<?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-6330978</id><updated>2012-01-29T09:00:18.347-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Amazing Siper-Mans™</title><subtitle type='html'>The Unpredictable Adventures of Brian Bridges</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1056</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-7016716203331376252</id><published>2011-12-20T10:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T10:21:02.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A caution to Christians</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sin that's left unattended grows and spreads like a poisonous weed.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you hold onto your pride, if you blame other people, if you try to hide it, if you make excuses and try to rationalize it, if you harbor it, if you deny its existence and don't admit you have a problem, if you work around it and don't deal with the issues, if you abandon your commitments, if you don't confess your faults, and if you don't kill the sin 100%, then &lt;b style="color: yellow;"&gt;it will get worse and worse.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: yellow;"&gt;The longer sin thrives, the easier it becomes for you to commit more sin.&lt;/b&gt; The more you make excuses, or cover it up, or deny it, the easier it will be to do those things in the future. Eventually you will twist and contort yourself into a &lt;b style="color: yellow;"&gt;monster&lt;/b&gt;. You will be prideful and &lt;b style="color: yellow;"&gt;drive your friends away&lt;/b&gt;. You will become hard like stone and &lt;b style="color: yellow;"&gt;nobody will be able to help you change for the better&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; You will blame everyone else for your problems. Issues will never get resolved. You will break people's hearts. &lt;b style="color: yellow;"&gt;Your kids will learn from your actions&lt;/b&gt; and your sin will spread into their lives as &lt;b style="color: yellow;"&gt;they begin to act just like you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;Harboring sin will destroy their lives, and that sin in their lives will destroy your grand-children's lives, unless the Lord intervenes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end it will always bite you back. &lt;b style="color: yellow;"&gt;"Your sins will find you out."&lt;/b&gt; Nobody wants to be friends with a prideful person. Nobody likes fake people who pretend to have perfectly happy lives. Nobody wants a friend who blames them. Nobody wants a friend who always makes excuses and justifies his/her mistakes. Nobody wants to be around a person who never apologizes or asks for forgiveness. Nobody wants to be with a person who won't follow through with his/her commitments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: yellow;"&gt;Always strive to kill the sin in your lives.&lt;/b&gt; Take on the embarrassment, let go of your pride, stop making excuses, admit to your faults, and change who you are. &lt;b style="color: yellow;"&gt;People will love you and respect you.&lt;/b&gt; Your children will learn to do right and their children will learn to do right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And remember--the longer you wait, the easier it will be to keep putting it off.....and the more it will poison you and everyone around you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs22/f/2008/027/7/3/Mutated_Plant_Monster_by_FritoFrito.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" 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href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2011/12/caution-to-christians.html' title='A caution to Christians'/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-2300392092902487808</id><published>2011-12-02T13:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T13:49:45.835-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Latest Comic - "Saving Planet Zor'rok"</title><content type='html'>My latest comic.&lt;br /&gt;(It is also available on &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.10150404965753621.365562.502238620&amp;amp;type=1&amp;amp;l=52c989ca0c"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a 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href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2011/12/latest-comic-saving-planet-zorrok.html' title='Latest Comic - &quot;Saving Planet Zor&apos;rok&quot;'/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-4805031346024314580</id><published>2011-11-05T02:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T02:30:06.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I used to really be into "the future" of technology when touch screens were new, keyboards became smooth and silent, and everything started going digital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, my opinions have changed over the last year or so. There are some technological advancements I would hate to go back on, mostly ease-of-use (but still customizable) things, such as gmail. And gmail. In fact, I'm not wishing technology would go back in time necessarily, I've just learned that I prefer some things to be less digital and more physical than I used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I applaud Wacom tablets and software like Painter and Photoshop, and in many cases they can save a person much pain and suffering. But digital painting will never be the same as the tactile feeling of a pencil in your hand, smudging charcoal around, or seeing each physical brushstroke slowly evolve into an image on a canvas. And digital software can't replace the feeling of scribbling down doodles, ideas, or phrases onto sticky notes or paper scraps, and pinning them to your wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really admire the advances in cellphone and slate technology, but I really would prefer to clack away on a keyboard and click the buttons on a mouse than to poke and swish around a touchscreen. I've daydreamed about owning a kindle, but I never have because I want my books lined up in a shelf where they won't get deleted. I want to see their illustrated covers when I pick them up. I want to let people borrow them if need be. (Though I do wish physical books could have a good search feature.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love having all my music organized in a media player so I can access any genre, song, or band at any time, but I still buy CDs because I like the physical presence. I like artwork, I like their names lined up in my shelf, and again I like saying, "Have you heard this? It's awesome. Here, take it with you, go listen to it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy technology. I'd just like to appreciate the tactile and tangible things in life and give them the credit they deserve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daemonsbooks.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/01/Kindle-vs-books.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="388" width="392" src="http://www.daemonsbooks.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/01/Kindle-vs-books.jpg" /&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/6330978-4805031346024314580?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/4805031346024314580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=4805031346024314580&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/4805031346024314580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/4805031346024314580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-used-to-really-be-into-future-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-8704166876252386506</id><published>2011-06-08T07:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T07:37:38.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"The Whaler" by Thrice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lover's arms,&lt;br /&gt;they beg me to stay.&lt;br /&gt;But I know the storms,&lt;br /&gt;they will sweep me away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter's eyes,&lt;br /&gt;they are two tiny seas,&lt;br /&gt;whose water will rise&lt;br /&gt;and then run down her cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Father where do you go,&lt;br /&gt;so far out upon the sea,&lt;br /&gt;when are you coming home to me?"&lt;br /&gt;"Darling why do you leave,&lt;br /&gt;as the north wind begins to blow?&lt;br /&gt;Will you be coming home to me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boat and the blade,&lt;br /&gt;they are all that I know;&lt;br /&gt;the sea calls my name,&lt;br /&gt;and so I must go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while they still sleep,&lt;br /&gt;I slip out through the door;&lt;br /&gt;but how can I leave,&lt;br /&gt;with my anchors ashore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Father where do you go?&lt;br /&gt;It's farther than I can see,&lt;br /&gt;when are you coming home to me?"&lt;br /&gt;"Darling why do you leave,&lt;br /&gt;as the north wind begins to blow?&lt;br /&gt;Will you be coming home to me?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-8704166876252386506?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/8704166876252386506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=8704166876252386506&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/8704166876252386506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/8704166876252386506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2011/06/whaler-by-thrice-my-lovers-arms-they.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-8086628543929974053</id><published>2011-03-28T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T00:15:33.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's not uncommon for people to dislike Christianity because of the way they've seen alleged Christians behave. While this is understandable, it's also foolish and misguided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to know what Christianity is you should read the four gospels and get to what Christ was like. Then you'll have a legitimate appreciation or dislike of Christianity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you base your view of Christianity on people who call themselves Christians but act like wretched people, that's as silly as saying you hate Christianity because of the way Muslims or Buddhists act. Because if people don't look like, act like, represent, or even want to be like Christ, then how are those people Christians? They can call themselves that all they want but if you don't see Christlike behavior in their lives then you are wrong in forming an opinion of Christianity based off of those people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at Christ instead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-8086628543929974053?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/8086628543929974053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=8086628543929974053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/8086628543929974053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/8086628543929974053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-not-uncommon-for-people-to-dislike.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-4297547421745149939</id><published>2011-03-05T06:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T06:27:26.831-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Billy Talent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"White Sparrows"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I walked down our old street&lt;br /&gt;Past the diner where we'd meet&lt;br /&gt;Now I dine alone in our old seats&lt;br /&gt;The cold wind blows right through my bones&lt;br /&gt;And I feel like I'm getting old&lt;br /&gt;But I wish I was getting old with you&lt;br /&gt;I held your hand when we took shelter from the rain&lt;br /&gt;She laughed as we picked out our children's names&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White sparrows fell from heaven and carried her away&lt;br /&gt;Black arrows cut the strings of my heart, I kneel and pray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her clothes hang in the closet still&lt;br /&gt;The phone sits on the windowsill&lt;br /&gt;And every time it rings it gives me chills&lt;br /&gt;My heart just stopped when I was told&lt;br /&gt;Doctor, doctor, on the phone&lt;br /&gt;Said my love was never coming home&lt;br /&gt;I hold your casket gently walking to the grave&lt;br /&gt;Dark clouds eclipse the sun won't shine again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White sparrows fell from heaven and carried her away&lt;br /&gt;Black arrows cut the strings of my heart, I kneel and pray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They gave her one more day&lt;br /&gt;To say the words I couldn't say&lt;br /&gt;I'm crying in pain, crying in pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not looking for answers&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm not looking for answers&lt;br /&gt;But dear God, why did you choose her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White sparrows fell from heaven and carried her away&lt;br /&gt;Black arrows cut the strings of my heart, I kneel and pray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They gave her one more day&lt;br /&gt;To say the words I couldn't say&lt;br /&gt;I'm crying in pain (crying in pain)&lt;br /&gt;Crying in pain&lt;br /&gt;Our love will remain&lt;br /&gt;I'm crying in pain&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-4297547421745149939?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/4297547421745149939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=4297547421745149939&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/4297547421745149939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/4297547421745149939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2011/03/billy-talent-white-sparrows-today-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-8882556351477250508</id><published>2010-12-18T03:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T03:24:50.798-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well kids, the swimming pool green walls are forever gone. They will be missed. But only by me. And not really because the new walls look twenty times better. But the green walls DID give the house uniqueness and personality! In fact I've never seen such walls in any house before, so that was something. Now they're red and tan. Ba-ding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is right around the corner and then it will quickly become 2011. Weird. Fall seemed to pass very hastily and my wedding is approaching. I once read that if you don't wear your seatbelt and you hit something at 20-30mph it doesn't seem very fast, but if you picture yourself hitting a brick wall on a bicycle at 20-30mph it really gives you a new perspective on the effects of that speed! That doesn't really have anything to do with my wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why isn't the guy from Man v. Food dead yet? I think he throws up after every challenge. That's gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XqIWPvCgi9g?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XqIWPvCgi9g?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-8882556351477250508?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/8882556351477250508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=8882556351477250508&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/8882556351477250508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/8882556351477250508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2010/12/well-kids-swimming-pool-green-walls-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-3290874872480371919</id><published>2010-11-24T18:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T18:47:06.031-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We are so stupidly helpless when the power goes out. Unless we want to use gas at risk of explosion or poisoning, then if the power goes out nearly everything we use becomes next to worthless. Can't charge cell phones, can't get communication through TV, radio, or computer (once the batteries die anyway,) can't use heating, heat blankets, space heaters can't even heat up things like rice packs 'cause they need a microwave, can't use electrical lights, can't shower with hot water, and can't wash clothes. Basically we'd need to start fires to get anything useful done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-3290874872480371919?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/3290874872480371919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=3290874872480371919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/3290874872480371919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/3290874872480371919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2010/11/we-are-so-stupidly-helpless-when-power.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-9150056851728994010</id><published>2010-11-07T04:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T04:55:57.985-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;This is all one sentence.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romans 1 (New American Standard Bible)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul, a bond-servant of Christ Jesus, called as an apostle, set apart for the gospel of God, which He promised beforehand through His prophets in the holy Scriptures, concerning His Son, who was born of a descendant of David according to the flesh, who was declared the Son of God with power by the resurrection from the dead, according to the Spirit of holiness, Jesus Christ our Lord,through whom we have received grace and apostleship to bring about the obedience of faith among all the Gentiles for His name's sake, among whom you also are the called of Jesus Christ; to all who are beloved of God in Rome, called as saints: Grace to you and peace from God our Father and the Lord Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You said a mouthful, Paul.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-9150056851728994010?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/9150056851728994010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=9150056851728994010&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/9150056851728994010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/9150056851728994010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2010/11/this-is-all-one-sentence.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-1645393582763498897</id><published>2010-10-23T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T23:36:31.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tonight was pumpkin carving time again. I decided to display the past 3 carving events since I have the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;2+ years ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Spider-Man, Ben's Abstract, and Kristen's Scary Face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/TMPSumZsJLI/AAAAAAAAAMU/qLMfFKuQW6M/s1600/oldold01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/TMPSumZsJLI/AAAAAAAAAMU/qLMfFKuQW6M/s400/oldold01.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/TMPSv-DlFAI/AAAAAAAAAMg/AQxg98tPZJ0/s1600/siperpunkin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/TMPSv-DlFAI/AAAAAAAAAMg/AQxg98tPZJ0/s400/siperpunkin.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Last year&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Megan was... excited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/TMPSt7k8XuI/AAAAAAAAAMM/DZIL39pztU0/s400/meginsane.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/TMPSuAxuPHI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/-ysye13CWzY/s1600/megthoughtful.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/TMPSuAxuPHI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/-ysye13CWzY/s400/megthoughtful.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My Guy w/ Hair In His Face, Megan's Freak, and Gerie's Sailing Ship &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/TMPSvMil8FI/AAAAAAAAAMY/qW0sig_MPc8/s1600/oldthreepunkinz.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/TMPSvMil8FI/AAAAAAAAAMY/qW0sig_MPc8/s400/oldthreepunkinz.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;My Pirate, Megan's Hello Kitty, Derek's Jack Skellington, and Gerie's Goldfish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/TMPSvXSq8KI/AAAAAAAAAMc/lY3Iel__xQo/s1600/pumpkins.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="295" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/TMPSvXSq8KI/AAAAAAAAAMc/lY3Iel__xQo/s400/pumpkins.jpg" width="400" /&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/6330978-1645393582763498897?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/1645393582763498897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=1645393582763498897&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/1645393582763498897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/1645393582763498897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2010/10/tonight-was-pumpkin-carving-time-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/TMPSumZsJLI/AAAAAAAAAMU/qLMfFKuQW6M/s72-c/oldold01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-470318503921735625</id><published>2010-09-22T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T22:54:57.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm going to take a bunch of embarrassing pictures of people. Then I'm going to host a blackmail exhibit. You better come buy your photo before somebody else does!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v133/236/58/502238620/n502238620_113177_8523.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v133/236/58/502238620/n502238620_113177_8523.jpg" width="640" /&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/6330978-470318503921735625?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/470318503921735625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=470318503921735625&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/470318503921735625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/470318503921735625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-going-to-take-bunch-of-embarrassing.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-9076202198940499741</id><published>2010-09-16T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T23:29:03.