<?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-16537598</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:12:51.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scott's Thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottisblack.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16537598/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottisblack.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>MrBlack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15124501046013838745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16537598.post-114540571514597511</id><published>2006-04-18T16:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T17:15:15.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Talk</title><content type='html'>Oh Father I can't, I can't get through. I've been trying hard to reach you, cause I don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man life is pretty messed up eh?  I have been having some psycho issues with stress lately.  I've been through tougher times in my life then now - for sure - but for some reason there was this massive stress build up that was attacking me on an almost daily basis.  When I think about it - things shouldn't be THAT stressful for me right now, but for some reason my body has hit the panic button on a number of occassions due to stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other night I thought I was going to literally fall to pieces and I'm not even sure what brought it on.  I just finished playing a game of poker and I was going to bed and a huge wave of panic hit me.  I really wish I could explain the feeling and I'm sure someone out there has experienced something similar, but the best way to describe it would be just sheer panic.  The only thing I could think of other than screaming my lungs off was looking at old pictures I had in my room and just trying to rewind to an earlier point in my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's weird because I'm pretty happy right now, I'm healthier than I've been in a long time because I've been exercising at the GYM and running 5-6 times a week, and I have been doing pretty darn well in school too.  I just came off a pretty severe bought of insomnia over the strike break, but since then I've been sleeping like a baby mostly and I've been getting along with Danielle fine too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole situation doesn't seem to add up but I imagine there's a good reason for it all...I  guess lately I just haven't given my self a chance to just stop and think about what the heck I am doing lately or even reflect on how far I've come.  All I know is stress is a pretty scary thing when you dont' deal with it.  It doesnt' matter how healthy/happy/or anything you are, it can still creep up on you and smash you upside the head if you let it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but feel that if I hadn't started exercising recently my body might of not handled the stress as well.  Here's to exercise and good health.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16537598-114540571514597511?l=scottisblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottisblack.blogspot.com/feeds/114540571514597511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16537598&amp;postID=114540571514597511' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16537598/posts/default/114540571514597511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16537598/posts/default/114540571514597511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottisblack.blogspot.com/2006/04/lets-talk.html' title='Let&apos;s Talk'/><author><name>MrBlack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15124501046013838745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16537598.post-114434133808113210</id><published>2006-04-06T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T09:35:46.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Booya-casha</title><content type='html'>It's about 12:47 pm and I just got back from 3 tests at school.  I think I didn't pretty darn well on all 3 so a lot of stress has just lifted away....ahhhh feels good.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure more stress will be coming soon, but that's 4 tests this week and 4 good marks so I can't ride that wave for a week or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, it's a pretty nice day out today so I might have a little run and then maybe go in the backyard and try to get some sunshine on this pale body of mine.  I find it strange that I can be dark in the summer and then I'm all of the sudden casper the ghost by midwinter.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this is all I got for now, I better run before I decide I'm too lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out ladies and gents.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16537598-114434133808113210?l=scottisblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottisblack.blogspot.com/feeds/114434133808113210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16537598&amp;postID=114434133808113210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16537598/posts/default/114434133808113210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16537598/posts/default/114434133808113210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottisblack.blogspot.com/2006/04/booya-casha.html' title='Booya-casha'/><author><name>MrBlack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15124501046013838745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16537598.post-114347979644192088</id><published>2006-03-27T09:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T09:37:26.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to reality</title><content type='html'>The strike is over (which is suppose is a good thing) but the mad rush for finding a decent co-op position is on.  I think we're going to stay a week late in school to make up for lost time and just miss exam week, which is fine, but it's going to mean my shop class is going to be a huge pain to try and make up.  It takes me long enough to complete some of the projects and now it will be even more of a rush.  I suppose I can make up some extra classes so I shouldn't get too bent out of shape.  It just seems there's so much to worry about for the next few weeks, it's going to be a stress factory for the next while.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suprisingly though, today I am quite calm and contented in spite of the fact that I have to spend a few solid hours studying some mind-numbingly-boring stuff. My main concern is just getting a solid job this summer....More and more I am thinking that I would rather get a high paying non co-op job then a low paying school related one.  Who knows though, I will be happy when that is sorted out either way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...Better get at it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16537598-114347979644192088?l=scottisblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottisblack.blogspot.com/feeds/114347979644192088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16537598&amp;postID=114347979644192088' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16537598/posts/default/114347979644192088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16537598/posts/default/114347979644192088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottisblack.blogspot.com/2006/03/back-to-reality.html' title='Back to reality'/><author><name>MrBlack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15124501046013838745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16537598.post-114250011855642016</id><published>2006-03-15T22:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T01:14:42.