<?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-4335101803907000753</id><updated>2011-08-01T21:26:35.764-05:00</updated><title type='text'>431LKH</title><subtitle type='html'>A blog as random as it's title.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jaybird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17762000700716971509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI6MJkJhtfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5kJs_aymEVM/S220/ham.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335101803907000753.post-1154240459504563624</id><published>2010-10-23T10:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T10:53:42.364-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Advances in Portable Toilets</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;In times past, while traveling in the car well out of range of a public restroom, one would have to use something like an old bottle for a makeshift toilet. Or, I don't know, find an actual toilet maybe. Apparently there is a shortage of readily available toilets, putting many toddlers that are just out of diapers and not quite potty trained in danger. Luckily, there are several opportunistic companies making portable toilets and marketing them to parents of kids in this "danger zone". These are cardboard and plastic things you tote around with you. What you do with them after they have been used I have no idea. Without further ado, I present "Advances in Portable Toilets"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;Potty Flip Disposable Potty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/TMMAbDzpqfI/AAAAAAAAAVo/BwBsaVqDGok/s1600/potty3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/TMMAbDzpqfI/AAAAAAAAAVo/BwBsaVqDGok/s400/potty3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531265232219515378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"It's potty time.. anytime." Is this really the message we want to send? I'd prefer "It's potty time when we are within convenient range of a bathroom or you are wearing a diaper". This was basically a collapsible cardboard box lined with a plastic bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;TravelJohn Jr. Disposable Urinal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/TMMAa4GkZ6I/AAAAAAAAAVg/6HJ4m6-SFck/s1600/potty2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/TMMAa4GkZ6I/AAAAAAAAAVg/6HJ4m6-SFck/s400/potty2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531265229077637026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;$9.99 for the convenience of peeing in the car? It's called an empty Big Gulp cup, seriously! If this is the TravelJohn "Jr." I am scared to ask what the TravelJohn "Sr." does.  And is "gels instantly" really a selling point? Is it that much better to be left holding a container of gelled pee than regular pee? I also notice at the top left it says "each holds 20 oz". 20 ounces?! I think you should be visiting a doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Potette Plus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/TMMAaw7fQRI/AAAAAAAAAVY/pmdMOHECo8A/s1600/portable+potty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/TMMAaw7fQRI/AAAAAAAAAVY/pmdMOHECo8A/s400/portable+potty.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531265227152113938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Because the regular Potette wasn't enough they introduced the Potette Plus! Strolling down the sidewalk and gotta go? Just whip out the Potette Plus like this little girl. Because there is nothing unusual about relieving oneself on a public sidewalk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4335101803907000753-1154240459504563624?l=431lkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/feeds/1154240459504563624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4335101803907000753&amp;postID=1154240459504563624' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/1154240459504563624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/1154240459504563624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/2010/10/advances-in-portable-toilets.html' title='Advances in Portable Toilets'/><author><name>Jaybird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17762000700716971509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI6MJkJhtfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5kJs_aymEVM/S220/ham.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/TMMAbDzpqfI/AAAAAAAAAVo/BwBsaVqDGok/s72-c/potty3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335101803907000753.post-4298621731360847309</id><published>2010-09-15T14:23:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T14:51:05.493-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baseball</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I can't think of anything to write about so here are some pictures from recent baseball games we have been to. I went to two &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Frisco Roughriders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; games in one week!  Unfortunately I only took pictures at one of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/TJEdbefUFpI/AAAAAAAAAU4/yft62hx0ow0/s1600/riders4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/TJEdbefUFpI/AAAAAAAAAU4/yft62hx0ow0/s400/riders4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517223376383645330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I was lucky to catch games that had two major league players in them while they were rehabbing injuries! Here is the Texas Ranger's All-Star Outfielder Nelson Cruz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/TJEdbPldZNI/AAAAAAAAAUw/BNveznddT1o/s1600/riders3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/TJEdbPldZNI/AAAAAAAAAUw/BNveznddT1o/s400/riders3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517223372382889170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also present in the second game (that I did not take pictures at) was All-Star second basemen Ian Kinsler. I did, however, get pictures of Ric Renner, famous FSN sportscaster with his infamous hairdo-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/TJEdaVp_OyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/OMORf5wuvtE/s1600/riders1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/TJEdaVp_OyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/OMORf5wuvtE/s400/riders1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517223356832627490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This is the best photo I could find of him online if you don't know who he is-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/TJEg2y1WJTI/AAAAAAAAAVI/bhhOWK81jRk/s1600/60839.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 112px; height: 162px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/TJEg2y1WJTI/AAAAAAAAAVI/bhhOWK81jRk/s400/60839.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517227144236115250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Next we went to a Texas Ranger's game. Here is the view from our favorite seats (right field lower deck)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/TJEdb9Z5FyI/AAAAAAAAAVA/3rZ9AeGmIdM/s1600/rangersseptember2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/TJEdb9Z5FyI/AAAAAAAAAVA/3rZ9AeGmIdM/s400/rangersseptember2010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517223384682403618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to a controversial homerun call I was even on TV! See that little blue dot next to the orange dot? That's me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/TJEg3OFQcBI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/d4zCsqIeJog/s1600/baseballtv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/TJEg3OFQcBI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/d4zCsqIeJog/s400/baseballtv.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517227151550607378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4335101803907000753-4298621731360847309?l=431lkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/feeds/4298621731360847309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4335101803907000753&amp;postID=4298621731360847309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/4298621731360847309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/4298621731360847309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/2010/09/baseball.html' title='Baseball'/><author><name>Jaybird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17762000700716971509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI6MJkJhtfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5kJs_aymEVM/S220/ham.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/TJEdbefUFpI/AAAAAAAAAU4/yft62hx0ow0/s72-c/riders4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335101803907000753.post-7751479434934443463</id><published>2010-09-13T23:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T23:06:51.740-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Booster Seats</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My lovely wife just barely qualifies to not have to use a booster seat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/TI70vF29vBI/AAAAAAAAAUY/6KA_zChh23g/s1600/heathertall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/TI70vF29vBI/AAAAAAAAAUY/6KA_zChh23g/s400/heathertall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516615683439180818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4335101803907000753-7751479434934443463?l=431lkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/feeds/7751479434934443463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4335101803907000753&amp;postID=7751479434934443463' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/7751479434934443463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/7751479434934443463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/2010/09/booster-seats.html' title='Booster Seats'/><author><name>Jaybird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17762000700716971509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI6MJkJhtfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5kJs_aymEVM/S220/ham.