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.trailershut.com/movie-posters/Thor-Movie-Poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.trailershut.com/movie-posters/Thor-Movie-Poster.jpg" width="221" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the new movie about my Aunt is coming out: Thor. The fact is, I don't think there is a way to turn Thor into a "believable" live action movie. The Dark Knight and Iron Man were fictional over the top physics defying movies, but they tweaked them just enough that the suspension of disbelief held the audience in the stories, even though they were far fetched. The Joker seemed kind of real, he wasn't just a cartoony guy with makeup. He felt like a psychopath. Iron Man's technology was too far out there but at the same time we could almost see it happening in today's modern world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think Thor, however, will have that ability to take a fictional world and make it down-to-earth enough that the audience buys it. The story is just too comic-bookish. Therefore, my hope is that instead of them trying to make it believable, they focus instead on believable character personalities, believable conflicts within the silly story, and some AWESOME Asgardian warfare. If we can't identify with the story, I want to at least identify with the characters and their problems, and I want to see some serious godlike beings lay the smack down on some seriously huge bad guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to see this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TDr57ajoTlU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TDr57ajoTlU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-9076202198940499741?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/9076202198940499741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=9076202198940499741&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/9076202198940499741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/9076202198940499741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2010/09/so-new-movie-about-my-aunt-is-coming.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-7976467109210938537</id><published>2010-09-14T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T05:12:33.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A new one in the sketchbook. Click for larger version.&lt;span id="goog_195411137"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_195411138"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs313.ash2/59326_430096513620_502238620_5232977_1809940_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs313.ash2/59326_430096513620_502238620_5232977_1809940_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Sourthern Aliencore"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;8.5 x 11&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Graphite Pencils from the Dirty South.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-7976467109210938537?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/7976467109210938537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=7976467109210938537&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/7976467109210938537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/7976467109210938537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2010/09/new-one-in-sketchbook.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-2286690716836058104</id><published>2010-09-12T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T07:13:18.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know if this is safe to say as a general statement for most people or if it's just me, but it seems like people go into marriage hoping to avoid divorce. And they go to marriage counseling before (and after) they wed, in the hopes that they'll avoid divorce. As if divorce is this ever-present monster looming over their marriage, waiting to come down at the slightest act of adultery or major blow-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reality is, at least for Christians, that divorce isn't even supposed to be an option. It's not something they should fear and try to avoid, because it's not something that should even be available to them. God designed them to come together as one, never to separate in this life, and as Jesus said, “Because of your hardness of heart Moses allowed you to divorce your wives, but from the beginning it was not so."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose &lt;i&gt;our &lt;/i&gt;reality is, we're a world of sinful people who can essentially do whatever we want in as much as God allows us. So divorce is an option. But I don't want to go into my marriage believing that. For me it cannot be an option, and I don't want to go into my marriage, "Hoping I don't get divorced." I want to go into it &lt;i&gt;knowing &lt;/i&gt;that I &lt;i&gt;won't&lt;/i&gt; get divorced. And I'll have to have confidence in my wife that she will believe the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs165.snc4/37602_1483125432552_1066337577_1401078_2380968_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs165.snc4/37602_1483125432552_1066337577_1401078_2380968_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(aww, we're so cuuuute.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-2286690716836058104?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/2286690716836058104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=2286690716836058104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/2286690716836058104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/2286690716836058104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-dont-know-if-this-is-safe-to-say-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-7840295108417465305</id><published>2010-09-11T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T23:18:06.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just because macs have gotten better over the years doesn't mean they aren't fun to make fun of. Is it proper to end a sentence with, "of"? Also, does end-of-sentence punctuation go inside the quote or outside, using the example of the preceding sentence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm listening to three new Decemberists songs and they're totally laid back and folky. Not sure if I'm digging it. And folky is a peculiar word. Folk. If I ever wrote a folk album I would call it, "Brian vs. the Folkcano." (see, that time I put the end-of-sentence punctuation INSIDE the quotes. I'm not being consistent at all.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other thing I tend to wonder (not that there was a first thing) is, have I actually gotten better at spelling over the years, or have I just started using browsers that spell-check for me? Now I'm paranoid that Firefox is the source of my alleged intelligence and it's all just an illusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should probably stop eating food that kills people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-7840295108417465305?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/7840295108417465305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=7840295108417465305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/7840295108417465305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/7840295108417465305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2010/09/just-because-macs-have-gotten-better.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-3978899511288560714</id><published>2010-09-02T02:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T02:54:10.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nuuTRpGCKEk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nuuTRpGCKEk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s many who’ll tell you they’ll give you their love,&lt;br /&gt;But when they say "give" they mean "take".&lt;br /&gt;They hang ‘round just like vultures 'til push comes to shove&lt;br /&gt;And take flight when the earth starts to shake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone may say that they’ll always be true&lt;br /&gt;Then slip out the door ‘fore the dawn,&lt;br /&gt;But I won’t leave you hanging on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another may stay 'til they find someone new&lt;br /&gt;Then before you know they’ll be gone,&lt;br /&gt;But I won’t leave you hanging on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I won’t won't be that someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And come what may, I won’t abandon you or leave you behind,&lt;br /&gt;Because love is a loyalty sworn, not a burning for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;Come what may, I will be standing right here by your side,&lt;br /&gt;I won’t run away, though the storm’s getting worse and there’s no end in sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some talk of destiny, others of fate,&lt;br /&gt;But soon they’ll be saying goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;But I won’t leave you high and dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause a ring don’t mean nothing if you can’t haul the weight&lt;br /&gt;And some of them won’t even try,&lt;br /&gt;But I won’t leave you high and dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won’t leave you wondering why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And come what may, I won’t abandon you or leave you behind,&lt;br /&gt;Because love is a loyalty sworn, not a burning for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;Come what may, I will be standing right here by your side,&lt;br /&gt;I won’t run away, though the storm’s getting worse and there’s no end in sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And storms will surely come,&lt;br /&gt;But true love is a choice you must make and you are the one.&lt;br /&gt;That I have set my heart to choose&lt;br /&gt;As long as I live, I swear I’ll see this through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come what may, I won’t abandon you or leave you behind,&lt;br /&gt;Because love is a loyalty sworn, not a burning for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;Come what may, I will be standing right here by your side,&lt;br /&gt;I won’t run away, though the storm’s getting worse and I see no end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come what may, I won’t abandon you or leave you behind,&lt;br /&gt;Because love is a loyalty sworn, not a burning for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;Come what may, I will be standing right here by your side,&lt;br /&gt;I won’t run away, though the storm’s getting worse and there’s no end in sight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-3978899511288560714?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-2024316549576316435</id><published>2010-08-29T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T10:35:50.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The new WACOM logo offends me. It genuinely offends me. It is, hands down, the most atrocious logo I have ever seen, and it irritates me that it's being used by a company who sells drawing tablets to DESIGNERS. Tablets that are for drawing so you don't have to use things like powerpoint or ms paint to make your logos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/images?q=2012%20olympics%20logo&amp;amp;oe=utf-8&amp;amp;rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official&amp;amp;client=firefox-a&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;source=og&amp;amp;sa=N&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;tab=wi&amp;amp;biw=1366&amp;amp;bih=615"&gt;2012 Olympics logo&lt;/a&gt; was bad, but it is a beautiful work of art compared to the WACOM logo. Somebody needs to put a stop to &lt;a href="http://www.wolffolins.com/"&gt;Wolff Olins work&lt;/a&gt; (their website is atrocious too, by the way,) and put an end to this destructive design behavior before it gets out of control! I don't want a future filled with logos plastered everywhere, which were designed with pathetic software in under five minutes! With no thought towards balance, colors, structure, or appeal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, not all of their work is bad. The &lt;a href="http://www.underconsideration.com/brandnew/archives/nyc_logo.gif"&gt;New York City logo&lt;/a&gt; is just whatever. Nothing special but not unappealing. I mean they do &lt;a href="http://www.wolffolins.com/nyc.php"&gt;some ugly things&lt;/a&gt; with it, but the design itself is just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the idea of the &lt;a href="http://www.wolffolins.com/aol.php"&gt;AOL logo&lt;/a&gt; intrigues me, to have an invisible name on a white space background, only to be made visible when something passes behind it. Much of the things that pass behind make no sense and can be ugly or stupid, but the idea is interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wolffolins.com/unilever.php"&gt;Unilever looks good.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But WACOM? Really guys??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/THpT2Ng44sI/AAAAAAAAALI/MRJ5gBDtd0E/s1600/Wacom+Logo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="327" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/THpT2Ng44sI/AAAAAAAAALI/MRJ5gBDtd0E/s400/Wacom+Logo.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-2024316549576316435?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/2024316549576316435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=2024316549576316435&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/2024316549576316435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/2024316549576316435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2010/08/new-wacom-logo-offends-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/THpT2Ng44sI/AAAAAAAAALI/MRJ5gBDtd0E/s72-c/Wacom+Logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-5814521161377908738</id><published>2010-08-28T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T09:04:35.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h4&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.spraygraphic.com/storage2/member_files/4305/picture/600_8353b314b327f9efa70226be733ac6a2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://www.spraygraphic.com/storage2/member_files/4305/picture/600_8353b314b327f9efa70226be733ac6a2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Psalm 46&lt;/h4&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-14616"&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt; God is our refuge and strength, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; an ever-present help in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-14617"&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt; Therefore we will not fear, though the earth give way &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; and the mountains fall into the heart of the sea, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-14618"&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt; though its waters roar and foam &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; and the mountains quake with their surging. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Selah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/THkzZVvTFKI/AAAAAAAAALA/WnFoHc-I8LQ/s1600/images.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/THkzZVvTFKI/AAAAAAAAALA/WnFoHc-I8LQ/s320/images.jpeg" width="318" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-14619"&gt;4&lt;/sup&gt; There is a river whose streams make glad the city of God, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; the holy place where the Most High dwells. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-14620"&gt;5&lt;/sup&gt; God is within her, she will not fall; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; God will help her at break of day. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-14621"&gt;6&lt;/sup&gt; Nations are in uproar, kingdoms fall; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; he lifts his voice, the earth melts. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-14622"&gt;7&lt;/sup&gt; The LORD Almighty is with us; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; the God of Jacob is our fortress. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Selah &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-14623"&gt;8&lt;/sup&gt; Come and see the works of the LORD, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; the desolations he has brought on the earth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://visitbulgaria.info/files/explosion1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="http://visitbulgaria.info/files/explosion1.jpg" border="0" height="213" src="http://visitbulgaria.info/files/explosion1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-14624"&gt;9&lt;/sup&gt; He makes wars cease to the ends of the earth; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; he breaks the bow and shatters the spear, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; he burns the shields with fire. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-14625"&gt;10&lt;/sup&gt; "Be still, and know that I am God; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I will be exalted among the nations, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I will be exalted in the earth." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tomleainstitute.org/images/Lea.Explosion-lg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="http://tomleainstitute.org/images/Lea.Explosion-lg.jpg" border="0" height="180" src="http://tomleainstitute.org/images/Lea.Explosion-lg.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-14626"&gt;11&lt;/sup&gt; The LORD Almighty is with us; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; the God of Jacob is our fortress. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Selah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-5814521161377908738?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/5814521161377908738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=5814521161377908738&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/5814521161377908738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/5814521161377908738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2010/08/psalm-46-1-god-is-our-refuge-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/THkzZVvTFKI/AAAAAAAAALA/WnFoHc-I8LQ/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-1530161016189157699</id><published>2010-08-26T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T03:11:02.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It seems people think of the phrase, "I would die for you," as the ultimate expression of love. I tend to think, however, that, "I will love and serve you selflessly in life," is a far more impacting statement. In the vast uncertainty of death, there is a chance that it will be quick and easy. In the certainty of life, however, the prospect of loving selflessly for what might be years is without question one of the most difficult things a person can do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This leads me to believe that a husband who truly loves his wife and sticks with her through all of life's difficulties, regardless of how much he gets (or doesn't get) in return, is far more deserving of praise and admiration than a 'hero' who would hurl himself into an oncoming train to save a damsel in distress or take a bullet for a beautiful young lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Love is such a mighty long word." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Love is easier made than kept."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~The Chariot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="http://www.tribuneindia.com/2002/20020830/wld5.jpg" src="http://www.tribuneindia.com/2002/20020830/wld5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-1530161016189157699?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/1530161016189157699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=1530161016189157699&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/1530161016189157699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/1530161016189157699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2010/08/it-seems-people-think-of-phrase-i-would.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-4136546683336860010</id><published>2010-08-16T23:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T23:01:42.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/q2OmNmV3y4Y?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/q2OmNmV3y4Y?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THRICE&lt;br /&gt;"The Messenger"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark me with Fear and Trembling&lt;br /&gt;Send someone else instead&lt;br /&gt;I know my world is ending&lt;br /&gt;I can't repay my debt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I carry such a heavy burden?&lt;br /&gt;Can I move when I am paralyzed?&lt;br /&gt;I see a fire behind a heavy curtain&lt;br /&gt;I lean in closer and I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss the coals; breathe in smoke&lt;br /&gt;And I say, "Here I am, send me."&lt;br /&gt;Lifts my soul, free and so unafraid&lt;br /&gt;"Here I am, send me, send me."&lt;br /&gt;Free and so unafraid&lt;br /&gt;"Here I am, send me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark me with fire and send me&lt;br /&gt;Among the living dead&lt;br /&gt;They cannot comprehend me;&lt;br /&gt;I watch the sickness spread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can they hear me when their hearts are hardened?&lt;br /&gt;How can they see me when they close their eyes?&lt;br /&gt;So they can tell that I'm an easy target&lt;br /&gt;A wooden saw is quite a way to die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss the coals; breathe in smoke&lt;br /&gt;And I say, "Here I am, send me."&lt;br /&gt;Lifts my soul, free and so unafraid&lt;br /&gt;"Here I am, send me, send me."&lt;br /&gt;Free and so unafraid&lt;br /&gt;"Here I am, send me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Here I am, send me."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-4136546683336860010?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/4136546683336860010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=4136546683336860010&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/4136546683336860010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/4136546683336860010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2010/08/thrice-messenger-mark-me-with-fear-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-7036782015898150149</id><published>2010-08-09T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T00:13:29.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs462.ash1/25413_319436358620_502238620_3622032_3612084_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs462.ash1/25413_319436358620_502238620_3622032_3612084_n.jpg" border="0" height="243" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs462.ash1/25413_319436358620_502238620_3622032_3612084_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stumbled upon my log from my four days of living out of a car in Ferndale, WA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=150002&amp;amp;id=502238620&amp;amp;l=fb100f6221"&gt;Also see the photos I took on the trip here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 01: Thursday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Woke up in car. Raining outside. Not too cold in here though.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Read Bible. Now making plans for what's next.