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To the Rap War brothas</title><content type='html'>You wanna run wit my crew, hah?&lt;br /&gt;Rule the rhyme world and crunch lettas like I do?&lt;br /&gt;They call me the king of the e-leet&lt;br /&gt;got all my lyrics printed out on my bed sheets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think you gunna be a big rappa? &lt;br /&gt;tryin' to get yo thrillz with all yo ghetto chatta&lt;br /&gt;Droppin' all these lines tryin' to cre-ate laffta?&lt;br /&gt;Are you good or bad? I'm afraid it's the latta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These rhymes you  writin' are just a disaster&lt;br /&gt;I see you rubbin' yo heads tryin to make them think fasta&lt;br /&gt;While your brains is crashin, mine is multitaskin,&lt;br /&gt;it does all my work without me even askin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I know that it killz &lt;br /&gt;but Y'won't be payin' the billz, &lt;br /&gt;with yo poor' artistic skillz.&lt;br /&gt;Ya'll be throwin' dice for thrillz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what I'm sayin to ya'll is so simple and clear&lt;br /&gt;Think yo betta then me? Get tha F--- outta here'!&lt;br /&gt;Straight up - I'll just leave you this tip from the masta&lt;br /&gt;don't mess the best or you'll lose like a bastad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word...Life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16537598-114250011855642016?l=scottisblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottisblack.blogspot.com/feeds/114250011855642016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16537598&amp;postID=114250011855642016' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16537598/posts/default/114250011855642016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16537598/posts/default/114250011855642016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottisblack.blogspot.com/2006/03/to-rap-war-brothas.html' title='To the Rap War brothas'/><author><name>MrBlack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15124501046013838745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16537598.post-114135611231378293</id><published>2006-03-02T19:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T19:21:52.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Engineer, slow down this old train.</title><content type='html'>Another day, another blog, and more writers block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One would think it would be easy to come up with something intelligable to write, considering I don't write very often.  I guess not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just going to start typing and see what comes out. Here I am typing away at 60 words per minute (Give or take 40 words per minute).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So....I'm on my break right now.  I haven't really done anything productive the entire week.  Not unless you call playing poker, eating pizza, drinking coke, and watching friggin American Idol, productive.  Nope I really haven't done much that the average person would proud of.  I suppose I shouldn't be too hard on myself because this is a time to relax and regroup for the rest of the term, but it's been a while since I've accomplished so little in one week.  I haven't even really seen much of Danielle so it's not like I've been able to score a ton of brownies either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I bored? Not really, I don't get bored very easily because I can always think of something pointless to do.  Trivial is my middle name....actually today it's W...for winner, because I won a few poker games. haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes this is my life right now.  I'm sure I'll look back in a couple weeks and be like "Why didn't you use this time more wisely?".  The answer is simple.  My name is Scott Black.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16537598-114135611231378293?l=scottisblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottisblack.blogspot.com/feeds/114135611231378293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16537598&amp;postID=114135611231378293' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16537598/posts/default/114135611231378293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16537598/posts/default/114135611231378293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottisblack.blogspot.com/2006/03/engineer-slow-down-this-old-train.html' title='Engineer, slow down this old train.'/><author><name>MrBlack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15124501046013838745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16537598.post-114022158680351989</id><published>2006-02-17T15:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T16:13:06.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fax Jockies Spinnin' Green Webs</title><content type='html'>That title makes no sense.....&lt;br /&gt;Or does it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your thoughts?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16537598-114022158680351989?l=scottisblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottisblack.blogspot.com/feeds/114022158680351989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16537598&amp;postID=114022158680351989' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16537598/posts/default/114022158680351989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16537598/posts/default/114022158680351989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottisblack.blogspot.com/2006/02/fax-jockies-spinnin-green-webs.html' title='Fax Jockies Spinnin&apos; Green Webs'/><author><name>MrBlack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15124501046013838745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16537598.post-113986462152690234</id><published>2006-02-13T12:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T13:03:44.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What exactly is there to write about</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6165/1572/1600/pk5.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6165/1572/320/pk5.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm I'm not exactly sure what there is to write about today. I am waiting for my computer to finish formatting and I have nothing better to do right now, but I can't think of anything interesting to write about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be doing homework pretty soon. I'm so annoyed at this project that is due tomorrow, I really have no frigging clue what I'm supposed to do with it. I could get an A - I could fail - I have no idea that's the frustrating part. The teacher that gave us the assignment really gave us very little instruction on what to do. A couple weeks ago he had a heart attack though and now we have a different teacher...It's kinda messed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   On a side note if you ever wanna see a good movie go out to your nearest video store and get a copy of "The Burbs".&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/Black%20Family/Desktop/pk8.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16537598-113986462152690234?l=scottisblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottisblack.blogspot.com/feeds/113986462152690234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16537598&amp;postID=113986462152690234' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16537598/posts/default/113986462152690234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16537598/posts/default/113986462152690234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottisblack.blogspot.com/2006/02/what-exactly-is-there-to-write-about.html' title='What exactly is there to write about'/><author><name>MrBlack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15124501046013838745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16537598.post-113887705745027736</id><published>2006-02-02T02:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T02:44:17.