpzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-IpqbgXV9II/S220/IMG_2162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040928939579139174.post-7911106532481738393</id><published>2009-02-07T07:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T07:46:02.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ocutplets and the Wild Animal Park</title><content type='html'>This unemployed bimbo who had these 8 children (bringing the grand total to 14) should have her uterus ripped from her body. The Fertility Doctor who made this possible should be shot. The more I hear about this, the more irritated I become. Being a father of just one child I can attest that children need a great deal of attention, love and nurturing. She is a single mother, who will not be able to provide this to her kids. Has anyone seen this lady interviewed. Ahhhhhhh..... I wanted to throw some&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SY2ro8cjCfI/AAAAAAAAAVo/F55ARGu3ZL0/s1600-h/IMG_1293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; clear: both; float: left;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SY2ro8cjCfI/AAAAAAAAAVo/F55ARGu3ZL0/s320/IMG_1293.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;thing at the TV. &lt;br /&gt;We took our ONE child to the Wild Animal Park.  Such an outing would be nearly impossible with 14 kids.  Unless you exploit them to the fullest extent possible (as I am sure she will) and travel with a team of nannies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SY2rpOy-oMI/AAAAAAAAAVw/Dw-u6wAIfVo/s1600-h/IMG_1269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; clear: both; float: left;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SY2rpOy-oMI/AAAAAAAAAVw/Dw-u6wAIfVo/s320/IMG_1269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040928939579139174-7911106532481738393?l=thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/feeds/7911106532481738393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040928939579139174&amp;postID=7911106532481738393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/7911106532481738393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/7911106532481738393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/2009/02/ocutplets-and-wild-animal-park.html' title='Ocutplets and the Wild Animal Park'/><author><name>thoughtweaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180101845875298346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SKXs60qZpzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-IpqbgXV9II/S220/IMG_2162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SY2ro8cjCfI/AAAAAAAAAVo/F55ARGu3ZL0/s72-c/IMG_1293.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040928939579139174.post-7802758813448823384</id><published>2009-01-04T21:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T21:28:31.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SWGXoIOYc0I/AAAAAAAAAVM/48uqwqdGCxY/s1600-h/New+years+2008+at+Cabin+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; clear: both; float: left;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SWGXoIOYc0I/AAAAAAAAAVM/48uqwqdGCxY/s400/New+years+2008+at+Cabin+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What  a lovely holiday season.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hanukkah&lt;/span&gt; and Christmas were great.  Took Alex for his first cabin trip. Lucky for us there was a ton of snow.  As you can see he enjoyed it quite a bit.  Just spent a lot of time with our families. Can't complaint about that. If anyone still reads this... Have a great New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SWGXoTtE-7I/AAAAAAAAAVU/jB1tFDzM6LU/s1600-h/New+years+2008+at+Cabin+171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; clear: both; float: left;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SWGXoTtE-7I/AAAAAAAAAVU/jB1tFDzM6LU/s400/New+years+2008+at+Cabin+171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040928939579139174-7802758813448823384?l=thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/feeds/7802758813448823384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040928939579139174&amp;postID=7802758813448823384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/7802758813448823384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/7802758813448823384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>thoughtweaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180101845875298346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SKXs60qZpzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-IpqbgXV9II/S220/IMG_2162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SWGXoIOYc0I/AAAAAAAAAVM/48uqwqdGCxY/s72-c/New+years+2008+at+Cabin+022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040928939579139174.post-3920441599700052192</id><published>2008-12-14T21:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T21:46:26.632-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reasons I would rather watch movies at home</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't have to sit in a dark room with a bunch of strangers who talk, smell, kick the back of my seat, hog the arm rest, spill crap up hill of me, and are fat and sitting next to me an entering my personal space&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I control the volume&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can pause the movie whenever I want&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can use the rest room and miss nothing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can get up and get food and miss nothing (not overpriced crap)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Alcohol is served in my movie theater&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I control the air temperature&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It is a lot cheaper&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My dog can watch it at my side&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can usually skip the coming previews&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It starts when I want it to start&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can talk when I want (at the theater some people still do this)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The couch is much more comfortable&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can put my feet up&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can wear limited clothing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If I fall asleep I can watch it later&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have much more space to put stuff down other than the lone cup holder&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;I feel like I am missing something, so I reserve the right to amend this list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040928939579139174-3920441599700052192?l=thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/feeds/3920441599700052192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040928939579139174&amp;postID=3920441599700052192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/3920441599700052192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/3920441599700052192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/2008/12/reasons-i-would-rather-watch-movies-at.html' title='Reasons I would rather watch movies at home'/><author><name>thoughtweaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180101845875298346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SKXs60qZpzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-IpqbgXV9II/S220/IMG_2162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040928939579139174.post-1035684035584617584</id><published>2008-12-09T21:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:19:32.649-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back</title><content type='html'>I really have been neglecting the blog.  Shame on me. So much good stuff and so much irritating stuff.  Just not enough time to write about it.  This time the good stuff. Alex is now one. He had been taking like five steps at a time.  Then on his birthday, he walked about ten steps. Now he is walking all over the place. I made a child and he now walks. Simply amazing.   New ball game. No walking pics but we do have the video of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other night the moon, Venus and Jupiter had the closest conjunction for like the next 60 years. Went out and snapped some pics before the marine layer rolled in.  The bright one is Venus because it is much closer, but much smaller than Jupiter.  Click on the pic and it looks much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/ST9a2vVtmmI/AAAAAAAAAUM/yYRJDZdLxmc/s1600-h/IMG_0442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; clear: both; float: left;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/ST9a2vVtmmI/AAAAAAAAAUM/yYRJDZdLxmc/s320/IMG_0442.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/ST9a21vnYJI/AAAAAAAAAUU/Ravbaoh1Dvo/s1600-h/IMG_0387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; clear: both; float: left;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/ST9a21vnYJI/AAAAAAAAAUU/Ravbaoh1Dvo/s320/IMG_0387.