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Brushed teeth at McDonald's bathroom. ( o_O ) Got McDouble and water for breakfast. "I'm lovin' it." Haha..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went around using camera. Not but four to six pictures later is said low batter. Confused! I charged it before we left! I don't understand.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Found a coffee shop and plugged in phone and camera. Bought hot chocolate so I wouldn't feel bad about using their electricity. Now feel bad about spending my money. 16oz. Hot chocolate: $2.75. Dang. Don't wanna do that again. Now waiting for stuff to charge.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wish I had brought a book to read. Right now I suck at drawing. That happens sometimes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;-- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;At&amp;nbsp; the animal park waiting for camera to charge again. Frustrating but oh well. Very happy to have a camera at all. Got some awesome shots of the turkeys! Think I'll trek back to the tartus (Rav 4) soon.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pretending I'm Dr. Who. Complete with umbrella. Need sonic screwdriver though.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;These smoked chedder / Monterey Jack Cheezit Duoz are intense!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I tried to take a short cut back. Had to go through brush that was taller than me. Half-way through I hit a stream too wide to step over or jump across . Didn't want to go around. Rolled up pants and waded through. ICE. COLD. Knee deep! Didn't realize...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Made it through. Hiked across an enormous field. Then realized my "short cut" ran parellel to the solid dry road I'd walked earlier and it wasn't far from me. ...oops...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tired walking back. Shoulders not used to hours of backpacking. Legs sore.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stopped at the dollar store for beef jerky and junk food. The jerky says, "Congratulations! In your hands you hold the world's finest Beef Jerky!" I laughed because it came from the dollar store.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm tired of rain.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Charged stuff at McD's then took some night pictures.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bought a few groceries to last the weekend and now I might read and sleep soon.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 02: Friday&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Woke up to strange dreams and noisy garbage trucks. Still kind of dark out.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Brushed teeth and charged camera and phone at Wood Coffee shop again while reading comic book.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spent time with the Lord in Rav 4. Sun is out now. Might sleep more and then see if the buffalo are still at that house Gerie showed me last year. If so, it's photo time again.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's night now and I'm probably going to sleep in this Best Western parking lot in Bellingham. I did take the buffalo pictures, then went to B-Ham's Best Buy and bought a new camera battery. It works fine now.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Took some pictures around the Whatcom Campus and then had lunch with Gerie and the two girls she's babysitting.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then I got lost and then I went to fairhaven, taking more pictures.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Now I'm at Bellingham and just got back from a walk downtown. Downhill too. ugh, I'm sore. Sore-ba-dore. I think I'll sleep now.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got too scared. Too many amtrack cops patrolling the place. Back at Haggen in Ferndale.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Actually Ferndale scares me too but not as much as Bellingham. It wouldn't be so bad in my car, but I'm in&amp;nbsp; Gerie's car with no insurance so I'm trying not to encounter cops at all.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Plus I like the wilderness around Ferndale. Cities have too many people. I like to be in seclusion. I think people scare me more than wild animals. Honestly. Sleep time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 03: Saturday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;Charged phone and stuff at McD's. Was able to showe at YMCA. Felt kinda weird.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Parked at Haggen and began adventures. Ended up walking back along road leading to animal park.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Took pictures in forest and stuff. Also took detour to Fragerance Gardens.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Glad I did 'cause they had this &lt;b&gt;awesome&lt;/b&gt; ridiculously long walkway of wooden planks zigzagging through these really tall bushes and water flooding right up to the edge of the wooden planks. It was like straight out of Myst. And my dreams. And my childlike imagination, heh.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I couldn't walk the whole thing 'cause it was flooded at some points. It was probably my most favoritest thing I saw all weekend.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's been raining all day. I think I'd be dead without Gerie's umbrella, heh.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Speaking of death, some wet mudy parts of the wooden walkway were slippery as ice and since there were no rails, one slip up would be trouble. So I had to be careful.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;By the time I left the Frag Garden (if only it was really called that.) my legs were exhausted. I'd done a &lt;b&gt;lot&lt;/b&gt; of walking.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I debated taking the road home or heading to the animal park and then the alleged "boat launch" in hopes that there would be another road home from there. ('cause I thought I saw a sign stating that there was?)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Asked myself if I was a "Planet Earth" photographer willing to risk it all for an awesome photo opportunity.....or a LITTLE BABY!??&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Decided I was a planet Earth photographer and went to the animal park. Could barely walk by the time I got there. So exhausted. Legs dying.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sat in the wooden tower to rest. Ate dollar store trail mix. Kwality.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stretched out after my search for the "Boat Launch." Thought I found it! But it was a trail to a sandy beach.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Found a swamp boat!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Walked shoreline hoping I'd find the boat launch. Shoreline ended. Had to cut a trail through thick forest and prickle bushes to get back to animal park road.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wondered if I'd make it or get eaten alive by forest.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Made it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Found new trail and hoped it'd lead me to this mysterious "boat launch" which probably didn't exist.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Walked forever.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rain and wind had picked up. Pantlegs were soaked. So tired....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Suddenly realized I was on the other side of Thursday's "shortcut!" Realized my "shortcut" through the 7 foot tall weeds and knee deep ice cold stream was right between two solid perfectly good roads, both leading to the same place!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm dumb.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Decided the shortcut was worth the adventure anyway.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;FINALLY got back to town! Tromped back to the car exhausted, sore, and soaked.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Just drank a caesar salad. Had no fork and didn't want to go get one so I just poured it into my mouth from the bag, haha.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'd felt sick from too many pringles and cheez-its, and salad was the only of which the thought didn't make me queasy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Supposed to meet Ger at 8:30am tomorrow so I'm going to try and sleep early tonight. For now, it's back to reading I guess.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-7036782015898150149?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/7036782015898150149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=7036782015898150149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/7036782015898150149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/7036782015898150149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2010/08/stumbled-upon-my-log-from-my-four-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-1666455276556302270</id><published>2010-08-04T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T04:19:20.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5ITG71mXmuE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5ITG71mXmuE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLINDSIDE&lt;br /&gt;"The Color Of My Eyes"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take back that photograph it breaks my heart&lt;br /&gt;And I will wait by the telephone&lt;br /&gt;While the silence pressures my eardrum&lt;br /&gt;I found a black and white with a person smiling sad at me&lt;br /&gt;Now I know can't get back that photograph once it's been seen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promise you won't let me fall asleep never to wake up&lt;br /&gt;Til my breath is gone don't let the color of my eyes fade&lt;br /&gt;Promise you will find a way through the night while the angels cry&lt;br /&gt;You color your heart blood red love does not fade away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't give back that photograph once it's been signed&lt;br /&gt;And I can't stop thinking about your voice&lt;br /&gt;Now it's keeping me up at night&lt;br /&gt;I found myself on a black and white staring back at me&lt;br /&gt;Now I know, can't get back that photograph&lt;br /&gt;It just needs color&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promise you won't let me fall asleep never to wake up&lt;br /&gt;Til my breath is gone don't let the color of my eyes fade&lt;br /&gt;Promise you will find a way through the night while the angels cry&lt;br /&gt;You color your heart blood red love does not fade away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blood-drop on that black and white&lt;br /&gt;Is the only thing that can colorize these non-colored eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promise you won't let me fall asleep never to wake up&lt;br /&gt;Til my breath is gone don't let the color of my eyes fade&lt;br /&gt;Promise you will find a way through the night while the angels cry&lt;br /&gt;You color your heart blood red love does not fade&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-1666455276556302270?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/1666455276556302270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=1666455276556302270&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/1666455276556302270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/1666455276556302270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2010/08/blindside-color-of-my-eyes-take-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-5003459447473264513</id><published>2010-07-13T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T19:47:09.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="kj"&gt;Some ideas for you pie makers out there. YOU know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 48px; height: 48px;" src="https://mail.google.com/mail/images/blue_ghost.jpg" class="kh" jid="geriechristle@gmail.com" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="t" class="km"&gt;&lt;div class="kk"&gt;&lt;span class="kn"&gt;Gerie: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id=":1n"&gt;ok think hard about this. if you could go to a store and make your own pie. what would it be? like your dream pie??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="" class="kq" role="chatMessage" live="polite"&gt;&lt;div class="kp"&gt; Sent at 7:15 PM on Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="kj"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 49px; height: 49px;" src="https://mail.google.com/mail/photos/manlybrian%40gmail.com?1&amp;amp;rp=1&amp;amp;pld=1" class="kh" jid="manlybrian@gmail.com" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="f" class="km"&gt;&lt;div class="kk"&gt;&lt;span class="kn"&gt;me: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id=":vq"&gt;o_o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id=":vm" dir="ltr" class="kl"&gt;uuuhhhhhh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id=":v5" dir="ltr" class="kl"&gt;&gt;_&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="" class="kq" role="chatMessage" live="polite"&gt;&lt;div class="kp"&gt; Sent at 7:19 PM on Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="kj"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 47px; height: 47px;" src="https://mail.google.com/mail/photos/manlybrian%40gmail.com?1&amp;amp;rp=1&amp;amp;pld=1" class="kh" jid="manlybrian@gmail.com" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="f" class="km"&gt;&lt;div class="kk"&gt;&lt;span class="kn"&gt;me: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id=":uz"&gt;CROCODILE JERKY PIE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id=":v0" dir="ltr" class="kl"&gt;Okay okay, I'll think harder. =\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="" class="kq" role="chatMessage" live="polite"&gt;&lt;div class="kp"&gt; Sent at 7:21 PM on Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="kj"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 49px; height: 49px;" src="https://mail.google.com/mail/images/blue_ghost.jpg" class="kh" jid="geriechristle@gmail.com" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="t" class="km"&gt;&lt;div class="kk"&gt;&lt;span class="kn"&gt;Gerie: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id=":v1"&gt;lol honey it has to be something not made out of a animal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="" class="kq" role="chatMessage" live="polite"&gt;&lt;div class="kp"&gt; Sent at 7:23 PM on Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="kj"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 51px; height: 51px;" src="https://mail.google.com/mail/photos/manlybrian%40gmail.com?1&amp;amp;rp=1&amp;amp;pld=1" class="kh" jid="manlybrian@gmail.com" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="f" class="km"&gt;&lt;div class="kk"&gt;&lt;span class="kn"&gt;me: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id=":v2"&gt;I don't know, my DREAM pie is just like apple or pumpkin lol. As far as what tastes good anyway. But if I could actually invent my own pie it would be something really bizarre like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Apple Meringue&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Raspberry Kiwi&lt;/span&gt; or something weird like that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id=":v3" dir="ltr" class="kl"&gt;Or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Strawberry pineapple&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id=":v6" dir="ltr" class="kl"&gt;or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blueberry Vanilla&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id=":v7" dir="ltr" class="kl"&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="kj"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 49px; height: 49px;" src="https://mail.google.com/mail/images/blue_ghost.jpg" class="kh" jid="geriechristle@gmail.com" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="t" class="km"&gt;&lt;div class="kk"&gt;&lt;span class="kn"&gt;Gerie: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id=":wo"&gt;lol k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="kj"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 48px; height: 48px;" src="https://mail.google.com/mail/photos/manlybrian%40gmail.com?1&amp;amp;rp=1&amp;amp;pld=1" class="kh" jid="manlybrian@gmail.com" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="f" class="km"&gt;&lt;div class="kk"&gt;&lt;span class="kn"&gt;me: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id=":1a"&gt;What do I do, do I have to choose something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="kj"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 47px; height: 47px;" src="https://mail.google.com/mail/images/blue_ghost.jpg" class="kh" jid="geriechristle@gmail.com" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="t" class="km"&gt;&lt;div class="kk"&gt;&lt;span class="kn"&gt;Gerie: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id=":1b"&gt;you can... or I can choose one of those for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="kj"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 48px; height: 48px;" src="https://mail.google.com/mail/photos/manlybrian%40gmail.com?1&amp;amp;rp=1&amp;amp;pld=1" class="kh" jid="manlybrian@gmail.com" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="f" class="km"&gt;&lt;div class="kk"&gt;&lt;span class="kn"&gt;me: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id=":1c"&gt;okay. do you want more options? ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="kj"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 49px; height: 49px;" src="https://mail.google.com/mail/images/blue_ghost.jpg" class="kh" jid="geriechristle@gmail.com" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="t" class="km"&gt;&lt;div class="kk"&gt;&lt;span class="kn"&gt;Gerie: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id=":b"&gt;suree lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="" class="kq" role="chatMessage" live="polite"&gt;&lt;div class="kp"&gt; Sent at 7:29 PM on Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="kj"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 49px; height: 49px;" src="https://mail.google.com/mail/photos/manlybrian%40gmail.com?1&amp;amp;rp=1&amp;amp;pld=1" class="kh" jid="manlybrian@gmail.com" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="f" class="km"&gt;&lt;div class="kk"&gt;&lt;span class="kn"&gt;me: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id=":vi"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Raspberry Vanilla!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Orange Meringue!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blackberry Pineapple!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chocolate Orange!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Peach Raspberry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chocolate Apple!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Peanut Butter Apple!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Apple Lime!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blackberry Lime!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id=":vk" dir="ltr" class="kl"&gt;Does that suffice? lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="" class="kq" role="chatMessage" live="polite"&gt;&lt;div class="kp"&gt; Sent at 7:37 PM on Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="kj"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 47px; height: 47px;" src="https://mail.google.com/mail/images/blue_ghost.jpg" class="kh" jid="geriechristle@gmail.com" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="t" class="km"&gt;&lt;div class="kk"&gt;&lt;span class="kn"&gt;Gerie: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id=":16"&gt;lol yes!&lt;/span&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/6330978-5003459447473264513?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/5003459447473264513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=5003459447473264513&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/5003459447473264513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/5003459447473264513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2010/07/some-ideas-for-you-pie-makers-out-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-2742405119864119881</id><published>2010-06-23T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T00:25:15.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/TCG2uwJxiYI/AAAAAAAAAK4/L-Ym7UhXAjs/s1600/usbdonuts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/TCG2uwJxiYI/AAAAAAAAAK4/L-Ym7UhXAjs/s320/usbdonuts.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485866735430109570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to be healthier. Then my tooth breaks... Then we end up with three big containers of fancy chocolate and a box of donuts for the front desk people or whoever to eat. So they're readily available for me all night long for a week. *sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-2742405119864119881?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/2742405119864119881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=2742405119864119881&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/2742405119864119881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/2742405119864119881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-try-to-be-healthier.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/TCG2uwJxiYI/AAAAAAAAAK4/L-Ym7UhXAjs/s72-c/usbdonuts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-334016257700700102</id><published>2010-06-12T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T08:19:12.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Artist: Oh, Sleeper&lt;br /&gt;Album: Son of The Morning&lt;br /&gt;Song: A Banquet For Traitors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I wake to you...&lt;br /&gt;Stand up, these feet are so far from clean.&lt;br /&gt;I'm undeserving of the strength in your arms used to save me.&lt;br /&gt;But years passed when I saw Eve next to me, she's wrapped in low-cut, dripping sensuality.&lt;br /&gt;I remember the host, but it's been so long since we spoke.&lt;br /&gt;He said, "My son, you can hold perfection in your arms if you wish." but I sit at a banquet for traitors&lt;br /&gt;placed here between a thief and a liar.&lt;br /&gt;"Just run and hold perfection in your arms as I slip..." but I'll make you the god of a liar cause I've been both a saint and a viper.&lt;br /&gt;I'll make you the god of a liar.&lt;br /&gt;I am a lie, just like these traitors that cry for forgiving replies but keep their grips held tight.&lt;br /&gt;Though my eye's on Eve you're ready to bleed as if I'm royalty but I am no king. I am no king.