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>woops</title><content type='html'>I wrote a blog yesterday but I guess I didn't send it properly ....argh....anyways right now it's 5:45 in the morning and i'm pretty cold and definately tired.  I think I might just fall asleep in the shower.......zee zee zee zee zee zee........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16537598-113887705745027736?l=scottisblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottisblack.blogspot.com/feeds/113887705745027736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16537598&amp;postID=113887705745027736' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16537598/posts/default/113887705745027736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16537598/posts/default/113887705745027736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottisblack.blogspot.com/2006/02/woops.html' title='woops'/><author><name>MrBlack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15124501046013838745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16537598.post-113882826774922624</id><published>2006-02-01T12:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T02:41:57.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The man with the Mustache</title><content type='html'>Well It's been a while folks. I guess I haven't wrote a blog since last year. Quite a few things have happened since then too, but I am not so certain that it is anything particularly interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is going fairly well (I think). I just had my second test today, and hopefully I did reasonably well on in it. There's lots of projects and stuff that are starting to pile up so I am starting to feel the stress coming back to healthly levels again. Plus shop class is pretty intense as far as having to work your butt off or risk not getting everything done for the end of the semester. I really have to maintain a 80 average in order to guarentee myself a chance at a good co-op placement. Actually to be perfectly honest I'm not even sure what level of involvement the school has in getting me a co-op placement...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danielley and I are doing quite well I'd say considering we haven't had a whole lot of alone time. The Elllis household is pretty cramped these days with John and Robyn all moved in, although it really doesn't bother me at all aside from the fact that Danielle and I need more time alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys (including myself) have been playing poker religiously every week on Wednesdays and we've been getting some pretty solid games going. A number of people have been doing well lately (including myself I guess) although some people are in a bit of a funk....well...at least one person. I won't name names ....for the sake of anonymity we'll call him Clayton J. - no wait that's too obvious - we'll call him C. Jones.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I'm apparently watching the superbowl on Sunday with some friends. I'm not a big football fan to say the least but the guy I'm watching it with is not well lately (he's passed out a couple times at work) so I wanna spend some time with the dood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways that's my blog for today I gotta jet for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16537598-113882826774922624?l=scottisblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottisblack.blogspot.com/feeds/113882826774922624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16537598&amp;postID=113882826774922624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16537598/posts/default/113882826774922624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16537598/posts/default/113882826774922624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottisblack.blogspot.com/2006/02/man-with-mustache.html' title='The man with the Mustache'/><author><name>MrBlack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15124501046013838745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16537598.post-113562208343998910</id><published>2005-12-26T10:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T10:34:43.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas to you all</title><content type='html'>Hope everyone had a good Christmas.  Here's to a good New Years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going shopping with Todder today....(yes...on boxing day...sigh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually Todd's not doing any shopping to my knowledge, but he's coming along for moral support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways just wanted to say Merry Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cam, Clayton?  We gotta get a poker game going tomorrow night.  Todder is in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16537598-113562208343998910?l=scottisblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottisblack.blogspot.com/feeds/113562208343998910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16537598&amp;postID=113562208343998910' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16537598/posts/default/113562208343998910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16537598/posts/default/113562208343998910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottisblack.blogspot.com/2005/12/merry-christmas-to-you-all.html' title='Merry Christmas to you all'/><author><name>MrBlack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15124501046013838745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16537598.post-113519470300078058</id><published>2005-12-21T10:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T11:51:43.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Banana Banana Banana Banana Terracotta Pie!</title><content type='html'>Terracotta Pie! - HEY!   &lt;br /&gt;Terracotta Pie! - HEY!&lt;br /&gt;Terracotta Pie! - HEY!&lt;br /&gt;Terracotta Pie!...&lt;br /&gt;Banana banana banana banana terracotta banana terracotta terracotta pie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahah GET THE WORDS OUT OF MY HEAD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, it's quite nice to be done School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been pretty cool, and will get even cooler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)  Had a good time with Danielle watching Narnia which was a pretty cool kids movie.&lt;br /&gt;2)  Good Pong and working out with Cam...(clayton beat us in Ping Pong and Cam got second in two 45 person online tournemanets)&lt;br /&gt;3)  Had an awesome talk with Breanna. &lt;br /&gt;4) Tonight is a super big poker game with everyone from Kurt, to Rob, to Chris joining us.&lt;br /&gt;5) Tomorrow we're all off to Kyle's for a little Turkey and good times...(Maybe some jenga..haha)&lt;br /&gt;6) Then Friday all my geek friends and I are getting ready to play geeky games like Axis And Allies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways Merry Christmas to all and that's all for now folks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16537598-113519470300078058?l=scottisblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottisblack.blogspot.com/feeds/113519470300078058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16537598&amp;postID=113519470300078058' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16537598/posts/default/113519470300078058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16537598/posts/default/113519470300078058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottisblack.blogspot.com/2005/12/banana-banana-banana-banana-terracotta.html' title='Banana Banana Banana Banana Terracotta Pie!'