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/TI70vF29vBI/AAAAAAAAAUY/6KA_zChh23g/s72-c/heathertall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335101803907000753.post-4349094433459106615</id><published>2010-08-25T16:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T16:38:00.119-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Baby Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Toilet Targets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How did they get by on the prairie without them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/THA6dvnl7NI/AAAAAAAAAUI/KZwcRRb8lFA/s1600/peetargets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/THA6dvnl7NI/AAAAAAAAAUI/KZwcRRb8lFA/s400/peetargets.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507966626947263698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Only 13 bucks for 30 packing peanuts, what a deal!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, If we end up needing toilet targets I think we'll just use Cheerios, you get a box of like 5,000 for 3 bucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4335101803907000753-4349094433459106615?l=431lkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/feeds/4349094433459106615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4335101803907000753&amp;postID=4349094433459106615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/4349094433459106615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/4349094433459106615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/2010/08/more-baby-stuff.html' title='More Baby Stuff'/><author><name>Jaybird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17762000700716971509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI6MJkJhtfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5kJs_aymEVM/S220/ham.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/THA6dvnl7NI/AAAAAAAAAUI/KZwcRRb8lFA/s72-c/peetargets.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335101803907000753.post-1070142588304003701</id><published>2010-08-24T17:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T17:41:00.095-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Insurance Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/TG8hB4SkZLI/AAAAAAAAAUA/vTdeYx1CzQM/s1600/insuranceman2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/TG8hB4SkZLI/AAAAAAAAAUA/vTdeYx1CzQM/s400/insuranceman2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507657185471259826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I would think "no license" would be a problem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4335101803907000753-1070142588304003701?l=431lkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/feeds/1070142588304003701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4335101803907000753&amp;postID=1070142588304003701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/1070142588304003701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/1070142588304003701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/2010/08/insurance-man.html' title='Insurance Man'/><author><name>Jaybird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17762000700716971509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI6MJkJhtfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5kJs_aymEVM/S220/ham.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/TG8hB4SkZLI/AAAAAAAAAUA/vTdeYx1CzQM/s72-c/insuranceman2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335101803907000753.post-1884706289712505374</id><published>2010-08-23T20:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T20:36:00.410-05:00</updated><title type='text'>VCR Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The VCR Quarterback! Only 3 bucks at Half Price Books, it was very tempting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/TG3cJhDjbvI/AAAAAAAAAT4/y90_3xCNXXU/s1600/NFL+VCR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/TG3cJhDjbvI/AAAAAAAAAT4/y90_3xCNXXU/s400/NFL+VCR.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507299975394193138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4335101803907000753-1884706289712505374?l=431lkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/feeds/1884706289712505374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4335101803907000753&amp;postID=1884706289712505374' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/1884706289712505374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/1884706289712505374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/2010/08/vcr-game.html' title='VCR Game'/><author><name>Jaybird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17762000700716971509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI6MJkJhtfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5kJs_aymEVM/S220/ham.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/TG3cJhDjbvI/AAAAAAAAAT4/y90_3xCNXXU/s72-c/NFL+VCR.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335101803907000753.post-1302510251694053767</id><published>2010-08-22T20:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T20:20:00.281-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;While perusing baby things at Target we spotted these gems:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strike style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Human Leash&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "Harness Buddy"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/TG3YZdw3uiI/AAAAAAAAATo/EM2sB9E3vU4/s1600/BabyLeash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/TG3YZdw3uiI/AAAAAAAAATo/EM2sB9E3vU4/s400/BabyLeash.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507295851341920802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Because if you don't buy it, there is nothing to stop an SUV from running your child over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;At least they've improved it since I was a toddler and added a teddy bear to make it a little less degrading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cheer for Me! Potty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with "encouraging songs"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/TG3YZudcSOI/AAAAAAAAATw/_WUUw3PYPxg/s1600/Potty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/TG3YZudcSOI/AAAAAAAAATw/_WUUw3PYPxg/s400/Potty.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507295855823833314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wish they made adult toilets with multi-language affirmations and "encouraging songs"!&lt;br /&gt;I ponder the scientific panel put together to determine which songs were the most "encouraging".&lt;br /&gt;I was disappointed the "Muy Bueno!" subtitle in the speech bubble didn't turn out in the picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4335101803907000753-1302510251694053767?l=431lkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/feeds/1302510251694053767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4335101803907000753&amp;postID=1302510251694053767' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/1302510251694053767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/1302510251694053767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/2010/08/baby-stuff.html' title='Baby Stuff'/><author><name>Jaybird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17762000700716971509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI6MJkJhtfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5kJs_aymEVM/S220/ham.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/TG3YZdw3uiI/AAAAAAAAATo/EM2sB9E3vU4/s72-c/BabyLeash.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335101803907000753.post-3088335534655341681</id><published>2010-08-21T20:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T20:15:00.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Burgers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Continuing with the "B" theme. A few weeks ago Whataburger gave away free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; burgers if you were wearing orange. A lot of people showed up, it was surreal. One kid even had an orange life jacket (blurry picture).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/TG3XxS3_uII/AAAAAAAAATI/gRSUpQj_YGU/s1600/Burger1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/TG3XxS3_uII/AAAAAAAAATI/gRSUpQj_YGU/s400/Burger1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507295161224247426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/TG3X66PqyDI/AAAAAAAAATY/U5fLwj0hypM/s1600/Burger3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/TG3X66PqyDI/AAAAAAAAATY/U5fLwj0hypM/s400/Burger3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507295326411343922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/TG3X6e7sMFI/AAAAAAAAATQ/gloSITSdRvY/s1600/Burger2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/TG3X6e7sMFI/AAAAAAAAATQ/gloSITSdRvY/s400/Burger2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507295319079792722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/TG3X7EFM3mI/AAAAAAAAATg/VDVo-DNWTOI/s1600/Burger4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/TG3X7EFM3mI/AAAAAAAAATg/VDVo-DNWTOI/s400/Burger4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507295329051795042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4335101803907000753-3088335534655341681?l=431lkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/feeds/3088335534655341681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4335101803907000753&amp;postID=3088335534655341681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/3088335534655341681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/3088335534655341681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/2010/08/burgers.html' title='Burgers'/><author><name>Jaybird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17762000700716971509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI6MJkJhtfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5kJs_aymEVM/S220/ham.