&lt;br /&gt;His life spilled like a tide so divine.&lt;br /&gt;It was a blood soaked feast that never ceased as his veins dripped empty.&lt;br /&gt;With such violent grace, the waves hit my face and in painful clarity I turned fearfully...&lt;br /&gt;"What makes you think you can deserve me?&lt;br /&gt;WHAT MAKES YOU THINK YOU CAN DESERVE ME?"&lt;br /&gt;My host fell to His knees as paling lips pushed His plea...&lt;br /&gt;"My son, you can hold perfection in your arms if you wish." but I sit at a banquet for traitors, placed here between a thief and a liar.&lt;br /&gt;"Just run and hold perfection in your arms as I slip..." but I'll make you the god of a liar cause I've been both a saint and a viper.&lt;br /&gt;By grace uneven, at the banquet portrayed, through death, this life is saved.&lt;br /&gt;But I am no king! I am no...&lt;br /&gt;"Open your eyes, child, your sea is changing."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-334016257700700102?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/334016257700700102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=334016257700700102&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/334016257700700102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/334016257700700102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2010/06/artist-oh-sleeper-album-son-of-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-6080681004074577096</id><published>2010-03-17T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T21:13:13.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My mom said that tonight at the café an alarm was going off outside, so she went to investigate and it was the building next door. She said as she walked out and looked, she saw a teenage kid jumping off the building's overhang and scrambling frantically to get on his bike and get out of there, and mom decided to scare him so she start chasing him and saying, "Hey! Hey you!" and the kid was like, "I didn't do anything, I didn't do anything!" as he peddled away as fast as he could. Then she said some other teenagers came around the corner in a car a few moments later as the alarm continued to sound, and one leaned out the window and was like, "Man, that's annoying!" and mom yelled, "&lt;I&gt;You're&lt;/I&gt; annoying!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the best mom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-6080681004074577096?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/6080681004074577096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=6080681004074577096&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/6080681004074577096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/6080681004074577096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-mom-said-that-tonight-at-cafe-alarm.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-5678888576581937962</id><published>2010-03-16T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T08:46:57.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm a Subway guy now, I went from making sandwiches with a bunch of girls and one other guy to making sandwiches with a bunch of girls and one other guy. But now I just have to wear a hat. If you work at Subway, they expect you to go through hours of online tutorials without paying you (as far as I know) and then they train you again when you come in. So if you're considering getting a job there, be forewarned of that. I don't think there's much they can do or say if you don't do the online stuff though. People are &lt;I&gt;supposed&lt;/I&gt; to get paid for their training after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://www.papajonszombies.com/zombies/index.17.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-5678888576581937962?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/5678888576581937962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=5678888576581937962&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/5678888576581937962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/5678888576581937962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-subway-guy-now-i-went-from-making.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-5755492740031043458</id><published>2010-02-06T12:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T12:49:46.314-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fairy Tales are so bizarre!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;U&gt;The Battle of the Birds&lt;/U&gt;_________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A king's son set out to see a battle, where every animal fought; he promised to bring back to his father the news of who would be the king of the animals that year. He arrived when the fight was almost over, but a snake and a raven still fought. He cut off the head of the snake. The raven, in gratitude, flew him to a castle where his sister lived, and the prince spent the night there. The raven then flew to another castle, where he also spent the night, but the next morning he met a handsome youth, who had been the enchanted raven. The youth gave him a bundle and warned him not to open it until he was in the place where he most wanted to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he was nearing his father's house, he opened the bundle. A great castle sprang up, and an irate giant demanded to know why he had put it there. It offered to put it back if the prince gave him his first son, when he reached seven years of age. Then the prince went out, and opened the bundle near his father's lands. He went into the castle, and found a pretty maid who was willing to be his wife. They had a son, and seven years later, they tried to put off the giant with the cook's son, and the butcher's son, but finally had to yield their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The giant raised him. One day, he heard music and found the giant's daughter. She told him the next day the giant would ask him to marry one of her two older sisters, but she wanted him to insist on her, because she did not like the bridegroom he wanted for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prince asked, but the annoyed giant demanded that he clean out the byre, or he would not get his youngest but be killed. He started to clean. The daughter came by at noon, and the prince fell asleep, but the byre were clean when he woke. The giant knew he did not clean it, but set him to thatch it with birds' down. The prince tried to hunt the birds. At noon, the daughter put him to sleep again, and the roofs were thatched with feathers when he woke. The giant knew he had not done it, and set him to fetch down a bird's nest. He tried to climb it and got no more than half way. The daughter built him a ladder of her fingers, and when he got it down, she left her little finger in the tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She told him that the giant would ask him to pick her out from her sisters, and the only mark would be that she was missing her finger. The wedding was held and celebrated, and the prince picked out his bride from her sisters. The giant told them to go to rest. The daughter told her husband that they had to flee at once, and they took a gray filly. She left behind slices of apples that answered the giant. Only when the last one had spoken did he realize that they had fled. He gave chase. When the giant nearly caught them, the daughter had the prince take a twig from the filly's ear and throw it behind them: it became a forest. The giant got through it, and they threw a pebble that became a mountain. The giant got through it, and they threw a flask of water that became a wave and drowned him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The daughter forbade him to let anyone or thing in his father's house kiss him, or he would forget her, but a greyhound leaped up to kiss him, and he forgot the daughter. She stayed in a tree by a well. A shoemaker's wife and daughter, going to fetch water, both thought her shadow was theirs, and thought themselves too beautiful to fetch water. The shoemaker went himself, saw her, and persuaded her to come down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she stayed his house, some young men tried to woo her, but she made them stick to the latch so they could not approach her. The shoemaker was making shoes for the king's son, who was to marry, and the daughter persuaded him to take her. She conjured up a silver and a gold pigeon, and grains. The silver pigeon ate them, and the golden pigeon taxed him with what the giant's daughter had done for the prince. At that the prince knew her, and married her a second time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-5755492740031043458?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/5755492740031043458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=5755492740031043458&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/5755492740031043458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/5755492740031043458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2010/02/fairy-tales-are-so-bizarre-kings-son.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-3812035689373020347</id><published>2010-02-03T11:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T11:47:45.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It is time. If we don't set the styles for this new decade, somebody else will. Then if you want to fit in with the cool people, you'll have to conform! You don't want that now, do you? That's why we have to decide what's going to happen before somebody else does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=19817&amp;id=502238620&amp;l=8cb4e69ee2"&gt;Get ready for the 2010 decade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs084.snc3/15135_166394493620_502238620_2854261_4957649_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-3812035689373020347?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/3812035689373020347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=3812035689373020347&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/3812035689373020347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/3812035689373020347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2010/02/it-is-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-4534056090044448107</id><published>2010-02-02T12:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T12:26:02.921-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On Saturday, while we were busy, I put the chili in the microwave and forgot to cover it so it exploded everywhere. Then I flipped a bowl with one hand and it broke on the floor. This was after mom and Megan had spilled stuff, so mom mentioned that things kept happening that day. Right at that moment I looked down and realized I had just put the Chicken Salad mix on the Philly Cheese Steak bun. Then my water spilled all over the prep counter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just wasn't my day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-4534056090044448107?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/4534056090044448107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=4534056090044448107&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/4534056090044448107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/4534056090044448107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2010/02/on-saturday-while-we-were-busy-i-put.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-256821569738352016</id><published>2010-01-27T05:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T05:07:51.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear Pride,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and I have seen a lot of years together&lt;br /&gt;As you know, I have such strong feelings for you&lt;br /&gt;You make my heavy load a bag of feathers&lt;br /&gt;You always seem to know just what I want to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But things are changing now and we cannot go on&lt;br /&gt;Your temporary fixes have been weighing me down&lt;br /&gt;Every single road you lead me ends up so wrong&lt;br /&gt;You run me off the path and crash us into the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how much I love you, it hurts to let you go&lt;br /&gt;But I really must consider what is best for myself&lt;br /&gt;Your mansion is so very beautiful, I know&lt;br /&gt;But there’s more to consider in life than your wealth…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have any questions about our parting ways&lt;br /&gt;You can find me with Humility, a friend with whom I’m staying&lt;br /&gt;We’re in a modest little home, in which he often prays&lt;br /&gt;So if you come by, please wait and don’t interrupt our praying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this really hurts, please forgive me for this letter&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me for your broken heart and turning away&lt;br /&gt;But I honestly believe that all of this is for the better&lt;br /&gt;I’m sure there are many other people with whom you can stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so this is goodbye, now let’s go our separate ways&lt;br /&gt;It’s best you do not visit me or contact me at all&lt;br /&gt;I must ask that we forget each other every time I pray&lt;br /&gt;So please be kind and stay on your own side of the wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I’m really going now, these are my parting words&lt;br /&gt;Don’t think of me, I’ll be just fine, and even if I cry&lt;br /&gt;I have new friends to comfort me, and help me to move onwards&lt;br /&gt;So this is it, I’ll take my leave, and say no more—goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely, Brian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-256821569738352016?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/256821569738352016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=256821569738352016&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/256821569738352016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/256821569738352016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2010/01/dear-pride-you-and-i-have-seen-lot-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-1157045812813474792</id><published>2010-01-20T13:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T13:31:05.758-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love searching for jobs! It's so invigorating! Just kidding. Maybe I'll draw a picture of some samurai today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-1157045812813474792?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/1157045812813474792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=1157045812813474792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/1157045812813474792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/1157045812813474792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-love-searching-for-jobs-its-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-4592754218470468910</id><published>2010-01-09T12:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T13:08:32.871-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, here in Moses Lake, we've had people shooting out store windows with a BB gun around town. Last June, there had been about 100 shot out, I think, so by now there have probably been up to a thousand or more. Needless to say, the town is quite riled up about the whole thing, and the police are fed up with it as well. They held a meeting a couple days ago, and shared some of their info and plans. They said the shooters are suspected to be somewhere between 16-19 years old, not little teenagers or gangs. They apparently have spies on all the gangs, and teenagers can't keep secrets this long, so had it been one of those, they would have caught them by now. Furthermore, they have assigned people on the lookout, undercover, and they have officers posted at strategic spots, staking out places that get shot on a regular basis. The whole thing would be quite humorous if it wasn't so offensive and inconsiderate. Humorous because they can't seem to catch them, and it's been like a year or more now. If you look at it from the bad guy's perspective, it might be kind of thrilling to be the town shooter, always evading the cops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...not that I advocate what they're doing or anything...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-4592754218470468910?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/4592754218470468910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=4592754218470468910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/4592754218470468910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/4592754218470468910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2010/01/so-here-in-moses-lake-weve-had-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-1131277950322438759</id><published>2010-01-07T13:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T13:44:02.734-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And now it's time for a song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oHdmORyVfzQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oHdmORyVfzQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one I wrote. I apologize for the lack of decent sound quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 1:&lt;br /&gt;Hundreds of feet of concrete beneath our feet&lt;br /&gt;As we walk across to the other side&lt;br /&gt;Such a barrier, parting the river&lt;br /&gt;Damming up the water as it stands with pride&lt;br /&gt;We walk&lt;br /&gt;Hand in hand, just her and I&lt;br /&gt;With the sounds of the water like cannon fodder&lt;br /&gt;Crashing below as we walk so high&lt;br /&gt;We lean against the rail, just her and I&lt;br /&gt;She said,&lt;br /&gt;"Let's fall, let's descend to the water below&lt;br /&gt;With this wall between us as we feel time slow!"&lt;br /&gt;I asked why, she said it was something that she needed to do....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;She said, "Let's feel the wind against our faces&lt;br /&gt;And plunge to our seperate places&lt;br /&gt;When the water rushes through, dear, I'll meet you&lt;br /&gt;And hold you on the other side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's feel the wind against our faces&lt;br /&gt;And plunge into our seperate places&lt;br /&gt;So just say goodbye, and imagine you can fly..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 2:&lt;br /&gt;One embrace and a single kiss goodbye&lt;br /&gt;We step over the ledge and begin to fly&lt;br /&gt;Such a barrier, between her and I&lt;br /&gt;I feel the wind and begin to cry&lt;br /&gt;We fall&lt;br /&gt;So long and I feel so alone&lt;br /&gt;With the sounds of the water like cannon fodder&lt;br /&gt;Crashing below as I wipe my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Such a lonely abyss and I wondered why&lt;br /&gt;She said,&lt;br /&gt;"Let's fall, let's descend to the water below&lt;br /&gt;With this wall between us as we feel time slow!"&lt;br /&gt;I'd asked why; she said it was something that she needed to do....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;She said, "Let's feel the wind against our faces&lt;br /&gt;And plunge into our seperate places&lt;br /&gt;When the water rushes through, dear, I'll meet you&lt;br /&gt;And hold you on the other side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's feel the wind against our faces&lt;br /&gt;And plunge into our seperate places&lt;br /&gt;So just say goodbye, and imagine you can fly..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I felt the wind against my face&lt;br /&gt;As all my emotions interlaced&lt;br /&gt;All the joy of the freedom I felt&lt;br /&gt;Mingled with the pain this fall had dealt&lt;br /&gt;And I&lt;br /&gt;Closed my eyes, and as my tears began to dry&lt;br /&gt;I imagined I could fly...!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-1131277950322438759?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/1131277950322438759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=1131277950322438759&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/1131277950322438759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/1131277950322438759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2010/01/and-now-its-time-for-song-this-is-one-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-7047459153280571619</id><published>2010-01-06T13:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T14:09:15.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wish Charlie Chaplin and Buster Keaton had done more together. I watched Limelight last night, but they only had one scene together, and while it was pretty funny, they were both rather old and the stunts they could do were limited. It would've been better if they had done a whole film together in their younger years. Oh whale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZUpiD8vEw2Y&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZUpiD8vEw2Y&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-7047459153280571619?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/7047459153280571619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=7047459153280571619&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/7047459153280571619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/7047459153280571619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-wish-charlie-chaplin-and-buster.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-6663575778194010527</id><published>2010-01-05T13:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T13:38:12.121-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There are things in my flickr account now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.flickr.com/photos/brianbridges/"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/brianbridges/&lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-6663575778194010527?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/6663575778194010527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=6663575778194010527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/6663575778194010527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/6663575778194010527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2010/01/there-are-things-in-my-flickr-account.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-5195993696034192194</id><published>2010-01-02T11:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T11:45:36.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had a weird dream about being in a Wal-Mart, which turned into a hospital, and I got stuck in an elevator that crashed, so I went through the ceiling into a large room, and I had to bust out like prison, and I turned into a flying person, and there were these bad guys shooting shotguns at other flying people, so I pushed one dude's gun aside so he'd miss, but it hit a baby and deformed its face, and I don't know...it was messed up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-5195993696034192194?