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alex and Pop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex at the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex and his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;BDay&lt;/span&gt; cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/ST9a3RjPspI/AAAAAAAAAUk/0rSFVKp77EM/s1600-h/089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; clear: both; float: left;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/ST9a3RjPspI/AAAAAAAAAUk/0rSFVKp77EM/s320/089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The conjunction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/ST9a3M6W9HI/AAAAAAAAAUc/ncTV3Tx0EpM/s1600-h/143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; clear: both; float: left;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/ST9a3M6W9HI/AAAAAAAAAUc/ncTV3Tx0EpM/s320/143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040928939579139174-1035684035584617584?l=thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/feeds/1035684035584617584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040928939579139174&amp;postID=1035684035584617584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/1035684035584617584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/1035684035584617584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back'/><author><name>thoughtweaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180101845875298346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SKXs60qZpzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-IpqbgXV9II/S220/IMG_2162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/ST9a2vVtmmI/AAAAAAAAAUM/yYRJDZdLxmc/s72-c/IMG_0442.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040928939579139174.post-812752327966361112</id><published>2008-11-26T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T21:24:45.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>Sometimes life does not go the way we like and things are not perfect.  Yet if you look over your shoulder there is plenty of good and things to be thankful for.  Happy Thanksgiving.  I apologize for neglecting the blog- I will be back.  If I forget happy big #1 Alexander.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040928939579139174-812752327966361112?l=thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/feeds/812752327966361112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040928939579139174&amp;postID=812752327966361112' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/812752327966361112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/812752327966361112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>thoughtweaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180101845875298346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SKXs60qZpzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-IpqbgXV9II/S220/IMG_2162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040928939579139174.post-6035604282164312394</id><published>2008-11-05T07:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T08:01:39.549-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts On Obama and the election</title><content type='html'>When I first started this blog, I said it was pretty amazing that either a woman vice president or African American president would come to be.  Well it may not have came out in the end the way that I wanted, but nonetheless it is still an amazing story and does demonstrate how far this country has come.  Obama is an amazing speaker, last nights speech will likely go down as one of the most historic of this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note I have already found a common ground with Obama.  He wants a playoff system for college football.  So Mr. President Elect,  as your first act abolish the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;BCS&lt;/span&gt;!  I think this will unite all people, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mexican&lt;/span&gt;, disabled, white, black, red state, blue state...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040928939579139174-6035604282164312394?l=thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/feeds/6035604282164312394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040928939579139174&amp;postID=6035604282164312394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/6035604282164312394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/6035604282164312394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/2008/11/thoughts-on-obama-and-election.html' title='Thoughts On Obama and the election'/><author><name>thoughtweaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180101845875298346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SKXs60qZpzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-IpqbgXV9II/S220/IMG_2162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040928939579139174.post-8407250773426942046</id><published>2008-10-30T15:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T15:49:11.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>See the title of the Blog</title><content type='html'>Why do people have to make their vehicles louder? Motorcycles are the worst, but cars are annoying as well.  I don't care if it is a Honda or a big truck.  You are lame and clearly compensating for something else.  The best is when you see some douche bag on a motorcycle wearing ear plugs.  Seriously I have seen this a number of times. I have to listen to that crap, but your ears are to delicate?  I just don't get it?  What am I missing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SQo3dSjLxWI/AAAAAAAAAKk/iYaozKVNUAY/s1600-h/IMG00187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SQo3dSjLxWI/AAAAAAAAAKk/iYaozKVNUAY/s200/IMG00187.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263080090870990178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note When I take the kids on a walk I always come across this sign.  I understand it is about public safety, but what's with the person?  To me it says: Watch out for the prancing and skipping homosexual children wearing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;yamakas&lt;/span&gt; and knee high socks playing in the street. They really could not come up with a better depiction of a playing child.  Frankly I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt; people who are on the street corners supporting Prop 8 have not had this taken down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the Prop 8  thing (after a number of heated conversations with my wife and others)I have decided to vote no.  I would rather be aligned with homosexuals (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;preferably&lt;/span&gt; hot lesbians) than the religious right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040928939579139174-8407250773426942046?l=thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/feeds/8407250773426942046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040928939579139174&amp;postID=8407250773426942046' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/8407250773426942046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/8407250773426942046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/2008/10/see-title-of-blog.html' title='See the title of the Blog'/><author><name>thoughtweaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180101845875298346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SKXs60qZpzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-IpqbgXV9II/S220/IMG_2162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SQo3dSjLxWI/AAAAAAAAAKk/iYaozKVNUAY/s72-c/IMG00187.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040928939579139174.post-7001624160210086593</id><published>2008-10-09T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T21:29:21.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Killer amoung us</title><content type='html'>Hannah has been unable to catch the mole.  Although I believe she has literally been marking her territory where the little bastards did (or do) their business.  The area not had any new destruction in a while.  The moles can smell Hannah's stench, sense a predator and have left the yard.  So, as any animal with natural instinct to kill, (god love her) she has decided to focus on sweet little bunnies.  Hannah has a history of killing mice, rats, birds, and even a squirrel.  Well today she expanded her resume.                         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in San Diego and called Anne to see how Alex as doing (he had a temperature).  Anyways she frantically tells me how she lets Hannah into the backyard.  Hannah sees a bunny and makes a b-line for it.  apparently bunnies are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; the smartest animals in the world.  Instead of hopping over to the hole under the fence where it breached the security if my yard, it decided to head in the opposite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;direction&lt;/span&gt;.  Poor Choice.  She corners the Bunny in the rose bushes and emerges from the roses with the bunny in her jaws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I am home I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;praising&lt;/span&gt; her.  The bunnies come into my yard eat the grass and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;foliage&lt;/span&gt; while leaving their little turds all over the place.  They are nothing more than fancy looking rats.  Anyways, Anne comes into the yard and sees Hannah with the bunny in her mouth and shaking it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;vigorously&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Carnivores&lt;/span&gt; do this to break the preys neck and render them defenseless.  The bunny looks at Anne and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;shrieks&lt;/span&gt;.  A sound she will never forget.  Anne yells for Hannah to drop the bunny  which she does.  