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/TG3XxS3_uII/AAAAAAAAATI/gRSUpQj_YGU/s72-c/Burger1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335101803907000753.post-1329608352615915623</id><published>2010-08-20T20:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T20:13:00.659-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Botox</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Judging by her face, apparently B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;otox will change you from worried to indifferent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/TG3W2W36cAI/AAAAAAAAATA/nWZntIEmgZE/s1600/Botox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/TG3W2W36cAI/AAAAAAAAATA/nWZntIEmgZE/s400/Botox.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507294148685361154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4335101803907000753-1329608352615915623?l=431lkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/feeds/1329608352615915623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4335101803907000753&amp;postID=1329608352615915623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/1329608352615915623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/1329608352615915623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/2010/08/botox.html' title='Botox'/><author><name>Jaybird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17762000700716971509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI6MJkJhtfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5kJs_aymEVM/S220/ham.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/TG3W2W36cAI/AAAAAAAAATA/nWZntIEmgZE/s72-c/Botox.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335101803907000753.post-6114452856455617978</id><published>2010-08-19T20:11:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T20:39:41.976-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bread</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Someone really went crazy at the bread store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/TG3WaO0YqfI/AAAAAAAAAS4/L70aCAbYRqU/s1600/BreadTrailer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/TG3WaO0YqfI/AAAAAAAAAS4/L70aCAbYRqU/s400/BreadTrailer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507293665486744050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS- I've got 4 solid days of blog posts that start with the letter "B". Hooray!&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/4335101803907000753-6114452856455617978?l=431lkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/feeds/6114452856455617978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4335101803907000753&amp;postID=6114452856455617978' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/6114452856455617978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/6114452856455617978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/2010/08/bread.html' title='Bread'/><author><name>Jaybird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17762000700716971509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI6MJkJhtfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5kJs_aymEVM/S220/ham.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/TG3WaO0YqfI/AAAAAAAAAS4/L70aCAbYRqU/s72-c/BreadTrailer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335101803907000753.post-8398423469603135946</id><published>2010-05-25T22:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T22:28:01.410-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bucket Tomatoes (Part 3)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The bucket tomato plant is dead and has been for quite some time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4335101803907000753-8398423469603135946?l=431lkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/feeds/8398423469603135946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4335101803907000753&amp;postID=8398423469603135946' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/8398423469603135946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/8398423469603135946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/2010/05/bucket-tomatoes-part-3.html' title='Bucket Tomatoes (Part 3)'/><author><name>Jaybird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17762000700716971509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI6MJkJhtfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5kJs_aymEVM/S220/ham.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335101803907000753.post-3586210689361645262</id><published>2009-07-31T15:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T15:30:00.301-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bucket Tomatoes (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ok, to do this you need two buckets per plant. One will be your water reservoir bucket (the bottom bucket) and the other will be your plant bucket (the top bucket). You will also need something to act as a screen between the dirt and water that will also hold up the upper bucket. Some people buy filter cages made for ponds, but I just cut holes in a coffee can. Another thing you need is a tube of some sort to get the water through the dirt and to the bottom bucket. I used a chunk of old water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; hose. Let's get started!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SnEYVWm8_TI/AAAAAAAAASM/mfQ5ZTO_afk/s1600-h/cutbucket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SnEYVWm8_TI/AAAAAAAAASM/mfQ5ZTO_afk/s400/cutbucket.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364095386300251442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, outline the coffee can on the bottom of the bucket and cut INSIDE the lines (so that the can rim can hold up the other bucket). Then cut a hole wide enough for the hose (not pictured). Next you will need to mark the top of the coffee can in the "dirt bucket" and drill a hole so that you will know when the water &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;reservoir is full (the water will squirt out of the side). Notice the slits &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;cut in the coffee can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SnEY6eeUHwI/AAAAAAAAASU/EN6xhYepjw4/s1600-h/canholes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SnEY6eeUHwI/AAAAAAAAASU/EN6xhYepjw4/s400/canholes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364096024066662146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I didn't actually do the above step because my water bucket had a coating of paint I could not get out so I lined it with a trash bag to prevent paint leeching into the water and then my tomatoes. Punching a hole would have messed everything up. Here is what the "t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;op bucket" should look like upside down:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SnEZ8zIvWYI/AAAAAAAAASc/Ld8nBFS4vpg/s1600-h/topbucket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SnEZ8zIvWYI/AAAAAAAAASc/Ld8nBFS4vpg/s400/topbucket.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364097163484682626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And here is what the inside of the top bucket should look like before adding dirt:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SnEZ9LTPYBI/AAAAAAAAASk/oJJYMqbgFKI/s1600-h/insidebucket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SnEZ9LTPYBI/AAAAAAAAASk/oJJYMqbgFKI/s400/insidebucket.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364097169971175442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Add dirt, your plant, fill the bottom half with water through the hose and you're done:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SnEask5tG9I/AAAAAAAAASs/7lpwOz5KOw0/s1600-h/done.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SnEask5tG9I/AAAAAAAAASs/7lpwOz5KOw0/s400/done.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364097984297245650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Granted, it won't make the cover of any gardening magazines, but it will keep a tomato plant from drying out in the middle of a 100+ degree Texas summer. I still need 10 more buckets! I think I may hit up fast food restaurants for pickle buckets or maybe grocery store bakeries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4335101803907000753-3586210689361645262?l=431lkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/feeds/3586210689361645262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4335101803907000753&amp;postID=3586210689361645262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/3586210689361645262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/3586210689361645262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/2009/07/bucket-tomatoes-part-2.html' title='Bucket Tomatoes (Part 2)'/><author><name>Jaybird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17762000700716971509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI6MJkJhtfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5kJs_aymEVM/S220/ham.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SnEYVWm8_TI/AAAAAAAAASM/mfQ5ZTO_afk/s72-c/cutbucket.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335101803907000753.post-6480856287632382303</id><published>2009-07-30T15:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T16:28:51.027-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bucket Tomatoes (Part 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Remember those tomato sproutlings I grew from seed &lt;a href="http://431lkh.blogspot.com/2009/03/sproutlings.html"&gt;&lt;u&gt;back in March&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;? Yeah, about those....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SnETTEJKPSI/AAAAAAAAAR0/dBXIhLE_dM0/s1600-h/sprouts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SnETTEJKPSI/AAAAAAAAAR0/dBXIhLE_dM0/s400/sprouts.