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/5195993696034192194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=5195993696034192194&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/5195993696034192194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/5195993696034192194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-had-weird-dream-about-being-in-wal.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-6142089674296535754</id><published>2010-01-02T01:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T01:08:40.462-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright, you crazy kats, I finished my colored pencil art project!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs186.snc3/19351_228882668620_502238620_3244774_1079421_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Costume concept art for the final project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s73/manlybrian/Blog%20Stuff/joker_punisher_coloredpencil.jpg?t=1262417758"&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs166.snc3/19351_228883813620_502238620_3244778_6752877_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Joker vs. The Punisher"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11" x 14" - Colored Pencils&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Commissioned art project for my brother and sister-in-law for $500 school money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow this link to see a larger version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s73/manlybrian/Blog%20Stuff/joker_punisher_coloredpencil.jpg?t=1262417758"&gt;Dun dun dun!&lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-6142089674296535754?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/6142089674296535754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=6142089674296535754&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/6142089674296535754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/6142089674296535754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2010/01/alright-you-crazy-kats-i-finished-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-7208921359582615625</id><published>2009-12-31T11:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T11:43:26.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I remember back when I was a young lad, we used to go to the Meiners' house every New Years, and it would be a special event because I'd get to stay up past midnight. Nowadays, I stay up past midnight every single night. Maybe I should go to bed at 10:00 tonight for New Years, so it'll be a special occasion again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-7208921359582615625?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/7208921359582615625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=7208921359582615625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/7208921359582615625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/7208921359582615625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-remember-back-when-i-was-young-lad-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-1132530019905003951</id><published>2009-12-19T16:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T17:10:38.102-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I'm working on this $500.00 drawing for my brother. Strictly school money, so I won't be buying myself any amazing badazing toys. Anyway, it's in colored pencil, with which I am only scarcely experienced, and I've come to find that colored pencils are certainly an exercise in patience if nothing else! Man. If you try to do anything quickly with a colored pencil, it looks amateurish and sloppy. The whole layering and smoothing thing takes so long but it's the only way to make the medium look professional and not like 5th grade work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and then there are &lt;A HREF="http://www.howarddavidjohnson.com/pencil.htm"&gt;blasted hosers like this&lt;/A&gt; who make me feel unworthy of even holding a colored pencil in my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://www.howarddavidjohnson.com/illustration_0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-1132530019905003951?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/1132530019905003951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=1132530019905003951&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/1132530019905003951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/1132530019905003951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2009/12/so-im-working-on-this-500.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-2003681844630800288</id><published>2009-12-13T12:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T12:47:52.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I decided to make an interpretation for Becoming The Archetype's "Dichotomy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://music.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=music.artistalbums&amp;artistid=11371498&amp;albumid=11146994"&gt;(Click here and listen to it as you read the lyrics.)&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dichotomy"&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;You're not sour!&lt;br /&gt;That hour! Shuffle!&lt;br /&gt;Yeeaaah!&lt;br /&gt;Your neck shall lay by Rick, shut your eyes&lt;br /&gt;This funeral's back, "You're late, sons!"&lt;br /&gt;We stood about their walls to make life's idle calculations!&lt;br /&gt;My sober walnut shot&lt;br /&gt;We attacked them from the lines&lt;br /&gt;Close the doorway of the light&lt;br /&gt;Board it 'till it shines!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEEEAAAAHHH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The foolish eyes went sucking!&lt;br /&gt;Their freaking mom's deceived!&lt;br /&gt;There lies, in May, a change for Drew...&lt;br /&gt;Became all that they believe&lt;br /&gt;"They chased the anchor up, Duvall!"&lt;br /&gt;Faulty image, I'm fully man!&lt;br /&gt;Watch that creature rap about Cle Elum&lt;br /&gt;The image where the thought is armed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heavens wade in silence, for the coming of the air&lt;br /&gt;As man perfects his own imperfection&lt;br /&gt;Destruction closes in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(solo!)&lt;br /&gt;YEEAAAOOOWWW!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Egg! Fog!&lt;br /&gt;Cremate souls to make their beds!&lt;br /&gt;NO!&lt;br /&gt;All that they've created comes crashing!&lt;br /&gt;Toe! Toe! Toe! Toe!&lt;br /&gt;Toad upon their heads!&lt;br /&gt;TONGUE!!! HIS WAITER!!&lt;br /&gt;(yay, solo!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not sour!&lt;br /&gt;That hour! Shuffle!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-2003681844630800288?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/2003681844630800288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=2003681844630800288&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/2003681844630800288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/2003681844630800288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2009/12/brian-bridges-i-decided-to-make.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-401184585213590388</id><published>2009-12-11T10:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T10:56:38.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I saw a bald eagle fishing in Moses Lake's mud puddles yesterday. (Mud puddles because the lake is down so far that you can see the bottom.) He flew away with a large fish in his talons. You know our nation is in a depression when our national bird is forced to eat carp out of muddy Moses Lake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: -moz-zoom-out; width: 454px; height: 362px;" alt="http://pix.motivatedphotos.com/2008/10/23/633603582512007438-baldeagle.jpg" src="http://pix.motivatedphotos.com/2008/10/23/633603582512007438-baldeagle.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-401184585213590388?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/401184585213590388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=401184585213590388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/401184585213590388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/401184585213590388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-saw-bald-eagle-fishing-in-moses-lakes.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-895202180408040661</id><published>2009-12-10T14:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T14:30:37.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I saw Cory the other day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: -moz-zoom-out; width: 320px; height: 425px;" alt="http://fineartamerica.com/images-medium/spider-man-n-venom-eye-reflection-grant-jastal.jpg" src="http://fineartamerica.com/images-medium/spider-man-n-venom-eye-reflection-grant-jastal.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-895202180408040661?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/895202180408040661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=895202180408040661&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/895202180408040661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/895202180408040661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2009/12/so-i-saw-cory-other-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-8334680854921039236</id><published>2009-12-07T12:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T13:32:23.014-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes I feel like these crazy new operating systems are like a democratic government. Like O/Ses are heading in the same direction as our nation. Generally and perhaps stereotypically speaking, a democratic government is more involved in the people's lives, helping them pay for stuff, making things "easier" for people. With these new operating systems, it seems like things are getting more automated and "helpful" for the user. Like instead plugging a flash drive and opening a window so I can manually transfer photos, music, etc. Windows FUTURE edition wants me to open &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Microsoft Windows EZ Photo Share PLUS deluxe edition 30-day-trial demo&lt;/span&gt; so that I can transfer my photos quickly, efficiently, and easily with minimal hassle! So easy that a grandma could do it maybe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now in some cases it's okay, like when it allows for the same hands-on operation but in a more efficient manner. When using the IE6 browser, I used to have to go into the source code or the image properties to get the image link. Now with Firefox or Google Chrome, I can just right click and get the image link. Or view the image. It's quick and easy! That's fine. But new software for burning CDs, software that pops-up and has big mismatching colorful buttons for easy efficient use bugs me. I just want a folder to open, so I can drop stuff in. And I don't want Windows to protect me from "my own stupidity." I want to be able to open my Programs and Windows folders, and change my clock time, and move stuff around, and designate my own folders for my documents, and pictures, and music, without any sort of confirmation or administrative passwords necessary. Instead it feels like everything's being done for me in a way that I don't want it done. I know I can customize the O/S more to my liking, but I don't want to have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like people are too ignorant and lazy to learn how to do things manually, so the O/S tries to cater to their ignorance and serve everything on an EZ silver platter PRO 3.0, which makes things more of a hassle for those who want it the old way, because we have to try and maneuver around it all. Many times I would be happy to use the automated versions, but it's not as customizable or hands-on as I would like, and that's primarily why it's annoying. It feels like my control is really limited with such "improvements."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I wanted to say. This isn't an essay, it's my blog, so I'm not going to think up a closing paragraph.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-8334680854921039236?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/8334680854921039236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=8334680854921039236&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/8334680854921039236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/8334680854921039236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2009/12/sometimes-i-feel-like-these-crazy-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-3045022782274109249</id><published>2009-12-02T23:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T23:40:08.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is my last day of school for the quarter. Hey, why don't I like to write Q's? Because they're too CUMBERSOME!! HAHAHA!! I made that one up today. I probably shouldn't have, but you don't know what it's like to make sandwiches for people every week for two years straight! Actually it's easy, I try not to complain. Yesterday or something, I learned how to open Master &lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/4/4a/Masterlockpadlock.jpg"&gt;padlocks&lt;/a&gt; with a soda can, because we have a bunch of padlocked lockers in the back, and we don't remember ANY of the combinations. So today, I sliced up a soda can, turned it into a padlock opener, and busted into all the lockers. I felt like a pro. All I found were a bunch of aprons and stuff though. No treasure &lt;A HREF="http://netramblings.files.wordpress.com/2007/09/moustache.jpg"&gt;stashes&lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-3045022782274109249?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/3045022782274109249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=3045022782274109249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/3045022782274109249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/3045022782274109249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2009/12/tomorrow-is-my-last-day-of-school-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-6956198030079795415</id><published>2009-11-29T13:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T13:37:14.782-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>o nos! I ate too much thanksgiving. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs041.snc3/12840_185474888620_502238620_3007252_2072586_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-6956198030079795415?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/6956198030079795415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=6956198030079795415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/6956198030079795415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/6956198030079795415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2009/11/o-nos-i-ate-too-much-thanksgiving.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-678225534596877711</id><published>2009-11-25T18:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T18:14:33.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Thanksgiving, you hosers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: -moz-zoom-out; width: 400px; height: 599px;" alt="http://www.coolholidaygraphics.com/thanksgiving/funnypictures/funny5.jpg" src="http://www.coolholidaygraphics.com/thanksgiving/funnypictures/funny5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I don't even know.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-678225534596877711?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/678225534596877711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=678225534596877711&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/678225534596877711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/678225534596877711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-thanksgiving-you-hosers.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-1435535399040394187</id><published>2009-11-24T12:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T12:19:15.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"All perversity's like a wall to which I'm bound by fetters&lt;br /&gt;And perversity makes this nation tick!&lt;br /&gt;So don't prescribe me the world to make me better;&lt;br /&gt;It's the world that's making me sick!"&lt;br /&gt;~Bwian Bwian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-1435535399040394187?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/1435535399040394187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=1435535399040394187&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/1435535399040394187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/1435535399040394187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2009/11/all-perversitys-like-wall-to-which-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-3716666605303473779</id><published>2009-11-21T15:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T15:10:00.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes things I think are common knowledge end up being...not common knowledge. I was in class the other day and Mr. Teacher Man was talking about google advertising, where they have the designated top and side boxes dedicated to advertisers--and like three different people in the class mentioned that they never realized those were paid advertisements. They just thought they were the most relevant items pertaining to your search. I would have been befaggled if that was a word! I thought everybody knew how google had gotten so filthy rich. Alas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drew this hoser on a chair at Closet Space where Gerie works. I wonder if people would hire me to draw pictures in the fabric of their furniture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs084.snc3/15135_163695273620_502238620_2820451_3583444_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs084.snc3/15135_163695273620_502238620_2820451_3583444_n.jpg" WIDTH="320" HEIGHT="240"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-3716666605303473779?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/3716666605303473779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=3716666605303473779&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/3716666605303473779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/3716666605303473779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2009/11/sometimes-things-i-think-are-common.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-3689104540746969880</id><published>2009-11-19T16:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T16:54:15.311-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"A Stick, A Carrot &amp; String" by mewithoutYou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Horse's hay beneath His head our Lord was born to a manger bed, that all whose wells run dry could drink of His supply.&lt;br /&gt;To keep Him warm the Sheep drew near, so grateful for His coming here: You come with news of grace, come to take my place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Donkey whispered in His ear: Child, in thirty-some-odd years, You'll ride someone who looks like me (untriumphantly).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the Cardinals warbled a joyful song: He'll make right what man made wrong, bringing low the hills, that the valleys might be filled!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Child, asked the birds, well, aren't they lovely words we sing?&lt;br /&gt;The tiny Baby lay there without saying anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a distance stood a mangy Goat with a crooked teeth and a matted coat, weary eyes and worn, chipped &amp; twisted horns.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking: Maybe I'll make friends some day with the Cows in the pens and the Rambouillet, but for now I'll keep away - I got nothin' smart to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there's a sign on the barn in the Cabbagetown: WHEN THE RAIN PICKS UP AND THE SUN GOES DOWN, SINNERS, COME INSIDE!&lt;br /&gt;WITH NO MONEY, COME AND BUY.&lt;br /&gt;NO CLEVER TALK NOR GIFT TO BRING REQUIRES OUR LOWLY, LOVELY KING.&lt;br /&gt;COME YOU EMPTYHANDED, YOU DON'T NEED ANYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the night was cool and clear as glass with the sneaking Snake in the garden grass, as Deep cried out to Deep, the Disciples fast asleep.&lt;br /&gt;And the snake perked up when he heard You ask: if You're willing that this cup might pass we could find our way back home, maybe start a family all our own...but does not the Father guide the Son?&lt;br /&gt;Not my will but Yours be done!&lt;br /&gt;What else here to do?&lt;br /&gt;What else me but You???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the snake who'd held the world, a stick, a carrot and a string, was crushed beneath the Foot of Your not wanting anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-3689104540746969880?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/3689104540746969880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=3689104540746969880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/3689104540746969880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/3689104540746969880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2009/11/stick-carrot-string-by-mewithoutyou.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-6020434503771239945</id><published>2009-10-03T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T16:49:35.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Passion of The Christ and The Passion of Thrice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nFpZfczwY7M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nFpZfczwY7M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again these bitter herbs&lt;br /&gt;the perfect compliment to all your cryptic words&lt;br /&gt;I nod but don't know what to say, but I know you&lt;br /&gt;and I believe you're who you say you are so I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will follow you, lay down my life&lt;br /&gt;I would die for you, this very night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again the bread and wine&lt;br /&gt;but it seems the meanings may be deeper still this time&lt;br /&gt;and you surprised me when you said I'd fall away, don't you know me&lt;br /&gt;I could never be ashamed of you, no I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never been this cold, the fire's gravity compels&lt;br /&gt;like planets cling to sol, I feel my orbit start to fail&lt;br /&gt;like moths to flame I come, too close and all my oaths are burned&lt;br /&gt;as stars begin to run, all my accusers take their turn&lt;br /&gt;and calling curses down, from my lips lies like poison spill&lt;br /&gt;and then that awful sound, the sound of prophesy fulfilled&lt;br /&gt;and then I met your eyes, and I remember everything&lt;br /&gt;and something in me dies, the night that I betrayed my king&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-6020434503771239945?