The bunny does not move until I return home and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;resuscitate&lt;/span&gt; it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;/span&gt; right, she broke the neck.  It was dead.  I disposed of the carcass over the fence.  I expect the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;coyotes&lt;/span&gt; to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;particularly&lt;/span&gt; active tonight.  I know it is sick but I am really proud of Hannah.  She is protecting the integrity &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; the yard, while feeding her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;natural&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;tendencies&lt;/span&gt;.  Good Girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SO7P5xlLc-I/AAAAAAAAAFU/II27DUTAliI/s1600-h/rabbit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SO7P5xlLc-I/AAAAAAAAAFU/II27DUTAliI/s200/rabbit.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255366406656717794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stew Anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SO7RNgVCpbI/AAAAAAAAAFc/mNujB7SwJk8/s1600-h/alex.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SO7RNgVCpbI/AAAAAAAAAFc/mNujB7SwJk8/s200/alex.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255367845134640562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am proud of my puppy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040928939579139174-7001624160210086593?l=thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/feeds/7001624160210086593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040928939579139174&amp;postID=7001624160210086593' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/7001624160210086593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/7001624160210086593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/2008/10/killer-amoung-us.html' title='Killer amoung us'/><author><name>thoughtweaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180101845875298346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SKXs60qZpzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-IpqbgXV9II/S220/IMG_2162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SO7P5xlLc-I/AAAAAAAAAFU/II27DUTAliI/s72-c/rabbit.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040928939579139174.post-1813613462873297667</id><published>2008-10-07T11:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T20:40:53.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is this is to funny to be real?</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1 class="head"&gt;Man Named Fox Wrecks Car After Picking Up 'Dead' Fox&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span name="intelliTxt" id="intelliTXT"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt; A man who decided to take home a fox he hit on the road wrecked his SUV after the animal he thought was dead revived.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p&gt;Tommy Fox ran over the fox last Wednesday near Dover, Tenn., as he returned home from work, the Leaf Chronicle reports.&lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p&gt;Thinking the animal was dead, he decided to take the animal home to cut off its tail as a souvenir, Dale &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Grandstaff&lt;/span&gt; of the Tennessee Wildlife Resources Agency told the paper.&lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p&gt;"The tails are real bushy and pretty and thick this time of year," &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Grandstaff&lt;/span&gt; said.&lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p&gt;Instead, the driver flipped his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;GMC&lt;/span&gt; Jimmy trying to keep the fox — that had awoken in the backseat — from biting him, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Grandstaff&lt;/span&gt; told the paper.&lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p&gt;Fox suffered minor injuries and bruises, the Leaf Chronicle reports. The fox died, though it was unclear if it was from initial injuries or the subsequent wreck of the vehicle.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040928939579139174-1813613462873297667?l=thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/feeds/1813613462873297667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040928939579139174&amp;postID=1813613462873297667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/1813613462873297667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/1813613462873297667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/2008/10/is-this-is-to-funny-to-be-real.html' title='Is this is to funny to be real?'/><author><name>thoughtweaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180101845875298346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SKXs60qZpzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-IpqbgXV9II/S220/IMG_2162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040928939579139174.post-1934013599735181309</id><published>2008-09-25T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T06:53:47.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Please Stop!</title><content type='html'>If I hear one more network or cable goon refer to Governor Palin's husband as the "first dude" I may projectile vomit.  It is lame.  I hear it and read it and it just seems so wrong.   Maybe we should call the next first lady the "first chick"?  I am sure that would fly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040928939579139174-1934013599735181309?l=thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/feeds/1934013599735181309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040928939579139174&amp;postID=1934013599735181309' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/1934013599735181309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/1934013599735181309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/2008/09/please-stop.html' title='Please Stop!'/><author><name>thoughtweaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180101845875298346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SKXs60qZpzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-IpqbgXV9II/S220/IMG_2162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040928939579139174.post-8189567654213514750</id><published>2008-09-23T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T20:45:59.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love the law</title><content type='html'>&lt;span name="intelliTxt" id="intelliTXT"&gt;      &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OKLAHOMA CITY —  The Oklahoma Supreme Court on Tuesday disbarred a former judge who served prison time for using a sexual device while presiding over trials.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p&gt;Former Creek County District Judge Donald Thompson, 61, was accused of using a "penis pump" in court and convicted in June 2006 on four counts of indecent exposure.&lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p&gt;Thompson was released in April after serving 20 months of a four-year prison term and has had to register as a sex offender. He was suspended from the bar association in late 2006.&lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p&gt;The opinion written by Supreme Court Justice John Reif states that discipline less than disbarment has been imposed in cases involving felony convictions.&lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p&gt;"However, the nature of the crimes in this matter led this Court to conclude that nothing less than disbarment is appropriate. The conduct was not isolated, having occurred over a fairly lengthy period of time and on four separate occasions," Reif wrote.&lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p&gt;Thompson maintained during trial that the device was given to him as a gag gift by a hunting buddy and denied ever using it during trials. The Supreme Court said he never responded to requests for a hearing on his disbarment.&lt;/p&gt;                                  &lt;!-- QUIGO --&gt;        &lt;!-- QUIGO --&gt;          &lt;p&gt;Thompson's attorney, Clark Brewster, said Thompson never had any intention of practicing law after he resigned in 2004 when the allegations were first made.&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040928939579139174-8189567654213514750?l=thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/feeds/8189567654213514750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040928939579139174&amp;postID=8189567654213514750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/8189567654213514750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/8189567654213514750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-love-law.html' title='I love the law'/><author><name>thoughtweaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180101845875298346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SKXs60qZpzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-IpqbgXV9II/S220/IMG_2162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040928939579139174.post-3336429916331736007</id><published>2008-09-21T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T21:18:38.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Burgers</title><content type='html'>BEFORE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SNcYHiGJFaI/AAAAAAAAAE8/nb29Q1obXRw/s1600-h/jack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SNcYHiGJFaI/AAAAAAAAAE8/nb29Q1obXRw/s200/jack.