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364089849425575202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I haven't quite gotten around to planting them yet, and they are somehow still alive! Well, six of them are. It turns out I was completely wrong in my assumption I could grow them without special soil. I overwatered them and they got a fungus that was killing them. I broke down and spent the two bucks on some sterile planting soil, doubling my investment in the Tomato Project. They came back to life and have grown about as far as they can in their confined spaces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Since they've made it this far, I figured they deserved a chance to give us some fall tomatoes, and now is the time for planting for fall tomatoes! Our soil is awful and chock full of giant rocks so I wanted to plant them in containers. I have read a lot about "self watering containers", which is really a misnomer, the correct term would be "sub irrigated container". The idea comes from Earthboxes, which are sold for around 50 bucks. The basic concept is to keep a pool of water under the dirt that seeps up through a section of dirt that is exposed to the water. To complete this project I needed containers! I sent an email to beg my family for any extra buckets they could spare. My sister and her husband came through! They brought me two great buckets..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SnEVMnv3x8I/AAAAAAAAAR8/lDDQBlgZErQ/s1600-h/grossbuckets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SnEVMnv3x8I/AAAAAAAAAR8/lDDQBlgZErQ/s400/grossbuckets.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364091937747355586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;....not so much. The one on the right had thick paint throughout and even included a sunken paintbrush! I thought this was going to be one long and disgusting cleanout to make this bucket suitable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SnEVt32T-bI/AAAAAAAAASE/hwtfYa9_vyc/s1600-h/cleanbucket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SnEVt32T-bI/AAAAAAAAASE/hwtfYa9_vyc/s400/cleanbucket.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364092509005019570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Maybe not! I think leaving it in the yard for a few hours in the 100+ degree heat loosened it enough and it came out in one giant glob. It was like a weird rubber bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More tomorrow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4335101803907000753-6480856287632382303?l=431lkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/feeds/6480856287632382303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4335101803907000753&amp;postID=6480856287632382303' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/6480856287632382303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/6480856287632382303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/2009/07/bucket-tomatoes-part-1.html' title='Bucket Tomatoes (Part 1)'/><author><name>Jaybird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17762000700716971509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI6MJkJhtfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5kJs_aymEVM/S220/ham.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SnETTEJKPSI/AAAAAAAAAR0/dBXIhLE_dM0/s72-c/sprouts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335101803907000753.post-750747102510423099</id><published>2009-07-29T21:17:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T22:10:49.303-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quest for Chickens (Part 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;del style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mr. Smith Goes To Washington!&lt;/del&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; No, more like Mr. Me Goes To City Council!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SnEDWYai_vI/AAAAAAAAARk/CAsUj4AkjRU/s1600-h/stepscropped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SnEDWYai_vI/AAAAAAAAARk/CAsUj4AkjRU/s400/stepscropped.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364072314220773106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;city name photoshopped out to protect myself from anti-chickenites&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't know when it all started. Whether it was our discovery of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.chickensintheroad.com/"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chickens in the Road&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; blog, or if it was talking with my friend at work about his chickens, or if it was my obsession with chicken tractors I posted about &lt;a href="http://431lkh.blogspot.com/2009/03/chicken-tractor.html"&gt;&lt;u&gt;here&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/a&gt;back in March. Either way, we have decided that we want chickens! Being the responsible citizens that we are, we did not just run out and get chickens. We researched the city code and sadly found out that chickens are only allowed if they are at least 150 feet away from any property line. For that to be possible you would have to have property at the very least the length of a football field with the width of 100 yards as well! I cried fowl! (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I will have severa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;l more chicken puns where that came from).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was curious about our surrounding cities, because I know for a fact that the metropolis that my city is a suburb of allows chickens. So I checked ordinances of nearby cities and found out that nearly all of them allow chickens with less restrictive ordinances. Their ordinances are worded so that if your chickens are not causing a problem with odor or noise, you can keep them (as long as it is 12 or less). Our ordinances already have provisions for noise and odor from dogs, cats, and "other animals", so I figured we had a pretty good chance to get this changed and set off to write an email to the mayor and city council.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;However, I wanted to be thorough and make sure we had an airtight case so I addressed the misconceptions about chickens (i.e. disease spreading), the  noise factor (we don't want roosters, who are the noisy ones) and also cited national news sources on the increasing popularity of backyard chickens and the ordinances changing to allow them across the country. I didn't get a response and figured it was inevitable that to get anything changed I was going to have to go in person and speak to the council. I figure anyone can write an email, but if I show up in person they would know I was serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Like most people, I am completely terrified of public speaking, so this was truly a test of how badly I want to have chickens.  I've actually found though, that in life when you stretch yourself to do things out of your comfort zone it is the most satisfying experience. I prepared a short speech and we set out for city hall. I made sure to wear nice clothes and a tie so that they didn't assume I was a questionable yokel that was going to stink up the neighborhood with chickens. I pleaded my case..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SnEKEFruB8I/AAAAAAAAARs/lu6DegaSDCs/s1600-h/blurchickencouncil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SnEKEFruB8I/AAAAAAAAARs/lu6DegaSDCs/s400/blurchickencouncil.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364079696536274882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;By law, they can't just drop the gavel and allow the chickens to come to our city, so I was not expecting much. However, the mayor commented that they have received SEVERAL emails regarding allowing chickens and said that it has really been the "hot topic" lately. I think I was right that it just takes someone to come speak in public to get things moving. He suggested that it would be brought up at the next Animal Control meeting. Then, another councilmen spoke up and suggested they discuss it at an upcoming workshop! The same councilmen called me over after the meeting and asked why I wanted chickens and we discussed the issue a little. It turns out he grew up on a farm so maybe he is fond of chickens. So, things are looking good so far, but I don't want to count my chickens before they hatch. (I told you I had more puns).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&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/4335101803907000753-750747102510423099?l=431lkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/feeds/750747102510423099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4335101803907000753&amp;postID=750747102510423099' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/750747102510423099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/750747102510423099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/2009/07/quest-for-chickens-part-1.html' title='Quest for Chickens (Part 1)'/><author><name>Jaybird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17762000700716971509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI6MJkJhtfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5kJs_aymEVM/S220/ham.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SnEDWYai_vI/AAAAAAAAARk/CAsUj4AkjRU/s72-c/stepscropped.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335101803907000753.post-2556437633408831235</id><published>2009-06-30T16:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T21:29:34.007-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What is it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Update: &lt;/span&gt;It's zucchini bread muffins. That was quite an anticlimactic guessing game.&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I can't think of anything new to post, I'm blatantly stealing my sister's idea of "guess the image". What's inside ? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/Skgunn5KyEI/AAAAAAAAARM/xLUFVwDPvHA/s1600-h/foil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/Skgunn5KyEI/AAAAAAAAARM/xLUFVwDPvHA/s400/foil.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352579415388375106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4335101803907000753-2556437633408831235?l=431lkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/feeds/2556437633408831235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4335101803907000753&amp;postID=2556437633408831235' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/2556437633408831235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/2556437633408831235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-is-it.html' title='What is it?'