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/6020434503771239945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=6020434503771239945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-7495345564448430645?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/7495345564448430645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=7495345564448430645&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/7495345564448430645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/7495345564448430645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2009/10/today-my-sanity-was-rescued-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-3303525785508963430</id><published>2009-09-30T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T14:28:31.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SsPNKghibwI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Exwc7LbyKyw/s1600-h/stop.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 229px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SsPNKghibwI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Exwc7LbyKyw/s400/stop.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387375159678234370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop the &lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;clock&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;stop &lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;time&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;stop &lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;ticking&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;stop sign&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;stop being in the way&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;stop giving me that &lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;face&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;watch those &lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;hands&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;4-way&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;stop in at Moses Lake,&lt;br /&gt;At The Firefly Café,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;stop this rhyming I say!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-3303525785508963430?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/3303525785508963430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=3303525785508963430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/3303525785508963430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/3303525785508963430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2009/09/stop-clock-stop-time-stop-ticking-stop.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SsPNKghibwI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Exwc7LbyKyw/s72-c/stop.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-6452131557709674568</id><published>2009-09-29T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T15:19:26.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://64.17.135.41/images/sweet%20piano.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 182px;" src="http://64.17.135.41/images/sweet%20piano.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are on occasion, people who come into the café and play the piano. I think the majority of the people who do, seem to lack the ability or knowledge of dynamics in their playing, and despite the fact that their music is actually pretty good...the missing dynamics make it almost a mite irritating to listen to. I never realized how important they were when my teacher used to hammer them into me, but playing softer with one hand than the other, or building up your volume at certain points, or quiet here, noisy there, etc....it all works together to make beautiful music. Without such dynamics, even a pretty song can sound rather bland and somewhat uninteresting. I guess it's like the difference between a drawing or photograph that's head on, as opposed to one that's positioned at a crazy angle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like &lt;a href="http://ministryofculture.files.wordpress.com/2008/09/galactus1.jpg"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; versus &lt;a href="http://blogs.amctv.com/scifi-scanner/galactus.jpg"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-6452131557709674568?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/6452131557709674568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=6452131557709674568&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/6452131557709674568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/6452131557709674568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2009/09/there-are-on-occasion-people-who-come.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-2683402014746467795</id><published>2009-09-11T16:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T16:20:09.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I took the mop and doused the floor in a slip-n-slide of water, and then I was running and sliding across it. I was hydroplaning like 16-20 feet, it was amazing badazing! It was the most fun I've had at work since yesterday! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-2683402014746467795?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/2683402014746467795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=2683402014746467795&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/2683402014746467795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/2683402014746467795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2009/09/today-i-took-mop-and-doused-floor-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-5034950449496631632</id><published>2009-09-09T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T16:40:49.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here are some silly white board drawings I've done at the café. Pa-tanga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 520px; height: 390px;" alt="The image “http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v172/236/58/502238620/n502238620_298047_2942.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v172/236/58/502238620/n502238620_298047_2942.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 520px; height: 390px;" alt="The image “http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v295/236/58/502238620/n502238620_740155_3942.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v295/236/58/502238620/n502238620_740155_3942.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 517px; height: 388px;" alt="The image “http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v315/236/58/502238620/n502238620_753460_6253.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v315/236/58/502238620/n502238620_753460_6253.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 518px; height: 388px;" alt="The image “http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs012.snc1/2911_77374283620_502238620_1753869_7136709_n.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs012.snc1/2911_77374283620_502238620_1753869_7136709_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 522px; height: 391px;" alt="The image “http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs014.snc1/4492_88228063620_502238620_1903086_4658267_n.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs014.snc1/4492_88228063620_502238620_1903086_4658267_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 523px; height: 392px;" alt="The image “http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs014.snc1/4492_88228068620_502238620_1903087_713801_n.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs014.snc1/4492_88228068620_502238620_1903087_713801_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 523px; height: 392px;" alt="The image “http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs013.snc1/4483_88610663620_502238620_1908947_5050487_n.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs013.snc1/4483_88610663620_502238620_1908947_5050487_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 530px; height: 397px;" alt="The image “http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs112.snc1/4825_92023568620_502238620_1957302_3034701_n.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs112.snc1/4825_92023568620_502238620_1957302_3034701_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 532px; height: 399px;" alt="The image “http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs169.snc1/6330_99963123620_502238620_2084220_2745498_n.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs169.snc1/6330_99963123620_502238620_2084220_2745498_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 535px; height: 401px;" alt="The image “http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs169.snc1/6330_99963408620_502238620_2084221_3279926_n.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs169.snc1/6330_99963408620_502238620_2084221_3279926_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 538px; height: 403px;" alt="The image “http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs169.snc1/6330_99963413620_502238620_2084222_4116811_n.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs169.snc1/6330_99963413620_502238620_2084222_4116811_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 540px; height: 405px;" alt="The image “http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs267.snc1/9426_129017638620_502238620_2501098_651066_n.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs267.snc1/9426_129017638620_502238620_2501098_651066_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 540px; height: 405px;" alt="The image “http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs267.snc1/9426_129017643620_502238620_2501099_2609789_n.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs267.snc1/9426_129017643620_502238620_2501099_2609789_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-5034950449496631632?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/5034950449496631632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=5034950449496631632&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/5034950449496631632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/5034950449496631632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2009/09/here-are-some-silly-white-board.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-4093597528026816719</id><published>2009-09-03T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T13:46:12.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>o nos, i'm gotsed sick now, sry gais. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good old Chevelle. Listening to their new album now. Never do they waiver from their founding style; yet they manage to create music just as great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gerie's moving home in just a couple weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got two computers at home on a switch box so I can switch between them at the press of a button! I don't know why I enjoy such things so much. It gets me excited though. Too bad one of the computers is using Windows ME. &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go make an order! People always want food. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-4093597528026816719?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/4093597528026816719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=4093597528026816719&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/4093597528026816719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/4093597528026816719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2009/09/o-nos-im-gotsed-sick-now-sry-gais.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-4205536297690899221</id><published>2009-08-24T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T17:48:22.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I always kind of expected my younger sister to get married before me, so I'm okay with it. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-4205536297690899221?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/4205536297690899221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=4205536297690899221&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/4205536297690899221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/4205536297690899221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-always-kind-of-expected-my-younger.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-5541886968307301012</id><published>2009-08-15T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T12:43:26.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="The image “http://i25.tinypic.com/3326y6h.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://i25.tinypic.com/3326y6h.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In celebration of this 1000th post, I shall write a potry for Father Cory since he's been with me since the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back when we were n00bs, all the Internets was new&lt;br /&gt;And the message boards were ours, so we ran around and p00ned&lt;br /&gt;And quizzing was a white board where we could create our madness&lt;br /&gt;But now we realize we were n00bs and so look back in sadness&lt;br /&gt;Oh the poor dear girls we hit on; oh the poor terms we abused&lt;br /&gt;And telling Gryphon "Pronounce it PWN" but no, he just refused...&lt;br /&gt;Super Cheez and Duct Tape Man both make me cringe, yet laugh&lt;br /&gt;Oh the horrible comics and movies we'd made with things like Flash&lt;br /&gt;The IRC channels and late night n00b attacks were so epic back then&lt;br /&gt;And looking back, though they were lame, I'd do them all again.&lt;br /&gt;Metnal's in the graveyard now, I doubt it rests in peace&lt;br /&gt;The poor abused forums where all h*ck had been unleashed!&lt;br /&gt;The Sh*m bots wreaking havoc and Miss Monerz the Pusher Robot&lt;br /&gt;And the Coggins and the Floydster and other thing I'm sure I've forgot&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(ten)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So many weird memories of which I should not boast&lt;br /&gt;Except on special occasions like this 1000th blog post. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-5541886968307301012?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/5541886968307301012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=5541886968307301012&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/5541886968307301012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/5541886968307301012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2009/08/in-celebration-of-this-1000th-post-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i25.tinypic.com/3326y6h_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-4033937280128173719</id><published>2009-08-11T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T15:56:16.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm just really terrible at drawing vehicles. Motorcycles, cars, planes, trucks, tractors, bicycles, rockets, tanks, whatevermobiles, I just really can't seem to do it very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes me wonder why I agreed to do this poster with a motorcycle in it. o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other "news" it looks like there's a new Decaying Lawn album coming soon. I'm sorry, everybody. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-4033937280128173719?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/4033937280128173719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=4033937280128173719&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/4033937280128173719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/4033937280128173719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-just-really-terrible-at-drawing.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-5149150179475942968</id><published>2009-08-06T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T16:43:04.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"...But all that was left of my broken dreams was a tuna fish hung on a string."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I likes potry! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-5149150179475942968?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/5149150179475942968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=5149150179475942968&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/5149150179475942968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/5149150179475942968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-3188922182179054411</id><published>2009-07-31T17:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T17:34:18.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There was a street preacher dude across the street from our café today yelling out that people need to repent of their sins and be forgiven before &lt;A HREF="http://www.firstshowing.net/img/jb-dr_doom.jpg"&gt;doom&lt;/A&gt; comes. Nobody was around to hear him, but he yelled anyway. I find it mildly interesting that this is the only message ever declared by such &lt;A HREF="http://www.oppictures.com/singleimages/400/DRA94925CT_1_2.JPG"&gt;shouty&lt;/A&gt; people.  They never declare that people should love one another or love God, or give to the poor, or what have you, they only cry out that people need to repent before judgment comes. Hmmmm..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-3188922182179054411?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/3188922182179054411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=3188922182179054411&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/3188922182179054411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/3188922182179054411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2009/07/there-was-street-preacher-dude-across.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-1074235236131687962</id><published>2009-07-30T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T12:36:25.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Extreme!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-1074235236131687962?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/1074235236131687962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=1074235236131687962&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/1074235236131687962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/1074235236131687962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2009/07/extreme.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-6130110200441040427</id><published>2009-07-21T16:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T16:44:27.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I slayed a beast and put its head on a platter! Cade made a snowman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs189.snc1/6330_102324068620_502238620_2125082_3460308_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs189.snc1/6330_102324068620_502238620_2125082_3460308_n.jpg" WIDTH="320" HEIGHT="240"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s73/manlybrian/Blog%20Stuff/snowman.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s73/manlybrian/Blog%20Stuff/snowman.jpg" WIDTH="320" HEIGHT="240"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-6130110200441040427?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/6130110200441040427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=6130110200441040427&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/6130110200441040427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/6130110200441040427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-slayed-beast-and-put-its-head-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s73/manlybrian/Blog%20Stuff/th_snowman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-1085573608343073305</id><published>2009-07-17T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T18:06:44.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>They need a hero to tell them that sometimes the impossible can become possible if you're &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooooooooohhhhhhhh, I had a birthday,&lt;br /&gt;I'm 41 years old, and by that I mean 23&lt;br /&gt;It's older than I care to be&lt;br /&gt;But that's the way life has to go&lt;br /&gt;We can't back up and time won't slow&lt;br /&gt;If that's the case, I'll be okay&lt;br /&gt;'Cause soon my life will go away&lt;br /&gt;Hurray! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;err...hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=91620&amp;id=502238620&amp;l=97ee12f991"&gt;PICTURES!&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs189.snc1/6330_102650273620_502238620_2130592_7866754_n.jpg" WIDTH="320" HEIGHT="240"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-1085573608343073305?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/1085573608343073305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=1085573608343073305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/1085573608343073305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/1085573608343073305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2009/07/they-need-hero-to-tell-them-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-2492359266525112061</id><published>2009-07-15T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T14:21:30.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This picture freaks me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://1.download.advertise.myspace.com/05/48/87/3b4887e03ea8ef4a24ea81103d222c17_final.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-2492359266525112061?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/2492359266525112061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=2492359266525112061&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/2492359266525112061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/2492359266525112061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-picture-freaks-me-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-8090366024018166196</id><published>2009-07-05T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T14:46:55.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been wondering, how far would in-camera effects have come if people had never turned to computer graphics? Like the stuff from the old Star Wars movies or Steven Spielberg's Poltergeist movie...what would special effects like stop motion and puppets and things look like today if CG never came along? I'd imagine they would've put MUCH more attention on realistic looking costumes, complex camera tricks, maybe robots or armatures, so it would have evolved by leaps and bounds in the last 20 years, yeah? I'm almost a bit saddened that we may never see the results of what could have been. =\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-8090366024018166196?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/8090366024018166196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=8090366024018166196&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/8090366024018166196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/8090366024018166196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2009/07/ive-been-wondering-how-far-would-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-3830813081659491224</id><published>2009-06-30T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T21:13:50.