/><author><name>MrBlack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15124501046013838745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16537598.post-113262317045249978</id><published>2005-11-21T17:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T17:39:12.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>17 more days....</title><content type='html'>17 more days in the semester....(i think)....hang in there Scott Black.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16537598-113262317045249978?l=scottisblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottisblack.blogspot.com/feeds/113262317045249978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16537598&amp;postID=113262317045249978' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16537598/posts/default/113262317045249978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16537598/posts/default/113262317045249978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottisblack.blogspot.com/2005/11/17-more-days.html' title='17 more days....'/><author><name>MrBlack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15124501046013838745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16537598.post-113207879120837641</id><published>2005-11-15T09:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T10:19:51.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heaven ain't Philly Cream Cheese</title><content type='html'>hahaha...the very thought of that sentence makes me laugh.  Heaven ain't Philly Cream cheese. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cam Jones and I went to the Promise keepers this weekend, and we had a great time, again. Great worship, great fellowship, and great speakers. After a few hours of speakers and worship on Friday night we went back to one of the hotel rooms for pizza and vodka. Just kidding about the Vodka part. Craig kept throwing this one liner "Heaven ain't Philly Cream cheese" and re-introducing himself to u&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6165/1572/1600/pk_logo_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6165/1572/320/pk_logo_01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;s saying "Hey My name is Craig". It was enough to send Cam and I in to a few fits of laughter...I'm not sure if it's the ridiculouslness of what he's saying or his laugh afterwards but we both find it hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After having a good chunk of pizza, we retired to our rooms where we were staying with Rick Vanbeesen and another guy named Dave whom I had roomed with 2 years ago. I knew Rick snored but I figured we would have no trouble getting to sleep because we were all exhausted. I certainly ended up being wrong about that. Rick's snoring was really loud and random, and it was impossible to stop thinking about and fall asleep. Actually Cam Jones got lucky and fell alseep for about an our til 2:30am, but unfortunately was woken up to the sounds of Rick getting up and crawling into the bathtub. Apparently Rick was so fed up from being poked ,because he was snoring, he figured he would get a better sleep in there. When we realized where Rick was we insisted he come back to sleep on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a frustrating couple hours of trying to sleep, Rick and Dave decided it would be best if they got their nicotine levels up so they went out for a smoke. Dave told Rick that if he went back to bed before Rick, then we would all probably fall asleep quickly and the snoring wouldn't be a problem. So Dave came back in after that smoke and several minutes after that (about 2:45AM) we all fell asleep....for the most part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:00am comes and we get a freaking wake up call. (Thanks Ralph LOL). I couldn't quite understand why we needed to get up at 5:00am considering we had reserved seating and the conference was at 8:30am and no more then 5 minutes away. Nevertheless, the first wake up call comes and then again at 5:10am. Cam Jones then say something along the lines of "I didn't have much trouble falling asleep the first time Rick was snoring but the second time (after their cigarette) I could barely sleep at all."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....I laid there and tried to procress what he said, half asleep. Then I looked back over to the other bed and Rick wasn't even there. I said "Cam, Rick never came back after his cigarette at 2:30".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What? You're joking right?"&lt;br /&gt;"No I'm serious!"&lt;br /&gt;haha....Cam could of sworn he heard someone snoring from the other side of the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had listened to Dave sleep for a while and he did not snore to my knowledge. Plus I am a light sleeper and I am pretty sure I would of heard him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So apparently Cam was dreaming the whole thing, unless there was a ghost in our room that was snoring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just thought I would share that little story in case anyone was amused by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of promise keepers was great...Denis' singing(or yelling whatever you want to call it), hackey sacking during breaks/lunch, and great speakers that actually did a great job of keeping us all awake an interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was my Birthday and Danielley made a nice cheesecake for me and invited people over and everything. It was a good time. Thankyou Danielle :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only story I have from my Birt&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/Black%20Family/Desktop/pk_logo_01.gif" alt="" /&gt;hday get-to-gether, was I spilled hot tea on my crotch...Thank goodness for underwear or it might of been worse. It wasn't just a little bit of tea either. I was lucky.. hahah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16537598-113207879120837641?l=scottisblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottisblack.blogspot.com/feeds/113207879120837641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16537598&amp;postID=113207879120837641' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16537598/posts/default/113207879120837641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16537598/posts/default/113207879120837641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottisblack.blogspot.com/2005/11/heaven-aint-philly-cream-cheese.html' title='Heaven ain&apos;t Philly Cream Cheese'/><author><name>MrBlack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15124501046013838745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16537598.post-113081648232852548</id><published>2005-10-31T19:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T14:46:18.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by Breanna Dawn</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;10 years ago:&lt;/strong&gt; 10 Years ago I was in grade 8 in Mrs. Moffatts Class, probably goofing off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 years ago:&lt;/strong&gt; I was believe I was jobless at the time, after hurting my back....Bowling like 3-4 times a week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 year ago:&lt;/strong&gt; I was about a week into my Job with Emerson in St.Thomas.  Dating my girly girl Danielle too of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday:&lt;/strong&gt;  Watched the Leafs play Florida and win 2-1.  