/><author><name>Jaybird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17762000700716971509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI6MJkJhtfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5kJs_aymEVM/S220/ham.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/Skgunn5KyEI/AAAAAAAAARM/xLUFVwDPvHA/s72-c/foil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335101803907000753.post-5438811859193716406</id><published>2009-06-28T21:15:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T21:06:30.154-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stencil time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Want to add some unique t-shirts to your wardrobe? Make a stencil and bust out some fabric paint!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really quite easy! All you need is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;some printable transparencies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;an X-acto knife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a decent paint program&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a shirt (I like the cheap $3 ones at Hobby Lobby)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;some fabric paint (also Hobby Lobby).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I didn't think to ph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;otograph all of the steps until I was nearly done, bu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;t I think you can figure it out. The first part is finding an image you want to use. Not all images will work, it is best to find one with a good contrast of dark and light areas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this shirt I decided to take several images and Photoshop them together to make a funnier image. If you just want to use one image, all you have to do is use your paint program to desaturate it (make it grayscale) and then tweak the brightness and contrast. Basically ju&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;st set the contrast to full and then adjust the brightness as needed until it loo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ks like a decent stencil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SkglrXrD3aI/AAAAAAAAARE/nkENv_S6_-c/s1600-h/hemanshirt2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SkglrXrD3aI/AAAAAAAAARE/nkENv_S6_-c/s400/hemanshirt2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352569584149061026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Can you tell what it is? :)  Ok, before printing you need to check the image for "islands" of white space surrounded by black space. Just make sure you can cut out all the black areas without any white areas floating in the middle, or else there is nothing to hold them in place to be painted over. If you have any "islands" you can usually just incorporate a solid line to it in your design somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ok, next is the least fun part of the whole thing - cutting out the stencil. This can take hours. I prefer to do the cutting while watching a game on TV or something, if you sat and did nothing but cut the stencil you'd go insane. Once it is all cut out I recommend putting a board or chunk of cardboard in your shirt to make it flat, then put something heavy on the edges of your stencil to hold it firmly in place (like the tape dispensers in the picture above). I use sponge paint brushes and tap them over the stencil rapidly rather than brushing. Brushing will lift the small detailed portions of your stencil and paint in areas you don't want painted- learn from my past mistakes! According to the instructions on the paint (your mileage may vary), let it dry flat for four hours. I like to leave the stencil on while it dries because usually the shirt soaks in the paint and you will have to do some touch up. Re-centering the stencil is no fun at that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;point. When it's dry very carefully remove the stencil and enjoy your creation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I flipped the mirror image so it looks like it really should instead of reversed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/Skglq2hn0xI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/09cZhWmYPvc/s1600-h/hemanshirt1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/Skglq2hn0xI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/09cZhWmYPvc/s400/hemanshirt1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352569575251104530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; It's He-man and Skeletor, Master Attorneys at Law of the Universe!! Don't they look awesome in their suits and ties? I think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the original image in case you want to try it, although I would not recom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;mend it for a beginner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SkglqmcOpLI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/xUDugDp3yYw/s1600-h/hemanstencil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 353px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SkglqmcOpLI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/xUDugDp3yYw/s400/hemanstencil.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352569570933515442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Update&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;: Here is a better picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/Skly-QyTzCI/AAAAAAAAARU/sQ8Q6nzoA_8/s1600-h/Hpim5985.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/Skly-QyTzCI/AAAAAAAAARU/sQ8Q6nzoA_8/s400/Hpim5985.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352936046089980962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4335101803907000753-5438811859193716406?l=431lkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/feeds/5438811859193716406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4335101803907000753&amp;postID=5438811859193716406' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/5438811859193716406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/5438811859193716406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/2009/06/stencil-time.html' title='Stencil time!'/><author><name>Jaybird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17762000700716971509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI6MJkJhtfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5kJs_aymEVM/S220/ham.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SkglrXrD3aI/AAAAAAAAARE/nkENv_S6_-c/s72-c/hemanshirt2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335101803907000753.post-441883834678426147</id><published>2009-05-28T16:27:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T16:47:31.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Very Strange Clipart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;At work I often need some clipart for a project I'm working on. I like to use the Microsoft website to get this for free, they have a large collection and it's pretty good. Somehow I stumbled on this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/Sh8CMpJUZrI/AAAAAAAAAQk/w-6KjP3NrFE/s1600-h/worst1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 237px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/Sh8CMpJUZrI/AAAAAAAAAQk/w-6KjP3NrFE/s400/worst1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340990099311322802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A closer look:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/Sh8CM02QZrI/AAAAAAAAAQs/UutWRQeYdRg/s1600-h/worst2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/Sh8CM02QZrI/AAAAAAAAAQs/UutWRQeYdRg/s400/worst2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340990102452594354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Isn't that bizarre!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What could this possibly be used for?? A flyer for the Secessionists Annual Luncheon? A web banner for the John Wilkes Booth fan club? Marking President's Day on your homemade calendar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it odd. I guess things are deemed "ok" after there has been an adequate passage of time. For instance, if this was of Kennedy it would be controversial and in bad taste, but in 100 more years? That would be fine. Weird. Weird. Weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4335101803907000753-441883834678426147?l=431lkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/feeds/441883834678426147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4335101803907000753&amp;postID=441883834678426147' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/441883834678426147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/441883834678426147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/2009/05/very-strange-clipart.html' title='Very Strange Clipart'/><author><name>Jaybird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17762000700716971509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI6MJkJhtfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5kJs_aymEVM/S220/ham.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/Sh8CMpJUZrI/AAAAAAAAAQk/w-6KjP3NrFE/s72-c/worst1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335101803907000753.post-1073955996340697676</id><published>2009-04-28T20:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T20:59:00.829-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Media Alarmism, a brief history</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Due to the insane "the sky is falling" style of reporting on the recent pig flu, I felt the need to compile a brief history of media alarmism:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The 1980s: Killer Bees!