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've had it with vampire romance novels! Vampires only know cold love and vengeful anger, what's so romantic about that? I want something different. I'm going to write a ZOMBIE romance novel! One emotion: Hunger. It gives me butterflies in my stomach! Mmmm. Zombie love. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="http://www.zombieism.com/photos/Zombies/zombie%20love.jpg" src="http://www.zombieism.com/photos/Zombies/zombie%20love.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-3830813081659491224?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/3830813081659491224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=3830813081659491224&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/3830813081659491224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/3830813081659491224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2009/06/ive-had-it-with-vampire-romance-novels.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-3551982868721927197</id><published>2009-06-29T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T16:11:50.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got a weak back about a week back. And I DIDN'T WATCH THE POWER RANGERS MOVIE while I was down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ahem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(It was really good by the way.)&lt;br /&gt;SO UMMM hurray for puppets and cardboard cutout music videos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://music-mix.ew.com/2009/06/mewithoutyou-the-fox-the-crow-and-the-cookie-exclusive.html"&gt;mewithoutYou - "The Fox, The Crow, and The Cookie"&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k-SiDge4hBU"&gt;He Is Legend - "The Seduction"&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cGovcXvmbU0"&gt;The Blood Brothers - "Set Fire To The Face On Fire"&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0MrXdaxbvwo"&gt;Weezer - "Keep Fishin'"&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=43pDBP9HgAw"&gt;Chevelle - "Mia"&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MM19_OTO0Ww"&gt;UnderOATH - "Too Bright To See, Too Loud To Hear"&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jGPQOOBSc4c"&gt;The Chariot - "Daggers"&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h6pi7k8PiHQ"&gt;Matt &amp; Kim - "Yea Yeah"&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WXL_Xb0zT5g"&gt;Supergrass - "Pumping On Your Stereo"&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RXlnZC--pbI"&gt;The Greyboy Allstars - "Still Waiting"&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yq7FKO5DlV0"&gt;Genesis - "Land Of Confusion"&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kv6Ewqx3PMs"&gt;Mr. Oizo - "Flat Beat"&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5Onwb4-mEpQ"&gt;Bjork - "Wanderlust"&lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-3551982868721927197?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/3551982868721927197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=3551982868721927197&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/3551982868721927197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/3551982868721927197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-got-weak-back-about-week-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-104435874898990316</id><published>2009-06-28T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T14:32:48.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hahaha! I found these on my photobucket. I'm dumb. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s73/manlybrian/other%20lands/scream02.jpg?t=1246224278" src="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s73/manlybrian/other%20lands/scream02.jpg?t=1246224278" /&gt;&lt;img alt="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s73/manlybrian/other%20lands/scream01.jpg?t=1246224283" src="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s73/manlybrian/other%20lands/scream01.jpg?t=1246224283" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s73/manlybrian/other%20lands/hughscoming.jpg?t=1246224668" src="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s73/manlybrian/other%20lands/hughscoming.jpg?t=1246224668" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s73/manlybrian/other%20lands/supergirl.jpg?t=1246224669" src="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s73/manlybrian/other%20lands/supergirl.jpg?t=1246224669" /&gt;&lt;img alt="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s73/manlybrian/other%20lands/lipstick.jpg?t=1246224670" src="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s73/manlybrian/other%20lands/lipstick.jpg?t=1246224670" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s73/manlybrian/other%20lands/hiccups.jpg?t=1246224671" src="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s73/manlybrian/other%20lands/hiccups.jpg?t=1246224671" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s73/manlybrian/other%20lands/bees.jpg?t=1246224672" src="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s73/manlybrian/other%20lands/bees.jpg?t=1246224672" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s73/manlybrian/other%20lands/toofs.jpg?t=1246224672" src="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s73/manlybrian/other%20lands/toofs.jpg?t=1246224672" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-104435874898990316?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/104435874898990316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=104435874898990316&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/104435874898990316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/104435874898990316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2009/06/hahaha-i-found-these-on-my-photobucket.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-4954502436911943549</id><published>2009-06-28T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T14:18:38.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Who would win in a fight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Orlando or Lando?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: -moz-zoom-out; width: 257px; height: 359px;" alt="http://famous-relationships.topsynergy.com/!photos/Orlando_Bloom_Main.jpg" src="http://famous-relationships.topsynergy.com/%21photos/Orlando_Bloom_Main.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: -moz-zoom-out; width: 288px; height: 358px;" alt="http://home.cc.umanitoba.ca/~kuppem/billydauto2.jpg" src="http://home.cc.umanitoba.ca/%7Ekuppem/billydauto2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha! I just wanted to say that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-4954502436911943549?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/4954502436911943549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=4954502436911943549&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/4954502436911943549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/4954502436911943549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2009/06/who-would-win-in-fight-orlando-or-lando.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-1425562048166431356</id><published>2009-06-23T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T18:38:42.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why are my injury stories NEVER cool!? Running into the sliding glass door and falling into the ditch are funny but they're not cool. Slicing the back of both my ankles open with a metal can lid inside a garbage bag isn't cool. Tripping over an air compressor and slicing my leg to the bone isn't cool. Tearing into my leg as I fail to jump over a barbed wire fence in the dark isn't cool. I just don't have any "messed up my arm when I quadruple 360 backflipped out of a burning building while saving some little kittens from their doom" stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway to add to my list of awesome injuries, I just scr*wed up my back while I was stomping my feet and clapping my hands. Granted I had about 2 or 3 pretty big crashes on my longboard, skated MANY miles without any sort of stretching, and have done looots of slouching while playing guitar/singing within the past 2-3 weeks, none of which has done my back any wonders...but why did it have to be okay through all of that mess and then get thrown out while I was doing a stupid dance for my little sister? &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so lame. (pun intended.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-1425562048166431356?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/1425562048166431356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=1425562048166431356&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/1425562048166431356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/1425562048166431356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2009/06/why-are-my-injury-stories-never-cool.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-476778415093185823</id><published>2009-06-21T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T15:25:21.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>An epic tale of excitement, action, suspense, and more suspense! Don't miss &lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=85917&amp;id=502238620&amp;l=0d6abc7bab"&gt;Super Bwian and Kia: Hunt For THE MANSTER!!&lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-476778415093185823?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/476778415093185823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=476778415093185823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/476778415093185823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/476778415093185823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2009/06/epic-tale-of-excitement-action-suspense.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-1709724533506376659</id><published>2009-06-19T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T10:41:59.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here are some more set pictures for our LEGO movie. As well as a bonus picture of Chris with our circular panning rig of doom. He's not a LEGO. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s73/manlybrian/Blog%20Stuff/lego_floortiles.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s73/manlybrian/Blog%20Stuff/lego_floortiles.jpg" WIDTH="320" HEIGHT="240"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s73/manlybrian/Blog%20Stuff/lego_garbage_head.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s73/manlybrian/Blog%20Stuff/lego_garbage_head.jpg" WIDTH="320" HEIGHT="240"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s73/manlybrian/Blog%20Stuff/lego_building.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s73/manlybrian/Blog%20Stuff/lego_building.jpg" WIDTH="320" HEIGHT="240"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s73/manlybrian/Blog%20Stuff/lego_courtyard.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s73/manlybrian/Blog%20Stuff/lego_courtyard.jpg" WIDTH="320" HEIGHT="240"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s73/manlybrian/Blog%20Stuff/beard_camera_rig.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s73/manlybrian/Blog%20Stuff/beard_camera_rig.jpg" WIDTH="320" HEIGHT="240"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-1709724533506376659?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/1709724533506376659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=1709724533506376659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/1709724533506376659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/1709724533506376659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2009/06/here-are-some-more-set-pictures-for-our.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s73/manlybrian/Blog%20Stuff/th_lego_floortiles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-988330774051064199</id><published>2009-06-15T02:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T02:43:33.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And now for another Brian's Blog Exclusive photo from our movie! Dun dun dun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s73/manlybrian/Blog%20Stuff/legoburial.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s73/manlybrian/Blog%20Stuff/legoburial.jpg" WIDTH="320" HEIGHT="240"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And look, I'm from the 50's! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s73/manlybrian/Blog%20Stuff/gum.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s73/manlybrian/Blog%20Stuff/gum.jpg" WIDTH="320" HEIGHT="240"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, although all Beaver and Steve comics are brilliant, this one is BRILLIANT. (click these pictures for full size, of course.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://external.ak.fbcdn.net/safe_image.php?d=6e0e7de8b9e53eb062efdcd3b32e7fbc&amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Ffarm4.static.flickr.com%2F3378%2F3627744855_4c09c62bef_o.png"&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://external.ak.fbcdn.net/safe_image.php?d=6e0e7de8b9e53eb062efdcd3b32e7fbc&amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Ffarm4.static.flickr.com%2F3378%2F3627744855_4c09c62bef_o.png" WIDTH="400" HEIGHT="420"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-988330774051064199?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/988330774051064199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=988330774051064199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/988330774051064199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/988330774051064199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2009/06/and-now-for-another-brians-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s73/manlybrian/Blog%20Stuff/th_legoburial.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-7282694888329780970</id><published>2009-06-13T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T19:01:17.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Time to fly through washing the dishes and head over to Beard's house to work on our new LEGO movie. I can't give out any spoilers but I believe I can safely say these words:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEGOs.&lt;br /&gt;Musical.&lt;br /&gt;Mad Scientist.&lt;br /&gt;Corpse.&lt;br /&gt;"Magnificent Head of Hair."&lt;br /&gt;Angry Mob.&lt;br /&gt;AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's a Brian's Blog Exclusive photo of one of the background characters!&lt;br /&gt;THE ARCHBISHOP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s73/manlybrian/Blog%20Stuff/bishop400.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-7282694888329780970?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/7282694888329780970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=7282694888329780970&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/7282694888329780970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/7282694888329780970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2009/06/time-to-fly-through-washing-dishes-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s73/manlybrian/Blog%20Stuff/th_bishop400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-1525893241656318135</id><published>2009-06-11T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T00:40:21.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Facebook is ruining my blog's life. I need to be more better!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-1525893241656318135?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/1525893241656318135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=1525893241656318135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/1525893241656318135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/1525893241656318135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2009/06/facebook-is-ruining-my-blogs-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-6193573277263704326</id><published>2009-06-07T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T21:53:16.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some things just aren't okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've been thinking. I can't tell you what I've been thinking though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I'm delighted with all the lightning and thunder we've had this week! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-6193573277263704326?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/6193573277263704326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=6193573277263704326&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/6193573277263704326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/6193573277263704326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2009/06/some-things-just-arent-okay-so-ive-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-5889074298281122329</id><published>2009-06-07T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T12:22:48.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;A HREF="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q0syId07dIE"&gt;I&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A HREF="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RyQG5lwJRxc"&gt;love&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A HREF="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xkrLWjNxYbY"&gt;toy&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A HREF="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a7TMFyLL90E"&gt;commercials.&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mdp7KxcYt6c"&gt;^_^&lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-5889074298281122329?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/5889074298281122329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=5889074298281122329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/5889074298281122329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/5889074298281122329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-love-toy-commercials.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-2572996288713661636</id><published>2009-05-29T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T11:07:00.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Remember kids! Don't wear axe products into assisted living places or the ladies will be all up ons!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-2572996288713661636?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/2572996288713661636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=2572996288713661636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/2572996288713661636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/2572996288713661636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2009/05/remember-kids-dont-wear-axe-products.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-5501721472957529645</id><published>2009-05-27T15:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T15:53:44.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ummm...I think the word I'm looking for is....GROSS??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://www.beverageworld.com/images/stories/bubbleyum_orig_big.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://www.zandlgroup.com/Zandland/BubbleYumSoda.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-5501721472957529645?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/5501721472957529645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=5501721472957529645&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/5501721472957529645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/5501721472957529645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2009/05/ummm.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-8814022515313270582</id><published>2009-05-15T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T10:38:05.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is suppose to go on your ice cream and stuff. It was right above the Hershey's Chocolate Syrup. &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s73/manlybrian/Blog%20Stuff/wollyjrancher.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s73/manlybrian/Blog%20Stuff/wollyjrancher.jpg" WIDTH="320" HEIGHT="240"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-8814022515313270582?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/8814022515313270582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=8814022515313270582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/8814022515313270582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/8814022515313270582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-is-suppose-to-go-on-your-ice-cream.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s73/manlybrian/Blog%20Stuff/th_wollyjrancher.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-7825018581303743141</id><published>2009-05-10T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T20:56:48.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm getting back into shape for my antics this Summer. That just means I go outside once in a while instead of sitting inside all day. We went to the Wenatchee Forest for Mother's Day. Let me tell you, being a mother is haaarrrd work! I'm a mother to a little blue parakeet and I have to feed her and change her water like EVERY THREE DAYS or something!! Madre dulce. But somehow, I manage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Mother's Day, everybody! (that means you too, Cory.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-7825018581303743141?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/7825018581303743141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=7825018581303743141&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/7825018581303743141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/7825018581303743141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-getting-back-into-shape-for-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-5300981615172876328</id><published>2009-05-08T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T15:38:21.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm sitting on the Lucero's dog again this weekend. Hopefully I'll have some exciting adventures but equally hopefully I won't slice my leg open on any barbed wire fences this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's time for my Vu review...or my reVU.&lt;br /&gt;It's great! That's all. Well actually it really shines if you're using the Internet because it's a touch screen and all so that's handy. It's not an iphone but I also only paid $150 for it so how do you like them Apples? (I only said that for puns' sake.) The touch screen keyboard takes a looot of getting used to. It's an exercise in patience until you get the hang of it. The battery takes seven years to charge but then it lasts seven years (unless you're watching TV episodes on your phone, then it only lasts 2-3 years.) It sucks for playing games because there's no keypad, so instead you get four screen arrows, one button, two menu buttons, and then you can usually assign your call, clear, and maybe camera buttons for stuff too. Keypad is better though. It'd be hard to play Street Fighter II on this phone like I did with my last LG. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now, kids! Come join us next time for another exciting adventure!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-5300981615172876328?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/5300981615172876328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=5300981615172876328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/5300981615172876328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/5300981615172876328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-sitting-on-luceros-dog-again-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-6757612108326383249</id><published>2009-05-07T16:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T16:51:07.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I would like to introduce you to my new favorite music video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;videoid=56511509"&gt;The Chariot - Daggers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;object width="425px" height="360px" &gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"/&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=56511509,t=1,mt=video"/&gt;&lt;embed src="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=56511509,t=1,mt=video" width="425" height="360" allowFullScreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would also like to introduce you to my new favorite hot sauce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs012.snc1/2911_77997198620_502238620_1761558_882133_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs012.snc1/2911_77997198620_502238620_1761558_882133_n.jpg" WIDTH="320" HEIGHT="240"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs012.snc1/2911_77996873620_502238620_1761556_473449_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs012.snc1/2911_77996873620_502238620_1761556_473449_n.jpg" WIDTH="320" HEIGHT="240"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-6757612108326383249?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/6757612108326383249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=6757612108326383249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/6757612108326383249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/6757612108326383249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-would-like-to-introduce-you-to-my-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-5651937439694896527</id><published>2009-05-07T01:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T01:41:21.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm going to post a post post-it note on a post that's supposed to have posed a threat to ummm...I need to go to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-5651937439694896527?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/5651937439694896527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=5651937439694896527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/5651937439694896527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/5651937439694896527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-going-to-post-post-post-it-note-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-1695154105126473263</id><published>2009-04-24T16:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T16:42:02.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I decided to make a Sandwich Salad Sandwich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So first I made a sandwich...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s73/manlybrian/sss01.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s73/manlybrian/sss01.jpg" WIDTH="320" HEIGHT="240"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I diced it and put it in a bowl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s73/manlybrian/sss02.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s73/manlybrian/sss02.jpg" WIDTH="320" HEIGHT="240"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I made it into a salad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s73/manlybrian/sss03.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s73/manlybrian/sss03.jpg" WIDTH="320" HEIGHT="240"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And THEN I put it into a sandwich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s73/manlybrian/sss04.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s73/manlybrian/sss04.jpg" WIDTH="320" HEIGHT="240"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was actually kind of not bad. How rare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s73/manlybrian/sss05.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s73/manlybrian/sss05.jpg" WIDTH="320" HEIGHT="240"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-1695154105126473263?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/1695154105126473263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=1695154105126473263&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/1695154105126473263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/1695154105126473263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-decided-to-make-sandwich-salad.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-3653827108044289374</id><published>2009-04-15T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T19:35:30.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It is done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.suckerpunch.com/detail.php/games/infamous"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 357px;" src="http://www.wallpaperez.net/wallpaper/games/Infamous-1727.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 229px;" src="http://ps3media.ign.com/ps3/image/article/917/917931/infamous-20081009020107996.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 270px;" src="http://www.creativetraction.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/12/infamous_logo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-3653827108044289374?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/3653827108044289374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=3653827108044289374&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/3653827108044289374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/3653827108044289374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2009/04/it-is-done.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-343201077054672474</id><published>2009-03-31T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T15:27:09.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;A HREF="http://cgi.ebay.com/BLAUER-WATER-RESISTANT-3-SEASON-POLICE-JACKET-34-XS-S_W0QQitemZ120394452034QQcmdZViewItemQQptZVintage_Men_s_Clothing?hash=item120394452034&amp;_trksid=p3286.c0.m14&amp;_trkparms=72%3A1205|66%3A2|65%3A12|39%3A1|240%3A1318|301%3A0|293%3A1|294%3A50"&gt;Hey look, it's my $6.00 coat selling for $50.00! =D&lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-343201077054672474?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/343201077054672474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=343201077054672474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/343201077054672474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/343201077054672474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2009/03/hey-look-its-my-6.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-188462647000545703</id><published>2009-03-30T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T01:37:07.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I bought this ridiculous coat at Goodwill for like six moneys. It has 3 unzippable layers, an optional fur collar (with a wrap around feature) an inner pocket on the innermost layer, an inner pocket on the outer layer, the middle layer is an optional vest, and the innermost layer has holes under the sleeves so it too can be sleeveless if you so desire. The outer layer also has zippers up the sides because being able to open the sides of your coat is uhhh...important. Either that or the manufacturers had zippers to spare. It also weighs about ten pounds. I'm even pretty sure there are secret passageways I have yet to discover inside this coat! (And fortunately it works well with the Russianadian Hat, eh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some bad quality pictures. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s73/manlybrian/Blog%20Stuff/coat_noneck.jpg"&gt;Normal&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s73/manlybrian/Blog%20Stuff/coat_neck.jpg"&gt;Collar wrapped around (o_O)&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s73/manlybrian/Blog%20Stuff/huge_zipper.jpg"&gt;Giant zipper&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s73/manlybrian/Blog%20Stuff/inner_layer.jpg"&gt;Zipper for the Innermost layer&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s73/manlybrian/Blog%20Stuff/inner_layer_has_vest_layer.jpg"&gt;Zipper for the Middle layer&lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-188462647000545703?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/188462647000545703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=188462647000545703&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/188462647000545703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/188462647000545703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-bought-this-ridiculous-coat-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-3484825263272635332</id><published>2009-03-27T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T15:53:12.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In my days of playing Roller Coaster Tycoon, I used to make a whole bunch of french fry stands with loads of salt. I'd make the fries all free of charge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I made a whole bunch of drink stands for the masses of now-thirsty peoples. I made all the sodas free of charge! People were getting drinks like there was no tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I made a whole bunch of bathrooms and charged everybody $20.00 to use them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww, marketing. ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-3484825263272635332?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/3484825263272635332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=3484825263272635332&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/3484825263272635332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/3484825263272635332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2009/03/in-my-days-of-playing-roller-coaster.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-4814976807457963130</id><published>2009-03-23T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T14:53:45.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ows. I'm busted. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s73/manlybrian/Blog%20Stuff/Picture8.jpg"&gt;This is really gross. Don't look at it.&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s73/manlybrian/Blog%20Stuff/Picture9.jpg"&gt;This is really gross too. Don't look at it either.&lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-4814976807457963130?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/4814976807457963130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=4814976807457963130&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/4814976807457963130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/4814976807457963130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2009/03/ows.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-5436897849665583511</id><published>2009-03-21T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T10:39:25.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I tried to jump a barbed wire fence last night. It wasn't too high but it &lt;I&gt;was&lt;/I&gt; too dark. Since I couldn't quite make out just how much of a jump I needed, my leg proceeded to catch on the top wire and I performed something you might see in a really pathetic slap-stick comedy where I landed with the wire between my legs, getting me all tangled up. The only really bad thing that came of it was that one of the blades impaled into my leg and ran about a 3 or 4 inch long slash through it. The biggest downside of all might be the fact it's such a beautiful cut and yet it's in a location where I can't really show people. &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just my luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-5436897849665583511?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/5436897849665583511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=5436897849665583511&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/5436897849665583511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/5436897849665583511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-tried-to-jump-barbed-wire-fence-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-3662256842775239627</id><published>2009-03-17T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:40:45.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My car is currently dead, I accidentally broke my new camera, and due to another more different accident, I am at this moment mourning the loss of my beloved best friends: The Sideburns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But other than those catastrophes, things are alright!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-3662256842775239627?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/3662256842775239627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=3662256842775239627&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/3662256842775239627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/3662256842775239627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-car-is-currently-dead-i-accidentally.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-6226044946694592612</id><published>2009-03-10T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T14:45:18.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The other day I stomped on a fork (on the floor) with my hand held out, and the fork flipped into the air and landed straight into my hand where I caught it. Everything about it was perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except for the fact that nobody saw it happen and there were no cameras.&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/6330978-6226044946694592612?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/6226044946694592612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=6226044946694592612&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/6226044946694592612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/6226044946694592612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2009/03/other-day-i-stomped-on-fork-on-floor.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-5135609890849918869</id><published>2009-02-20T11:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T11:16:01.161-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The website I stole these from had some bad ones. Which is why I stole the good ones and left the bad ones to rot!! Also they started getting not funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you watch the movie `Jaws' backwards, it's a movie about a shark that keeps throwing up people until they have to open a beach. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you watch LOST backwards you realize it's the same thing as if you would watch if forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you watch Heroes backwards you realise that it's been getting progressively better over time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you watch Friends backwards, Courtney Cox seems to get older somehow. I think it's the hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you watch House backwards, it's still never lupus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you watch Rambo backwards, it's Sylvester Stallone healing people with his magical bullet vacuum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And repairing helicopters with nothing but a bow and arrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you watch Fight Club backwards, you see Ed Norton turn from a crazy streetperson into a successful productive member of society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you watch the 1997 version of Episode IV backwards, Greedo shoots first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you watch Memento backwards, it makes complete sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you watch the Lord of the Ring trilogy backwards, it's a saga about a little guy who gets a cool ring from a volcano and spends the rest of the films walking home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you watch this thread backwards you see it get progressively more funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-5135609890849918869?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/5135609890849918869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=5135609890849918869&amp;isPopup=true' title='30 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/5135609890849918869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/5135609890849918869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2009/02/website-i-stole-these-from-had-some-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>30</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-6488194908222926035</id><published>2009-02-19T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T21:50:27.729-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know what's weird and kind of messed up? When I turned 16 Rosanne started subtracting 10 years from my age to get my REAL age. It caught on, and when I turned 17 I was 7, when I turned 18 I was 8, and so on. But then when I hit 21 everybody started ADDING about 20 years to my age so now they all say I'm 40! Getting old is the shaft, man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'll be okay as long as I don't get fat and lose my acrobatics/coordination. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-6488194908222926035?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/6488194908222926035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=6488194908222926035&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/6488194908222926035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/6488194908222926035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2009/02/you-know-whats-weird-and-kind-of-messed.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-404592100371720403</id><published>2009-02-15T19:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T19:57:38.904-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Coraline is one of the best looking stop motion films I've seen. It was so beautiful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-404592100371720403?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/404592100371720403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=404592100371720403&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/404592100371720403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/404592100371720403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2009/02/coraline-is-one-of-best-looking-stop.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-7512577411917287501</id><published>2009-02-14T17:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T17:39:58.578-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was weird. I went into work and there were already people there eating. The first odd thing I noticed was a heart on the board in the advertisement for the drink special. A mocha or something. I thought it was odd because hearts usually represent healthy stuff or something like on Oatmeal containers, and mom doesn't usually use them. I ignored it.&lt;br /&gt;The next odd thing I noticed was that mom was wearing a heart necktie that day. I didn't put the two hearts together, I just thought it was funny that she was wearing a tie. (she'd just bought a bag of ties recently for...some reason. She's mom.)&lt;br /&gt;Later I noticed that mom was giving away brownies to the customers for free. It was odd but I assumed she was just sampling them for feedback or something?&lt;br /&gt;The next odd thing was that we were SERIOUSLY BUSY!! Mom finally had to call Megan in to help, 'cause we were packed for hours and the rush wasn't slowing. I was like, "Man, what a weird day this is! Did people just get their paychecks or something??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally mom said something about it being Valentines Day and I was like, "It's Valentintes Day!!" and they were like, "...yeeeaaah." and slowly but surely as I looked around the room, things started fading into the picture--the hearts, the free brownies, the attire, the tons of people (mostly couples), everything started to make sense!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was weird, man.&lt;br /&gt;P.S. The stupid thing is I've known all week that Valentines Day was coming up and I still forgot. =\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-7512577411917287501?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/7512577411917287501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=7512577411917287501&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/7512577411917287501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/7512577411917287501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2009/02/today-was-weird.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330978.post-4184036101326737351</id><published>2009-02-13T00:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T00:46:50.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To see what kind of video my camera makes, I recorded this cover for Thrice's "A Song For Milly Michaelson"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pv0VqJT6dCE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pv0VqJT6dCE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6330978-4184036101326737351?l=b-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/4184036101326737351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6330978&amp;postID=4184036101326737351&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/4184036101326737351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6330978/posts/default/4184036101326737351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-squared.blogspot.com/2009/02/to-see-what-kind-of-video-my-camera.html' title=''/><author><name>Sir Brian The Manly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861353913585405608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vu4KWx2JT_k/SIOLsNX44pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eLz03sSZ-3Q/S220/IMG_3072.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