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248690408414320034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SNcYslvyHPI/AAAAAAAAAFE/8ARQycmnE2g/s1600-h/IMG00171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SNcYslvyHPI/AAAAAAAAAFE/8ARQycmnE2g/s200/IMG00171.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248691045049441522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFTER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack you are my hero.  In my opinion &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Fudruckers&lt;/span&gt; has just about the best burger money can buy.  Last week Tom and I who are frequent patrons of this fine establishment &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;introduced&lt;/span&gt; it to Jack. We always wondered who could eat the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Pound burger&lt;/span&gt;?  Well we found our guy.  Yes he conquered the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Pound&lt;/span&gt; with bacon and cheese.  The amazing part was that he did it with out any ill effects.  Jack you the man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;&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/3040928939579139174-3336429916331736007?l=thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/feeds/3336429916331736007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040928939579139174&amp;postID=3336429916331736007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/3336429916331736007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/3336429916331736007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/2008/09/burgers-and-lions.html' title='Burgers'/><author><name>thoughtweaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180101845875298346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SKXs60qZpzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-IpqbgXV9II/S220/IMG_2162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SNcYHiGJFaI/AAAAAAAAAE8/nb29Q1obXRw/s72-c/jack.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040928939579139174.post-408042879777658439</id><published>2008-09-16T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T21:07:03.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mom</title><content type='html'>On &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt; Mom turns the big " ?". Out of respect for her I will not utter the number. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;What&lt;/span&gt; I will say is that she does not look or act it. You're the best, love ya mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the mole front, it looks as if my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;constant&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bombardment&lt;/span&gt; of the area (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Shock&lt;/span&gt; and awe) over the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;weekend&lt;/span&gt; may be working. I filled more holes and on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;other side&lt;/span&gt; of the fence pulled up more roots and beat the crap out of the ground with an ax and shovel. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;neighbors&lt;/span&gt; must &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;think&lt;/span&gt; I am insane. ( like I care) Since the weekend there have been no mole sightings or signs of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt; bastard. I will keep my fingers crossed. I do appreciate some of the ideas and sympathy that has come in from readers of this blog. CM I like a the propane idea. Even if it is not effective it involves fire. I would try to scare them to my neighbors yards, but one has no grass and a bunch of concrete and the other yard looks like they park a car on the lawn. I think both would be unappealing for a mole. If everything stays copacetic I will need to re sod a bit, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;I want&lt;/span&gt; to make sure he is gone. I think I will give it a couple of weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040928939579139174-408042879777658439?l=thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/feeds/408042879777658439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040928939579139174&amp;postID=408042879777658439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/408042879777658439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/408042879777658439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-birthday-mom.html' title='Happy Birthday Mom'/><author><name>thoughtweaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180101845875298346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SKXs60qZpzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-IpqbgXV9II/S220/IMG_2162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040928939579139174.post-2387793588311075568</id><published>2008-09-12T10:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T10:31:05.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WMD's ???</title><content type='html'>I still can't kill the little bastard. The last two nights the mole went into the area where I extract dirt from the tunnel and set the trap.  Each morning the tunnel is filled back up and the trap is not set off.  (It really is not a "trap" since it kills it) So I am now considering poison.  I can place it in tunnels on the other side of the fence?   Of course the Commander and Chief is against this, a.k.a my wife.  I may have to do some special interest lobbying.  Sorry for all  of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;political&lt;/span&gt; jargon, I guess it is just the season.  Wish me luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040928939579139174-2387793588311075568?l=thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/feeds/2387793588311075568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040928939579139174&amp;postID=2387793588311075568' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/2387793588311075568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/2387793588311075568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='WMD&apos;s ???'/><author><name>thoughtweaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180101845875298346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SKXs60qZpzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-IpqbgXV9II/S220/IMG_2162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040928939579139174.post-1826792220779828794</id><published>2008-09-10T07:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T07:21:18.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>While I pursue moles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SMfVkw9Jh0I/AAAAAAAAAEk/DE4IzRfrKds/s1600-h/africa.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SMfVkw9Jh0I/AAAAAAAAAEk/DE4IzRfrKds/s200/africa.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244395118689617730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I try to eliminate a mole from my yard, Kevin is after much more interesting animals in the bush.  When he has been in Africa, we periodically have conversations via Blackberry Messenger which also allows pictures to be sent.  It sounds like they are having an amazing time.  They have seen all kinds of wildlife and even some fornicating lions.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;roaaaaaaaaaaaaar&lt;/span&gt;!  I wish he provided a picture of that as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mole was back in the yard yesterday. I found a main tunnel that had 3 other little tunnels branching off of it.  I inserted in another "destroyer", then flooded the tunnels and lastly dumped in a bunch of the hogs blood and Pepper.  I will not rest until this is resolved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040928939579139174-1826792220779828794?l=thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/feeds/1826792220779828794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040928939579139174&amp;postID=1826792220779828794' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/1826792220779828794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/1826792220779828794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/2008/09/while-i-pursue-moles.html' title='While I pursue moles'/><author><name>thoughtweaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180101845875298346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SKXs60qZpzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-IpqbgXV9II/S220/IMG_2162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SMfVkw9Jh0I/AAAAAAAAAEk/DE4IzRfrKds/s72-c/africa.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040928939579139174.post-1027769447456476146</id><published>2008-09-07T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T07:43:07.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The War Front</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SMSdSzT53zI/AAAAAAAAAEc/A4vfnt8SpDY/s1600-h/IMG00164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SMSdSzT53zI/AAAAAAAAAEc/A4vfnt8SpDY/s200/IMG00164.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243488812502998834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home from the vacation to find that a mole had started to build a compound in the yard.  I am pretty sure it was a mole jihad training camp.  Anyways, with out Hannah on the prowl the little bastards had free reign of the yard.  