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SfeupaswlBI/AAAAAAAAAPk/67BYGCjhUnM/s1600-h/bee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 278px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SfeupaswlBI/AAAAAAAAAPk/67BYGCjhUnM/s400/bee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329920710581195794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I was convinced swarms of killer bees would cloud the sky and kill us all. Total deaths since they came to the United States over 20 years ago: 14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;2000: The Y2k Computer bug!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SfeupRTKGUI/AAAAAAAAAPs/J33y9zYEqV0/s1600-h/burning-computer2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 244px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SfeupRTKGUI/AAAAAAAAAPs/J33y9zYEqV0/s400/burning-computer2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329920708057897282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This one was entertaining because at the time I worked for a company that sold computer supplies. Being asked if the printer ink we sold was "Y2K compliant" was especially funny. I wanted to say "No, at midnight on New Year's it will start spraying ink willy nilly!". I will admit it was a genius marketing device by whoever came up with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;2002: West Nile Virus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SfewoBz0GeI/AAAAAAAAAQM/ipowmi5VPfw/s1600-h/westnile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 317px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SfewoBz0GeI/AAAAAAAAAQM/ipowmi5VPfw/s400/westnile.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329922885743286754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Citronella sales boomed! In the United States since 1999, an average of 113 deaths per year. For comparison, in the U.S. horses cause an average of 200 deaths a year. Where is the media coverage to alert us of our impending doom from horses!? We're all in grave danger! Horses!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;2003: SARS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SfewoLhC9vI/AAAAAAAAAQU/a_rK4oEdj_U/s1600-h/sars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 219px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SfewoLhC9vI/AAAAAAAAAQU/a_rK4oEdj_U/s400/sars.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329922888348923634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sales of surgical face masks skyrocketed. SARS related deaths in the United States: zero. Average lightning strike deaths in the U.S. per year: 62. Number of masks invented to protect us from lightning strikes: zero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;2004: Mad Cow Disease&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SfeupkjQwnI/AAAAAAAAAP0/Y52qW1Bs3Qk/s1600-h/madcow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SfeupkjQwnI/AAAAAAAAAP0/Y52qW1Bs3Qk/s400/madcow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329920713225716338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Deaths in the United States so far: 3. Unless you eat the brain or spinal cord of a cow, chances are you'll be ok. You should be almost equally panicked about vending machines. They kill 2.18 people a year, so be careful out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;2005/2006: Bird Flu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SfewodVHTsI/AAAAAAAAAQc/f_l8gwkdiB4/s1600-h/big_rooster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 376px; height: 370px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SfewodVHTsI/AAAAAAAAAQc/f_l8gwkdiB4/s400/big_rooster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329922893130714818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;U.S. deaths: zero. The surgical mask industry enjoys another spike in sales after the post-SARS decline.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;2008: Salmonella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/Sfeupyy3iMI/AAAAAAAAAQE/clHh93JrGV0/s1600-h/salmonella.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 336px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/Sfeupyy3iMI/AAAAAAAAAQE/clHh93JrGV0/s400/salmonella.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329920717049268418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Peppers, tomatoes... nothing seemed safe. Well, not salsa at least. Which in Texas is second only to oxygen in our daily requirements. Total deaths in the U.S.: 11. Total number of salmon eaten per grizzly bear per year: 3000. Yes, I know salmon and salmonella are not related.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And now we have the pig flu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Zero U.S. fatalities so far. The "regular" flu kills 36,000 a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point here is that people need to keep things in perspective and not trust the news media. Most of these illnesses only cause either flu like symptoms or diarrhea in most people. Most of these illnesses can be prevented by washing your hands and not letting people cough on you. This morning there were reports that the pig flu actually responds well to regular flu treatments like Theraflu. Before you take a news story too seriously, note how many times they use the word or words "alert" "panic" "cause for concern" to direct your thinking. Also look out for near-comical graphics in the corner of the screen like crazy red-eyed pigs and story titles in bold letters that are done in graphical fonts to look like they are oozing blood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I actually did two days of research on this and all the facts are correct to my knowledge. Unfortunately I didn't think to save any of my sources for reference.. so you'll just have to trust me on this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4335101803907000753-1073955996340697676?l=431lkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/feeds/1073955996340697676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4335101803907000753&amp;postID=1073955996340697676' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/1073955996340697676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/1073955996340697676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/2009/04/media-alarmism-brief-history.html' title='Media Alarmism, a brief history'/><author><name>Jaybird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17762000700716971509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI6MJkJhtfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5kJs_aymEVM/S220/ham.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SfeupaswlBI/AAAAAAAAAPk/67BYGCjhUnM/s72-c/bee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335101803907000753.post-8431971820731181254</id><published>2009-04-17T17:02:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T17:30:54.365-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Books!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I didn't intend to write a three-tiered post about books but over the past few weeks I have come across three brilliant book related things and had to share!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First is &lt;a href="http://www.chicagoreader.com/features/stories/ourtown/060811/bookexchange/"&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Logan Square Book Exchange&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. This guy took an old newspaper box, revamped it, and now it's used as a free community book exchange. I think it's an awesome idea. If you can't get your hands on a used newspaper box I think it would be cool on a smaller scale in a break room at work or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.bookcrossing.com/"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Book Crossing&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. It's kind of like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.wheresgeorge.com/"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Where's George&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, except with books instead of money. After you register and enter your books you can track the journey of your book from reader to reader as it makes it's way across the country. I think it's especially fun if you sneakily leave your book ("set it free") on a park bench or in a coffee shop rather than sell it or give it to someone you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Finally there is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.paperbackswap.com/index.php"&gt;&lt;u&gt;PaperbackSwap&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. I haven't used it yet, but it's a cool concept. You post your used books, people buy them with 'credits' and you ship the book to them (you pay shipping). This gets you credits, which you can then use to get books!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4335101803907000753-8431971820731181254?l=431lkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/feeds/8431971820731181254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4335101803907000753&amp;postID=8431971820731181254' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/8431971820731181254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/8431971820731181254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/2009/04/books.html' title='Books!'/><author><name>Jaybird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17762000700716971509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI6MJkJhtfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5kJs_aymEVM/S220/ham.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335101803907000753.post-9022251296717848722</id><published>2009-04-07T17:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T17:25:57.462-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weeeeee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/help/maps/streetview/"&gt;Google Street View&lt;/a&gt; + too much time on my hands + image editing software=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;NASCAR around my block!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img54.imageshack.us/img54/6328/aroundtheblock.