Made some parts in Shop Class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 snacks I enjoy:&lt;/strong&gt;  Chocolate Chip Ice Cream sandwiches, Peanut Butter and Jam Sandwiches, Tea, Nuts, Cereal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 things I would do with 100 million dollars:&lt;/strong&gt; Help our Church build a church, Give some to Family, Buy a sweet house with a sweet poker Table, Invest a good chunk of it, Buy Danielle a Life time supply of chocolate and flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 places I would run away to:&lt;/strong&gt; I wouldn't...this is a stupid question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 things I wouldn't be caught dead in:&lt;/strong&gt; Plaid, Turtlenecks, Pink shirts, Ankle socks, Womens Underwear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 favourite shows:&lt;/strong&gt; Seinfeld, Hockey Night in Canada, Nature Documentaries...I'm not really sure what else I don't watch much TV on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 bad habits:&lt;/strong&gt; Making Triangles, Picking my teeth and cutting my gums with my nails, Forgetting my cell phone at the Jones', Driving with my knees....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 biggest joys:&lt;/strong&gt; God, Danielle, Cats, Home Cooked Meals, Sport/Games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 favourite toys:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;1) G.I. Joe with the Kung-Fu action grip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;2) Nintendo with the extra-graphics-microchip &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;3) Tackle football with rocks, and sticks, and knives, and pain 4) Truck with the four wheel drive train 5) Wizard who needs food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tagging:&lt;/strong&gt; Your Mother&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16537598-113081648232852548?l=scottisblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottisblack.blogspot.com/feeds/113081648232852548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16537598&amp;postID=113081648232852548' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16537598/posts/default/113081648232852548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16537598/posts/default/113081648232852548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottisblack.blogspot.com/2005/10/tagged-by-breanna-dawn.html' title='Tagged by Breanna Dawn'/><author><name>MrBlack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15124501046013838745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16537598.post-113080364857852179</id><published>2005-10-31T15:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T16:07:28.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back for those who still care!</title><content type='html'>So I realize it's been about 4 weeks or so since my last blog.  I apoligize to those who actually care to read about my boring life.  I am not sure why I decided to stop, but It's probably because I had a whole whack of tests to worry about and I was letting the stress of it all get the better of me.  Plus I was behind in shop class (and still may be) however I think I'm getting a better handle on that now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister got married a few weeks ago as pretty much everyone knows.  It was quite an event actually.  A lot of our relatives showed up; even a few unexpected ones.  I have to say, if my wedding could be half that fun I would be impressed.  It was great to see everyone again especially my Grandma who flew in from Vancouver with my Aunt and Uncle.  She has an uncanny ability to make me cry like every time I see her, I can't even explain it.  Danielle knows what I mean because she has been there like both times it's happened in the last couple years haha.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The craziest thing about my sisters wedding was my Mom's wedding speech.  She left everyone in our family floored.  She took the tune to one of my Grandfathers old classic song's that he played for us when we were kids and made up her own lyrics about Erin.  It was an so good that it basically made everyone in our family just sit there in stunned silence.  It's not that it was sad or anything like that, on the contrary it was quite funny, but none of us realized that our Mother was capable of anything like that.  My other sister Alyson and I were sitting there like "This is our Mother??", and my Dad was even holding back tears (as he later admitted) and couldn't believe "this was the woman (he) married".  I'm not sure how everyone unrelated to the family thought of my Mom's song, but she made us very proud of her that day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way to go Momma.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16537598-113080364857852179?l=scottisblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottisblack.blogspot.com/feeds/113080364857852179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16537598&amp;postID=113080364857852179' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16537598/posts/default/113080364857852179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16537598/posts/default/113080364857852179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottisblack.blogspot.com/2005/10/im-back-for-those-who-still-care.html' title='I&apos;m back for those who still care!'/><author><name>MrBlack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15124501046013838745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16537598.post-112836964388472086</id><published>2005-10-03T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T13:00:43.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6165/1572/1600/capt.nyeg30209250141.senators_penguins_nyeg302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="284" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6165/1572/320/capt.nyeg30209250141.senators_penguins_nyeg302.jpg" width="285" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So October 5th is a pretty huge day for a couple of reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing it's the starting of the NHL! I swear, this has been one of the longest Septembers ever.... Sindey Crosby (The NHL's number 1 draft pick), Mario Lemeuix and the Pitsburgh Penguins are in New Jersey accompanied by their exciting new team of superstars. Also, the Leafs are playing against Ottawa with their new players such as Eric Lindros, Jason Allison and Jeff O'neill. It should all be very interesting. Go Leafs and go Pens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other reason October 5th is a big day is because all my relatives (that I see like once in a blue moon, including my Grandma) are coming to stay at our house. I know for some people that would be hell on Earth but I'm pretty happy to get a chance to see my sweet old Grandma and some of my relatives from Vancouver. I know my Grandma probably doesn't have too many years left so it's always pretty emotional when we get to see her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only kick in the pants is that my shop class goes til like 10 that night so it sucks because I won't be home in time to really see my Grandma Wednesday night. However, she is staying til Tuesday of next week so that's alright.