Like most patriotic Americans I take pride in my lawn. When the enemy attacks and degrades our sovereign territory (the lawn) there is only one option, destroy the bastards. (note: If this was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Obama's&lt;/span&gt; back yard he would sit down, try to speak to them and ask them to leave.) So woke up early Sunday and went to the local arms dealer, a.k.a. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Lowes&lt;/span&gt;.  They set me up with the above, some dried hogs blood mixed with pepper powder, and this metal contraption that you place over the hole.  The pictured Giant Destroyer was a smart weapon.  Light the fuse place it in a hole and when it smokes cover the hole.  Then find the other holes where smoke is escaping and cover them.  The idea is to suffocate the little bastards.  Good fun.  I then ripped out a bunch of ground cover with an extensive root system on the other side of the fence.  Based on my extensive research I believed that the ground cover was  supplying food for the grubs.  Moles live primarily on grubs.  Then fertilized the lawn and placed the powder around the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;perimeter&lt;/span&gt; of the yard.  They are blind, and rely on smell to get around.  The hogs blood and pepper should help repel the  moles.  Hopefully the war is won.  If another mound and hole appear I will use the gadget that sits over the hole and spears the mole when it is triggered. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another major irritant on Sunday the Charger Game was not televised in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;OC&lt;/span&gt;.  Instead we got the Browns and Cowboys. What a joke.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040928939579139174-1027769447456476146?l=thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/feeds/1027769447456476146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040928939579139174&amp;postID=1027769447456476146' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/1027769447456476146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/1027769447456476146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/2008/09/war-front.html' title='The War Front'/><author><name>thoughtweaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180101845875298346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SKXs60qZpzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-IpqbgXV9II/S220/IMG_2162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SMSdSzT53zI/AAAAAAAAAEc/A4vfnt8SpDY/s72-c/IMG00164.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040928939579139174.post-7677139733697778957</id><published>2008-09-05T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T11:09:38.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmmmmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SMGGZt74pNI/AAAAAAAAAEU/WkpuW0seiyA/s1600-h/090308_palinstories.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SMGGZt74pNI/AAAAAAAAAEU/WkpuW0seiyA/s200/090308_palinstories.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242619217621591250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******THIS IS NOT REAL.  AN INDIVIDUAL WHO SHALL REMAIN UNNAMED THOUGHT THIS WAS REAL.  9/12/08&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040928939579139174-7677139733697778957?l=thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/feeds/7677139733697778957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040928939579139174&amp;postID=7677139733697778957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/7677139733697778957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/7677139733697778957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/2008/09/hmmmmmm.html' title='hmmmmmm'/><author><name>thoughtweaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180101845875298346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SKXs60qZpzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-IpqbgXV9II/S220/IMG_2162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SMGGZt74pNI/AAAAAAAAAEU/WkpuW0seiyA/s72-c/090308_palinstories.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040928939579139174.post-2925226425072054352</id><published>2008-09-04T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T21:11:23.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SMCvnvog6DI/AAAAAAAAAD8/-37wWaqBuGU/s1600-h/AlexTux.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242383063595411506" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SMCvnvog6DI/AAAAAAAAAD8/-37wWaqBuGU/s200/AlexTux.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040928939579139174-2925226425072054352?l=thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/feeds/2925226425072054352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040928939579139174&amp;postID=2925226425072054352' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/2925226425072054352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/2925226425072054352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-much-going-on.html' title='Mr. Man'/><author><name>thoughtweaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180101845875298346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SKXs60qZpzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-IpqbgXV9II/S220/IMG_2162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SMCvnvog6DI/AAAAAAAAAD8/-37wWaqBuGU/s72-c/AlexTux.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040928939579139174.post-6564608190684330196</id><published>2008-08-28T07:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T07:22:05.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is good about this country</title><content type='html'>Despite our various political affiliations and views this has already been a truly historic election season.  The Democratic nominee is an African American.   The close second for the Democratic nomination was a woman.  Lastly, from what I have read and heard Joe Lieberman a Jew is still in the running for the veep stakes and has been given a long hard look by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;McCain&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ultimately&lt;/span&gt; though I feel that because of  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Lieberman's&lt;/span&gt; Democratic roots  and the fact it would not be looked upon favorably by the staunch conservatives this will not occur. Nonetheless this is all remarkable and indicative of how far this country has come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040928939579139174-6564608190684330196?l=thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/feeds/6564608190684330196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040928939579139174&amp;postID=6564608190684330196' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/6564608190684330196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/6564608190684330196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-is-good-about-this-country.html' title='What is good about this country'/><author><name>thoughtweaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180101845875298346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SKXs60qZpzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-IpqbgXV9II/S220/IMG_2162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040928939579139174.post-7369316500134806435</id><published>2008-08-27T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T12:47:30.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop Signs</title><content type='html'>It drives me nuts when the guy at an intersection is on the side where there is no stop sign and he Stops. Because I am stopped does not mean you need to stop. Do you think that they forgot to put a stop sign where you are? Or are you just an idiot? Or both? I say both. Please let this serve as a public service announcement.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040928939579139174-7369316500134806435?l=thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/feeds/7369316500134806435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040928939579139174&amp;postID=7369316500134806435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/7369316500134806435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/7369316500134806435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/2008/08/stop-signs.html' title='Stop Signs'/><author><name>thoughtweaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180101845875298346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SKXs60qZpzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-IpqbgXV9II/S220/IMG_2162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040928939579139174.post-7108228912355560080</id><published>2008-08-25T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T10:02:48.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day at the Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SLLltTssaRI/AAAAAAAAADc/TtZWKBt4-mI/s1600-h/IMG_2645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SLLltTssaRI/AAAAAAAAADc/TtZWKBt4-mI/s320/IMG_2645.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;                                                                               Mr. Man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SLLltycIvoI/AAAAAAAAADk/SxLNduAxGs4/s1600-h/IMG_2649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SLLltycIvoI/AAAAAAAAADk/SxLNduAxGs4/s320/IMG_2649.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;                                                                                 Mr. Man and Grandpa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SLLlt7RY4qI/AAAAAAAAADs/7swegresfFo/s1600-h/IMG_2656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SLLlt7RY4qI/AAAAAAAAADs/7swegresfFo/s320/IMG_2656.