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(may take a while to load)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4335101803907000753-9022251296717848722?l=431lkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/feeds/9022251296717848722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4335101803907000753&amp;postID=9022251296717848722' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/9022251296717848722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/9022251296717848722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/2009/04/weeeeee.html' title='Weeeeee'/><author><name>Jaybird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17762000700716971509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI6MJkJhtfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5kJs_aymEVM/S220/ham.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335101803907000753.post-6642918534912626481</id><published>2009-04-01T17:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T17:38:41.441-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Tax for Pet Owners</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Being in the veterinary business, I got a heads up on this at work today. I guess this is how they are funding the government bailout. If &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you are a pet owner you should definitely check it out. Click the image to view the full size page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SdPsipJWGAI/AAAAAAAAAPc/fK7OhoCAPc0/s1600-h/taxlarge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 347px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SdPsipJWGAI/AAAAAAAAAPc/fK7OhoCAPc0/s400/taxlarge.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319855664759445506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/4335101803907000753-6642918534912626481?l=431lkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/feeds/6642918534912626481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4335101803907000753&amp;postID=6642918534912626481' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/6642918534912626481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/6642918534912626481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-tax-for-pet-owners.html' title='New Tax for Pet Owners'/><author><name>Jaybird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17762000700716971509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI6MJkJhtfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5kJs_aymEVM/S220/ham.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SdPsipJWGAI/AAAAAAAAAPc/fK7OhoCAPc0/s72-c/taxlarge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335101803907000753.post-4296174115231173831</id><published>2009-03-31T15:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T15:00:13.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Book Review"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ok, so my sister always posts book reviews in her blog so I thought I would give it a shot. In elementary school, one of my favorite times of year (other than "field day" and "kite day") was the book fair!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The fine folks at the Scholastic book company would cart in these large book shelves on wheels that were actually two book shelves hinged together and they would fold open. It was always an exciting day when I would see them wheel in those bright blue and red cases down the hall towards the library.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Instead of choosing a classic literary masterpiece, most of the time I would purchase a "Choose Your Own Adventure" book, much to the chagrin of my parents and teachers. So without further ado, I give you my review of "Secret of the Ninja"!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SdFXbdgXoKI/AAAAAAAAAPU/Uwh8RbDsXFs/s1600-h/chooseyourown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SdFXbdgXoKI/AAAAAAAAAPU/Uwh8RbDsXFs/s400/chooseyourown.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319128764189745314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The story immediately grabs your attention. Something mysterious is going on at my friend Nada's dojo. It seems that the building is under attack by an evil spirit of some kind and then a sword is mysteriously delivered to the dojo so she calls me to help. Nada also says she has a secret to share with me. Unfortunately, shortly after that I am killed by a stealthy band of ninjas and the story ends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Overall I give this book two stars. It really grabbed my attention at first, but about the time I was hooked I ended up being murdered. On the plus side, it was a really quick read. A great book if you are looking for something to read to fill the time between your appetizer and entree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4335101803907000753-4296174115231173831?l=431lkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/feeds/4296174115231173831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4335101803907000753&amp;postID=4296174115231173831' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/4296174115231173831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/4296174115231173831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/2009/03/book-review.html' title='&quot;Book Review&quot;'/><author><name>Jaybird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17762000700716971509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI6MJkJhtfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5kJs_aymEVM/S220/ham.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SdFXbdgXoKI/AAAAAAAAAPU/Uwh8RbDsXFs/s72-c/chooseyourown.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335101803907000753.post-2345548330579704533</id><published>2009-03-30T16:54:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T17:37:58.776-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Conspiracy Theory for the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think a meteor apocalypse is upon us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, not really, but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I am intrigued by outer space. Whenever there is a news story about anything space related I read it. I think it's strange and kind of sad that shuttle launches are so commonplace now they make the tail end of the news, if they make the news at all. Luckily I get most of my news from the internet so I can stay apprised of the goings-on in the galaxy.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was excited last month when there was a report of a meteor over Texas:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,493865,00.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 217px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SdFG1w_2FeI/AAAAAAAAAOs/pBlLwL5m9kQ/s400/texas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319110524400965090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(click to view article)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then on March 7th, I read about one over Westchester, New York:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/29597474/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 217px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SdFHHJbLuBI/AAAAAAAAAO0/D2gg0qvD8lI/s400/westchest.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319110823015856146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(click to view article)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then on March 9th over Nanuet, New York:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.postchronicle.com/cgi-bin/artman/exec/view.cgi?archive=124&amp;amp;num=214202"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 217px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SdFHVq0wwII/AAAAAAAAAO8/ujQNQPr9oFE/s400/nanuet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319111072499679362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(click to view article)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then on March 17th over Staten Island, New York:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.nytimes.com/2009/03/18/nyregion/18boom.html?ref=nyregion"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 217px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SdFHi3U5llI/AAAAAAAAAPE/O289IW0y2_E/s400/statenisland.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319111299194000978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(click to view article)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And most recently, this past weekend, March 29th over Virginia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.newsadvance.com/lna/news/local/article/did_aliens_visit_virginia_last_night/14748/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 217px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SdFH1HUHkWI/AAAAAAAAAPM/H1H9RYCPMIs/s400/virginia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319111612723335522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(click to view article)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now, meteors are usually observed as "falling stars" waaaay up in the atmosphere, tiny little meteors that burn up in the atmosphere. Meteor showers happen when the earth passes through a meteor field (left behind by a comet). But these recent events are much different. They are not small falling stars, but huge streaks across the sky that cause sonic booms to be heard. Very intriguing to say the least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4335101803907000753-2345548330579704533?l=431lkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/feeds/2345548330579704533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4335101803907000753&amp;postID=2345548330579704533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/2345548330579704533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/2345548330579704533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/2009/03/conspiracy-theory-for-day.html' title='Conspiracy Theory for the Day'/><author><name>Jaybird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17762000700716971509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI6MJkJhtfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5kJs_aymEVM/S220/ham.