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16537598-112836964388472086?l=scottisblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottisblack.blogspot.com/feeds/112836964388472086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16537598&amp;postID=112836964388472086' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16537598/posts/default/112836964388472086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16537598/posts/default/112836964388472086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottisblack.blogspot.com/2005/10/crazy-wednesday.html' title='Crazy Wednesday'/><author><name>MrBlack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15124501046013838745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16537598.post-112818654846767566</id><published>2005-10-01T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T10:09:08.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Burned</title><content type='html'>So Thursday I come home school at about 4PM with one thing on my mind haha...The poker chips that I was sure would be coming via UPS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure enough, I get home and there is a big fat 40 pound package sitting inside my front door. My first inclination was to just tear the thing apart without even thinking, however, I remembered Clayton had begged me to wait until he was around to open it (as he is getting half of the chips). So I called the Jones' and Clayton picked up the phone. The first thing I did was tell him that there was a hidden charge of 67 bucks tacked on to the package because of some Customs on Delivery BS charge. We were both pretty mad but that feeling quickly was overshadowed by the growing excitement about seeing our chips. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I go to the Jones' and we get a knife and open up the package. This is where any of the excitement went away for me. My worst fears had come true as about 6 of the 10 trays that carry the poker chips are cracked beyond repair with big chunks missing from them. I've never said so many obscenities in my entire life. (just &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6165/1572/1600/glo_ent_takeoff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6165/1572/320/glo_ent_takeoff.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;kidding) FRIGGIN UPS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, I was extremely disapointed in the whole process and felt like a big piece of crap. Fortunately I was able to e-mail the guys from the site and they said that UPS insures everything and they will be able to replace everything free of charge (or so it would seem). I would have to go balistic if I was required to pay anymore money on account of their dumb arses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had some other news but I can't seem to remember it at all.  Hmmmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister is getting married next Saturday, I suppose that is big news isn't it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16537598-112818654846767566?l=scottisblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottisblack.blogspot.com/feeds/112818654846767566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16537598&amp;postID=112818654846767566' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16537598/posts/default/112818654846767566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16537598/posts/default/112818654846767566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottisblack.blogspot.com/2005/10/burned.html' title='Burned'/><author><name>MrBlack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15124501046013838745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16537598.post-112796636546567436</id><published>2005-09-28T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T20:59:25.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ghosts are now waiting for you</title><content type='html'>Today was a pretty sweet day, I almost got my second shop project finished for my Tool and Die course at Fanshawe. I definately feel like I am learning a lot, and I am finding everything super interesting so it's encouraging. I am always paranoid I am going to screw up my part though and have to start over again, haha, but it hasn't happened yet. The only stupid thing that happened today was I left to go to the water fountain while the instructor was taking attendance at the end of the day and he marked me absent, and refused to change it even though I was talking with him like the whole class borrowing tools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6165/1572/1600/untitled3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6165/1572/320/untitled3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6165/1572/1600/untitled4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6165/1572/320/untitled4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two pictures you see are the two projects I have basically completed so far. They are blueprints and I realize most of you probably don't know how to read them but these are pretty simple. You can see the front and side view on the parallel, and the top view of the 1-2-3 block with a sectional view below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I checked UPS.com to check the status of the Poker set I ordered and it looks like I shall be receiving it tomorrow!! WOO HOO...hahaha...Sorry Clayt, I mean WE. Actually I don't know for sure, but UPS.com says that as of 1 hour ago the package is now in Concord Ontario, which is about a couple hours from here. I realize that no one cares haha, but I think it's cool that you can track that sort of thing on the internet. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Cam Jones has convinced me to start working out at his place two times a week, so I can be a huge beefcake like him haha. Actually it's going to be good to get into a routine twice a week, so that I have a little bit more discipline in my life, as well as feeling healthier too. Actually I feel like we should probably be running too but I suppose that's something that I can do on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16537598-112796636546567436?l=scottisblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottisblack.blogspot.com/feeds/112796636546567436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16537598&amp;postID=112796636546567436' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16537598/posts/default/112796636546567436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16537598/posts/default/112796636546567436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottisblack.blogspot.com/2005/09/ghosts-are-now-waiting-for-you.html' title='Ghosts are now waiting for you'/><author><name>MrBlack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15124501046013838745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16537598.post-112759451181035806</id><published>2005-09-24T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T13:41:51.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bacon Mushroom Poker Pong</title><content type='html'>So this AFT Cam, Mike, Clayton and I went to Wendys and all got a Bacon Mushroom Melt meal. It was quite succulant I must say. I could tell Cam especially enjoyed it because he actually drooled like twice haha...like full out drooling hahaha...It was pretty funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we all went to Canadian tire/Wall Mart to pick up some things for each of us. Clay-bone and I picked up some Bicycle decks (cards) and Cammer picked up some sort of power adapter for his gitter. Unfortunately for Cam his adapter didn't work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards we ended up playing Ping Pong for an hour or so. Mike B had this Wedding or Baby shower to go to so he buggered off...hahaha...just kidding Mike (little inside joke). Even though I know you don't read my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6165/1572/1600/daf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6165/1572/320/daf.