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;                                                                                 Pop in his whites&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SLLluMfs0YI/AAAAAAAAAD0/7aWdSzTaR5A/s1600-h/IMG_2662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SLLluMfs0YI/AAAAAAAAAD0/7aWdSzTaR5A/s320/IMG_2662.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;                                                                                 Playing in the Sand&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040928939579139174-7108228912355560080?l=thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/feeds/7108228912355560080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040928939579139174&amp;postID=7108228912355560080' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/7108228912355560080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/7108228912355560080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/2008/08/day-at-beach.html' title='Day at the Beach'/><author><name>thoughtweaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180101845875298346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SKXs60qZpzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-IpqbgXV9II/S220/IMG_2162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SLLltTssaRI/AAAAAAAAADc/TtZWKBt4-mI/s72-c/IMG_2645.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040928939579139174.post-2744747115124937726</id><published>2008-08-24T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T09:51:20.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An irrtant</title><content type='html'>Assholes who throw their cigarette butts out of the car (or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;anywhere&lt;/span&gt; else for that matter) while driving. What you don't want to dirty your ash tray? Don't want your car to smell like crap.  Idiots- I really hate any type of littering no matter how small.  I am for sure not Mr. Green, but we try here.  A few months back we started to religiously recycle- It is really amazing how much can go into the Brown Bin.  I guess every little bit helps.  I will  be able to sleep at night when we purchase another SUV.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040928939579139174-2744747115124937726?l=thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/feeds/2744747115124937726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040928939579139174&amp;postID=2744747115124937726' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/2744747115124937726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/2744747115124937726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/2008/08/irrtant.html' title='An irrtant'/><author><name>thoughtweaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180101845875298346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SKXs60qZpzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-IpqbgXV9II/S220/IMG_2162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040928939579139174.post-5523491526079314870</id><published>2008-08-24T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T10:16:06.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sat was a Good Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SLGPiuB-CdI/AAAAAAAAACs/Adebg54YbYw/s1600-h/IMG_2626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SLGPiuB-CdI/AAAAAAAAACs/Adebg54YbYw/s320/IMG_2626.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Heard the little guy wake up from his slumber, and look what we found. He now stands up in the crib. Looks very proud of himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SLGPi822EpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/aRiXwcjR-ss/s1600-h/IMG_2636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SLGPi822EpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/aRiXwcjR-ss/s320/IMG_2636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Playing with the water toys with the Girls. What a ladies man. Thanks Jen and Dave we had a great time at the BBQ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SLGPi5b_6fI/AAAAAAAAAC8/zISIUYr9668/s1600-h/IMG_2640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SLGPi5b_6fI/AAAAAAAAAC8/zISIUYr9668/s320/IMG_2640.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Camping time? &lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040928939579139174-5523491526079314870?l=thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/feeds/5523491526079314870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040928939579139174&amp;postID=5523491526079314870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/5523491526079314870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/5523491526079314870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/2008/08/sat-was-good-day.html' title='Sat was a Good Day'/><author><name>thoughtweaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180101845875298346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SKXs60qZpzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-IpqbgXV9II/S220/IMG_2162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SLGPiuB-CdI/AAAAAAAAACs/Adebg54YbYw/s72-c/IMG_2626.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040928939579139174.post-7015168130045622193</id><published>2008-08-22T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T13:27:51.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pop messing with Nigerian Con Artist</title><content type='html'>I know this is long, but it is very amusing.  My grandfather lately has taken to messing with Internet con artist.  They are usually from Nigeria.  Typically they say they have a bank account with funds, either from a long lost relative or some other source that they want to provide to you.  The catch is you need to send them some money so that they can  process the whole thing.  The first email is in the bottom. I think it is hilarious, but maybe that is because I am a little twisted like pop. Enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mrs. Johnson, I am sorry for the delay, but can Yorkie (I have already decided to name him Yorkie) Isn't that a great name for him??  Will he be able to survive the climate in Africa until than?  Would it be possible for you to get the balance so we would not have to wait? I have tried desperately to get the other $100.00. I really have nothing worthwhile to sell. If you can't wait, Yorkies health should be the first consideration, but I only have the $100,00 and won't have the rest until September 12th. You will have to decide what to do. what's best for Yorkie. I am humbled and depressed, but what can I do. I have already made a mental attraction to little Yorkie.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sincerely, Mr G&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nicole johnson &lt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:njohnson212@gmail.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;njohnson212@gmail.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt; wrote:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay when you get the remaining $100, you should let me know. Try toget it on time because i dont have much time.Do email me as soon as possible.Nicole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On 8/22/08, Grandpa wrote:&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Dear Mrs Johnson, Please have patience. I borrowed $100.00 and I hope I can&gt; raise the other $100.00. I am trying my best to borrow the other $100,00&gt; with a promisarry note on my Social Security. So far I have not been&gt; successful. I will not get my Social Security check until 12th of September.&gt; I am very upset. In the meanwhile I have taken the $100.00 and put it in an&gt; envelope marked Yorkie. Please take care of that little lovaable dog until&gt; than. Please have patience. I will not use that $100.00 even for food. I am&gt; very very upset. It is not good being old and poor. Sincerely, Mr G&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nicole johnson wrote:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your email. i am more than convinced that you will take good care of my baby. I will not like to use any other shipping agent beuase i cant afford my baby to be maltreated on his way to you. People arround told me that the shipping agent is very good and has been helping people in the neigbourhood with the shipping need for quite a while. I believe we can make it happen. I will be able to raise the sum of $200 too. I will get shipping agent payment information and have it sent to you&gt;for payment while i will pay my own part of the money.&gt;Thanks very much for giving the puppy a home. May God bless you richly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Nicole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On 8/22/08, Grandpa wrote:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mrs Johnson, I am very disappointed. I do not have $400.00 for the shipping. As I stated in my previous mail I am a senior senior citizen and rely on my Social Security for substinance. Rarely do I have enough money through the end of the month, and have to borrow to get me through the end of the month. I would love a&gt; little Yorkie, but the most I can raise for the shipping is $200.00. Perhaps you can find a less expensive method to ship that poor little dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely Mr G&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nicole johnson wrote:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for getting back to me. i am happy that my baby will finally be going to a home where he willget the care he deserves. I attached the pictures of the puppy,His name is&gt; tenis. he is AKC registered and all shots are up to date. very friendly with kids. The next step is the registration for the shipping of the puppy, So I want you to get back to me with your shipping details as follow so that i can start the shipping arrangement immediately... Full names as appeared on your Id card or driving licence The nearest airport to you Your phone number State; City:Zipcode:  I will start the shipping arrangement immediately Please if you know  that you are not going to take very good care of my baby, do not reply me because i am not giving because of bad condition or anything i am only&gt; giving this puppy out because we dont have time to take care of the puppy again due to the mission work before us here NOTE AGAIN: I AM GIVING YOU THE PUPPY BECAUSE I DONT HAVE TIME TO TAKE CARE OF HER ANYMORE AND THE WEATHER CONDITION HERE. The puppy is in good condition,So get back to me with your shipping  informations so that i can carry out shipping immediately.And the total&gt; shipping fee is $400 USD Only Okay? And no other fee Okay? ..So the puppy is&gt; ready to go now.I awaits your response. God bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On 8/21/08,  Grandpa wrote&lt;/strong&gt;: Dear Nicole, I am sorry for your plight and of the poor puppy. Can you tell me  what the cost would be to have the puppy sent to me.I'm a senior citizen and can't afford to much of an outlay. Please advise. Mr G&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; nicole johnson wrote:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY NAME IS NICOLE JOHNSON, I AND MY HUSBAND ARE ON A CHRISTIAN MISSION TO&gt; AFRICA AND I CAME ALONG WITH MY PUPPY. AFTER A WHILE I NOTICE THAT THE AFRICAN WEATHER IS NOT GOOD FOR THE PUPPY AND I HAVE NOT BEEN ABLE TO TAKE GOOD CARE OF HIM THE WAY I ALWAYS DO BECAUSE OF  MY JOB. I NEED A SOMEONE TO ADOPT HIM AND TAKE CARE OF HIM THE WAY I ALWAYS DO. IF  YOU CAN TAKE CARE OF HIM DO SEND A REPLY AND I WILL EMAIL YOU HIS PICTURES. I HOPE TO READ FROM YOU. REGARDS,  NICOLE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040928939579139174-7015168130045622193?l=thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/feeds/7015168130045622193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040928939579139174&amp;postID=7015168130045622193' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/7015168130045622193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/7015168130045622193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/2008/08/pop-messing-with-nigerian-con-artist.html' title='Pop messing with Nigerian Con Artist'/><author><name>thoughtweaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180101845875298346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SKXs60qZpzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-IpqbgXV9II/S220/IMG_2162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040928939579139174.post-8709976238305192299</id><published>2008-08-21T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T21:22:49.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SK4-_IkckkI/AAAAAAAAABs/b9viYtNDD2A/s1600-h/manlady.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237192671031497282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SK4-_IkckkI/AAAAAAAAABs/b9viYtNDD2A/s200/manlady.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We should have given her a nut check.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040928939579139174-8709976238305192299?l=thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/feeds/8709976238305192299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040928939579139174&amp;postID=8709976238305192299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/8709976238305192299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/8709976238305192299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/2008/08/we-should-have-given-her-nut-check.html' title=''/><author><name>thoughtweaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180101845875298346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SKXs60qZpzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-IpqbgXV9II/S220/IMG_2162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SK4-_IkckkI/AAAAAAAAABs/b9viYtNDD2A/s72-c/manlady.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040928939579139174.post-8653572937836252863</id><published>2008-08-21T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T21:10:28.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>door to door salesman</title><content type='html'>If you really had such an excellent product would you need to go door to door to sell it?  Try an infomercial? The dudes wearing white shirts and clip on ties were stalking the neighborhood today. I need to come up with some act if I am home when they come to the house again.  Maybe invite them in for a drink?  Pour my self  scotch and have a lively discussion?  I assume they were Mormons. I could tell them about their sinner UPS counter part. Dirty bastard.  May be I will just let Hannah go after them? Do Mormons carry mace?  What actually works pretty well is the "I am a Jew" while pointing at the mezzuzah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040928939579139174-8653572937836252863?l=thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/feeds/8653572937836252863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040928939579139174&amp;postID=8653572937836252863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/8653572937836252863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/8653572937836252863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/2008/08/door-to-door-salesman.html' title='door to door salesman'/><author><name>thoughtweaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180101845875298346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SKXs60qZpzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-IpqbgXV9II/S220/IMG_2162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040928939579139174.post-4292820136438707048</id><published>2008-08-21T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T14:31:19.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If this man looses we are moving to Canada-I like what the polls are showing as of late.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SK3eZtPvYNI/AAAAAAAAABk/SRpz_MkRt9I/s1600-h/posterblog_win.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237086474925465810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SK3eZtPvYNI/AAAAAAAAABk/SRpz_MkRt9I/s200/posterblog_win.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040928939579139174-4292820136438707048?l=thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/feeds/4292820136438707048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040928939579139174&amp;postID=4292820136438707048' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/4292820136438707048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/4292820136438707048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/2008/08/if-this-man-looses-we-are-moving-to.html' title='If this man looses we are moving to Canada-I like what the polls are showing as of late.'/><author><name>thoughtweaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180101845875298346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SKXs60qZpzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-IpqbgXV9II/S220/IMG_2162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SK3eZtPvYNI/AAAAAAAAABk/SRpz_MkRt9I/s72-c/posterblog_win.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040928939579139174.post-7284950518184929530</id><published>2008-08-21T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T09:17:55.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blackberry</title><content type='html'>If this works the blog will or can also be mobile. Sweet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040928939579139174-7284950518184929530?l=thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/feeds/7284950518184929530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040928939579139174&amp;postID=7284950518184929530' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/7284950518184929530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/7284950518184929530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/2008/08/blackberry.html' title='blackberry'/><author><name>thoughtweaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180101845875298346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SKXs60qZpzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-IpqbgXV9II/S220/IMG_2162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040928939579139174.post-3373080212931669914</id><published>2008-08-21T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T07:35:24.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Good Stuff</title><content type='html'>I can be a negative person. I know that.  So much good around me I should also touch on that once in a while, hence the name change of the blog.  Posting about the good may also help to temper my negativity?  On the pads &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt; game show they have ups and downs every day.  When time is short maybe this is the way to go.  For instance, Up: starting to get  very excited about my brother and peps wedding, Down: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Peavy&lt;/span&gt; blows the game after being spotted a 4 run lead in the first.