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danielly is busy, so it looks like we are going to go ahead and organize some sort of Poker game tonight. I actually just finished ordering this SWEEEEEET poker set online. It's a 1000 chip set and I already have 500 chips so I will be giving clayton 500 chips (for a price) and then keeping the case and the rest of the chips. It should arrive at my house in about a week. I CAN'T FRIGGIN WAIT. I am pretty sure Danielle thinks I am a huge loser for even wanting to get them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if Toddy D has got a chance to use his chips?  Anyone know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16537598-112759451181035806?l=scottisblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottisblack.blogspot.com/feeds/112759451181035806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16537598&amp;postID=112759451181035806' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16537598/posts/default/112759451181035806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16537598/posts/default/112759451181035806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottisblack.blogspot.com/2005/09/bacon-mushroom-poker-pong.html' title='Bacon Mushroom Poker Pong'/><author><name>MrBlack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15124501046013838745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16537598.post-112741415391049855</id><published>2005-09-22T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T11:45:44.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Give me liberty or give me gasoline</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6165/1572/1600/untitled12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6165/1572/320/untitled12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6165/1572/1600/untitled1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm at school right now and I have time so I decided I'll write a quick post while I'm here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night in a MAD psycho crazy panic, I went to the gas station at about quarter to 12 because I heard rumours that gas prices were going to basically double in most places over night. Rather then take a chance I went to fill up because I knew Fifth Wheel was still at about 97.9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6165/1572/1600/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as I got to fifth wheel I noticed that there was a huge lineup, so I assumed that the rumours were true since it was midnight and the place was packed. So it took about 25-30 minutes but I got my gas and breathed a huge sigh of relief that I didn't have to pay the insane sum of money that everyone assumed we were going to have to pay if we waited til today. Some of the people at the gas station were saying that Windsor gas stations already had their prices as high as 2 bucks per litre. I was hoping to God that this wasn't true and that these were all crazy rumours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards I went home and I checked &lt;a href="http://www.londongasprices.com"&gt;www.londongasprices.com&lt;/a&gt; which showed all the latest gas prices for all the different gas stations in London. What I was seeing was at around 1:00am or so (around the time most of the gas stations change their prices) there were some gas stations that had their prices as high as 1.90 cents per litre!!!!!!!!! So in my mind the rumours were true and I started feeling like crap and wondering what myself and everyon&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6165/1572/1600/untitled2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e else (students mostly) are going to do????? It was and still is extremely stressful even thinking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anwyays today I wake up and see the front page said that some gas stations had their prices as high as 1.80 per litre, however as I drive to school I notice that most of the gas stations are still in and around the same prices they had yesterday. I can only assume that most places retracted their oringal sky high prices and lowered them because they realized that not all the other stations in London were going that high.......yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it appears my mad panic to the gas station was a bit premature but I can only assume that in the next couples days (if not tomorrow) we will be seeing this spike in gas prices that I (and others) anticipated perhaps a day too soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD HELP US ALL!!! :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16537598-112741415391049855?l=scottisblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottisblack.blogspot.com/feeds/112741415391049855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16537598&amp;postID=112741415391049855' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16537598/posts/default/112741415391049855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16537598/posts/default/112741415391049855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottisblack.blogspot.com/2005/09/give-me-liberty-or-give-me-gasoline.html' title='Give me liberty or give me gasoline'/><author><name>MrBlack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15124501046013838745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16537598.post-112736267674353050</id><published>2005-09-21T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T21:17:56.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GAS</title><content type='html'>FRIGGGGGGGGGGGIN GAS PRICES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16537598-112736267674353050?l=scottisblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottisblack.blogspot.com/feeds/112736267674353050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16537598&amp;postID=112736267674353050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16537598/posts/default/112736267674353050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16537598/posts/default/112736267674353050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottisblack.blogspot.com/2005/09/gas.html' title='GAS'/><author><name>MrBlack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15124501046013838745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16537598.post-112717422773845825</id><published>2005-09-19T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T16:57:07.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hockey Night in London</title><content type='html'>So yesterday, I spent pretty much the whole day by myself starting after church. Danielle came over for about an hour or so, but then she started to feel like crap so she went home and ditched me :) I called her about 2-3 times after that throughout the day because I was pretty bored, and I knew it would score some much needed brownie points. hehe.....That's right Danielle! ;)&lt;br /&gt;I actually did so little yesterday I can hardly even remember anything. The best part is, since I had a 3 hour nap in the afternoon, I couldnt' get to sleep til like 2am and I had to be up at 7am today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way Breanna, I noticed your little message ya bum! haha.....I will try to write more stuff but there is no guarentee that it will be interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6165/1572/1600/phi.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6165/1572/320/phi.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually speaking of Hockey haha....I went to see the Atlanta Thrashers and Philadephia Flye&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6165/1572/1600/atl.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6165/1572/320/atl.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;rs at the John Labbatt Centre on Saturday. It kicked butt. I've never seen an NHL game before, it was quite awesome I must say. The Flyers beat the Thrashers 8-6. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would actually be nice if my woman was here but I suppose you stole her tonight didn't you Breanna!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to go now.  Perhaps I shall write something of interest tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16537598-112717422773845825?l=scottisblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottisblack.blogspot.com/feeds/112717422773845825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16537598&amp;postID=112717422773845825' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16537598/posts/default/112717422773845825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16537598/posts/default/112717422773845825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottisblack.blogspot.com/2005/09/hockey-night-in-london.html' title='Hockey Night in London'/><author><name>MrBlack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15124501046013838745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16537598.post-112664137724447347</id><published>2005-09-13T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T12:56:17.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Grand Prix is...gasp...clean</title><content type='html'>So I did it...I cleaned the friggin Grand Prix and organized some notes and stuff and I feel 100% better. haha.....Pretty sad I let my car get so dirty it actually stressed me out.  I guess what stressed me out was I kept leaving crap in there, like expensive tools, and I was worried I would lose them under the growing pile of garbage.  Should be clean enough to eat off of now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I could not get my campus card today because the stupid instructor from my Math course hasn't posted my official grade.  If she doesn't post it soon I might have to find her and murder her and take on her identity....at least until I post the grade. Then she can rot in.....ahem...just kidding!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16537598-112664137724447347?l=scottisblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottisblack.blogspot.com/feeds/112664137724447347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16537598&amp;postID=112664137724447347' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16537598/posts/default/112664137724447347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16537598/posts/default/112664137724447347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottisblack.blogspot.com/2005/09/grand-prix-isgaspclean.html' title='The Grand Prix is...gasp...clean'/><author><name>MrBlack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15124501046013838745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16537598.post-112656612752745417</id><published>2005-09-12T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T16:02:07.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Get behind me!</title><content type='html'>So I did my first real day of shop class today.  It was actually pretty sweet we got to run the milling machine and spent about 2-3 hours starting to make our first parts .  The only problem was I didn't have any tools so I was constantly borrowing from other people....plus I didn't eat much for lunch so I had the shakes.  But other than that it is pretty cool and quite interesting.  I need to find a way to not get like 3000 metal slivers though because it hurts like a son of a gun when you wash your hands at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I really need to start organizing things better around my house and in my car and with my schoolwork/tools.   I am sure if Danielle is reading this she is saying "YES".  I find that is one of the things that stresses me out the most right now.  Not being organized...It's driving me insane!  Okay there I said it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Anyways I am hungry like the wolf so I am going to find some foods....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16537598-112656612752745417?l=scottisblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottisblack.blogspot.com/feeds/112656612752745417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16537598&amp;postID=112656612752745417' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16537598/posts/default/112656612752745417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16537598/posts/default/112656612752745417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottisblack.blogspot.com/2005/09/get-behind-me.html' title='Get behind me!'/><author><name>MrBlack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15124501046013838745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16537598.post-112630020711093479</id><published>2005-09-09T16:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T14:10:07.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>College boy</title><content type='html'>So I just finished my first week of college.  I am in a class with mostly 17-19 year olds.  Needless to say I am not impressed but what can I expect since I waited a bunch of years before I decided to go back.  It's not like I should care because I am not interested in meeting friends but it certainly does remind me how retarded 18 year old guys are for the most part.  Plus you can tell half of them just had their parents pay for everything because they still have this attitude that they don't want to be in class.  Anyways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's Erin and Scott's Stag and Doe thing tonight.  I am responsible for running the Crown and Anchor game for a while.  Sure it will be an interesting time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for now, I know my posts have been extremely interesting but what can ya do....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16537598-112630020711093479?l=scottisblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottisblack.blogspot.com/feeds/112630020711093479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16537598&amp;postID=112630020711093479' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16537598/posts/default/112630020711093479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16537598/posts/default/112630020711093479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottisblack.blogspot.com/2005/09/college-boy.html' title='College boy'/><author><name>MrBlack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15124501046013838745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16537598.post-112624756549232397</id><published>2005-09-09T02:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T11:35:57.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Well well well</title><content type='html'>I guess 'heck' has frozen over because I have a blog...haha..I will write a real post at a more reasonable hour I just figured I'd do this now and see what it's like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nighty night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16537598-112624756549232397?l=scottisblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottisblack.blogspot.com/feeds/112624756549232397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16537598&amp;postID=112624756549232397' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16537598/posts/default/112624756549232397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16537598/posts/default/112624756549232397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottisblack.blogspot.com/2005/09/well-well-well.html' title='Well well well'/><author><name>MrBlack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15124501046013838745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