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040928939579139174-3373080212931669914?l=thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/feeds/3373080212931669914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040928939579139174&amp;postID=3373080212931669914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/3373080212931669914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/3373080212931669914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/2008/08/good-stuff.html' title='The Good Stuff'/><author><name>thoughtweaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180101845875298346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SKXs60qZpzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-IpqbgXV9II/S220/IMG_2162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040928939579139174.post-5478629605291879870</id><published>2008-08-20T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T09:33:38.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Padres</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;              What a joke.  They have traded away future Hall of Famer Greg Maddux.  He was just about the only reason to watch that lousy team, besides peavy.  I don't remember the last time I was so disinterested in baseball.  Good thing football is right around the corner.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;               On another sport note.You know what bugs me?  When people give me hard time about being a Trojan Fan.  My wife's entire Family went to USC- most importantly my wife.  Frankly I really did not pay much attention to College Football prior to meeting my wife.  Anyone who questions this can piss off.   San Diego State is a Joke and UCSB does not have a team.  I guess I just happened to come into the family at a good time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040928939579139174-5478629605291879870?l=thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/feeds/5478629605291879870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040928939579139174&amp;postID=5478629605291879870' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/5478629605291879870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/5478629605291879870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/2008/08/padres.html' title='The Padres'/><author><name>thoughtweaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180101845875298346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SKXs60qZpzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-IpqbgXV9II/S220/IMG_2162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040928939579139174.post-7305119065662905386</id><published>2008-08-18T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T07:55:41.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Weekend</title><content type='html'>Spending time with the boy is the best- that was Sat. Really was a wonderful day. Took a long walk from North beach to the pier and back. Like Ted Leightner always says, "Chamber of Commerce day".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does my Dog want to eat almost all small dogs? Maybe the little ankle biters have such a resemblance to rabbits? Who knows. If your dog is small enough to carry around in a purse it should not be walked where other dogs are, especially if they have yippity little barks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole dog though brings me to something that I saw about a month ago- that still pisses me off when I think about it.......&lt;strong&gt;Assholes who drive around with there dogs in the back of their trucks. &lt;/strong&gt;It is cruel and dangerous. I saw a dog fall out of a truck while the truck turned in front of me on Pomerado road in San Diego. The dog had on a leash, so instead of just falling out it got dragged for about 10-15 yards. Geniuses. They fortunately saw what happened and stopped the car not to far from where I was at the light. I don't remember the last time I was this pissed. I rolled down my widow- while traffic was waiting behind me (the light turned green) and yelled a number of expletives at the idiots. Made my blood boil. Would you put your kid in the back of your truck moron? I don't think the dog was to badly injured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irritant- People who talk during your back swing (religiously). Highlight of the weekend- the little guy at the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more irritant- putting up a piece of shit tent in the wind at the beach. My wife is right, we should have purchased an easy up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040928939579139174-7305119065662905386?l=thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/feeds/7305119065662905386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040928939579139174&amp;postID=7305119065662905386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/7305119065662905386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/7305119065662905386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/2008/08/weekend.html' title='The Weekend'/><author><name>thoughtweaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180101845875298346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SKXs60qZpzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-IpqbgXV9II/S220/IMG_2162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040928939579139174.post-8698968898109802703</id><published>2008-08-15T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T13:46:32.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First thing that comes to mind</title><content type='html'>The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mormon&lt;/span&gt; UPS guy that comes into my office bugs me. First of all he admitted to my wife that he starred at her breast (she used to be in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;office&lt;/span&gt;). He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; apologized to her, I imagine that was uncomfortable. OK so maybe I hold a grudge &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;against&lt;/span&gt; him, but he tries to make small talk with me. Just drop &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;off&lt;/span&gt; the shit and Leave, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;what&lt;/span&gt; brown can do for me! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;hmmmm&lt;/span&gt; that felt good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040928939579139174-8698968898109802703?l=thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/feeds/8698968898109802703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040928939579139174&amp;postID=8698968898109802703' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/8698968898109802703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/8698968898109802703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-thing-thawt-comes-to-mind.html' title='First thing that comes to mind'/><author><name>thoughtweaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180101845875298346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SKXs60qZpzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-IpqbgXV9II/S220/IMG_2162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040928939579139174.post-4645752760665454265</id><published>2008-08-15T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T13:27:38.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the reason we are here</title><content type='html'>not here as in earth. Here reading this blog.  The mind never stops-sometimes life is strange and in my eyes always needs to be analyzed.  Whether it be something that annoys me, drives me insane, or I just find it interesting this blog will serve as my therapy.  During a recent drive to Newport with my wife...I began a typical rant about something that pissed me off during the drive.  My wife, does not appreciate negativity and unfortunately a great deal that comes out of my mouth can be negative.  I don't think I am a "negative" person, maybe I just call it how I see it and I see things differently than most people.  Who knows.  Anyways &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;during&lt;/span&gt; this rant I thought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; a blog (My wife &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;recommended&lt;/span&gt; a diary or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;journal&lt;/span&gt;) may be a good way to vent or just be used as an avenue for the little voice in my head to express it self.  So here it begins.  Not even sure if I will share this anyone? Maybe my Grandfather?  I think it may upset my wife from time to time, but it also may be less annoying if it is not permeating from my lips.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040928939579139174-4645752760665454265?l=thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/feeds/4645752760665454265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040928939579139174&amp;postID=4645752760665454265' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/4645752760665454265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040928939579139174/posts/default/4645752760665454265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsandirritants.blogspot.com/2008/08/reason-we-are-here.html' title='the reason we are here'/><author><name>thoughtweaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180101845875298346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yEYIdw0Irqk/SKXs60qZpzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-IpqbgXV9II/S220/IMG_2162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