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SdFG1w_2FeI/AAAAAAAAAOs/pBlLwL5m9kQ/s72-c/texas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335101803907000753.post-8028488999714911216</id><published>2009-03-29T14:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T14:33:58.278-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Glow Crosses</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I found these entertaining..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/Sc_Mx3RjVDI/AAAAAAAAAOc/UPsWvFfAafw/s1600-h/crosses1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/Sc_Mx3RjVDI/AAAAAAAAAOc/UPsWvFfAafw/s400/crosses1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318694841971070002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Let your light shine, figuratively and literally, only 50 cents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/Sc_MyD8udFI/AAAAAAAAAOk/NR93IhlgTx8/s1600-h/crosses2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/Sc_MyD8udFI/AAAAAAAAAOk/NR93IhlgTx8/s400/crosses2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318694845373379666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My wife bought one, I'm not sure what occasion she will wear it for though.&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/4335101803907000753-8028488999714911216?l=431lkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/feeds/8028488999714911216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4335101803907000753&amp;postID=8028488999714911216' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/8028488999714911216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/8028488999714911216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/2009/03/glow-crosses.html' title='Glow Crosses'/><author><name>Jaybird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17762000700716971509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI6MJkJhtfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5kJs_aymEVM/S220/ham.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/Sc_Mx3RjVDI/AAAAAAAAAOc/UPsWvFfAafw/s72-c/crosses1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335101803907000753.post-5373128523281328388</id><published>2009-03-28T09:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T09:00:22.998-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken Tractor</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Continuing what seems to be a farming theme... have you ever heard of a chicken tractor? I stumbled across this while looking up various gardening stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/Sc2ki0PzCFI/AAAAAAAAAOU/N-rEpuAJoEY/s1600-h/800px-A-frame_chicken_coop,_Portland_OR.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/Sc2ki0PzCFI/AAAAAAAAAOU/N-rEpuAJoEY/s400/800px-A-frame_chicken_coop,_Portland_OR.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318087653041834066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Photo by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/User:VanTucky"&gt;VanTucky&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's a portable chicken coop that lets the chickens be free range, but with protection from predators. It has an open bottom so that the chickens cat eat up vegetation (like weeds) while they poop fertilizer. Once they've cleared an area, just pick up one end and scoot it down a little. I think it's brilliant, but our city ordinances don't allow chickens within 150 feet of any property line. Since that is geometrically impossible, we are chicken free. I've thought perhaps we could get some sneaky-chickens, but that probably wouldn't be a good idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.centurytel.net/thecitychicken/tractors.html"&gt;Click here for pictures of 140 chicken tractors&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chicken_tractor"&gt;Click here for the Wikipedia article on chicken tractors&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4335101803907000753-5373128523281328388?l=431lkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/feeds/5373128523281328388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4335101803907000753&amp;postID=5373128523281328388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/5373128523281328388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/5373128523281328388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/2009/03/chicken-tractor.html' title='Chicken Tractor'/><author><name>Jaybird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17762000700716971509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI6MJkJhtfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5kJs_aymEVM/S220/ham.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/Sc2ki0PzCFI/AAAAAAAAAOU/N-rEpuAJoEY/s72-c/800px-A-frame_chicken_coop,_Portland_OR.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335101803907000753.post-3009807360692355523</id><published>2009-03-27T16:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T16:05:41.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sproutlings!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I knew the expensive method of starting seeds was no better than the cheap method!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/Sc0_gmFsNCI/AAAAAAAAAOM/WPhwynz1ucE/s1600-h/sprouts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/Sc0_gmFsNCI/AAAAAAAAAOM/WPhwynz1ucE/s400/sprouts.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317976564207203362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I planted them Saturday or Sunday so this is day 5 or 6. Contrary to my previous post, they will be moving indoors for a little while thanks to the unpredictable Texas weather plunging into the thirties this weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4335101803907000753-3009807360692355523?l=431lkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/feeds/3009807360692355523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4335101803907000753&amp;postID=3009807360692355523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/3009807360692355523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/3009807360692355523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/2009/03/sproutlings.html' title='Sproutlings!'/><author><name>Jaybird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17762000700716971509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI6MJkJhtfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5kJs_aymEVM/S220/ham.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/Sc0_gmFsNCI/AAAAAAAAAOM/WPhwynz1ucE/s72-c/sprouts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335101803907000753.post-6099135367587378557</id><published>2009-03-24T20:45:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T21:35:21.070-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Planting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Every year we plant at least a couple of tomato plants. The plants only cost a dollar or two but I have always wanted to start some from seeds. My wife would rather have plants than seeds because of the instant gratification factor, but I like seeds because it gives me memories of elementary school when we would plant beans in Solo cups. I love the anticipation of waiting for the plants to sprout! I looked around online and read a bunch of advice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;on starting tomato seeds. I found pretty much the same advice everywhere and gleaned from it what I thought were the better ideas and totally ignored what I thought was unnecess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ary. I took the following advice and used it:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Planting in toilet paper roll tubes (cut in half) rather than spending money on special seed starting pots.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Putting all the tubes in one container so it's easy to move them around&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Using plastic wrap on top to create a greenhouse effect and keep it moist.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And I chose to completely ignore the following advice:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Plant in a sterile soil-free "seed starter" mix to prevent disease. (I figure the pilgrims planted in dirt, so the potting soil I had laying around was even better).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Keep seedlings indoors (Too much trouble, the weather outside right now is stable enough).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Put sprouted seedlings under fluorescent grow lights (The sun will do).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here is my mini-greenhouse:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/ScmT1VASlXI/AAAAAAAAAN8/qKeoM3HuYf4/s1600-h/tomatoes+really.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/ScmT1VASlXI/AAAAAAAAAN8/qKeoM3HuYf4/s400/tomatoes+really.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316943379468293490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And a blurry closeup of the toilet roll seed planters inside:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/ScmTPdwu4fI/AAAAAAAAAN0/svMUjt5j83k/s1600-h/tomatoes2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/ScmTPdwu4fI/AAAAAAAAAN0/svMUjt5j83k/s400/tomatoes2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316942728983929330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I immediately wanted to plant more stuff but had only bought tomato seeds. Luckily, we never threw out our dead jalapeño&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; plant from last year, so I cut one open and planted those. I exhausted our supply of toilet paper rolls, but luckily we had a nice disposable casserole dish from tonight's dinner. Instant greenhouse!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/ScmUUC8k0CI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FbDteQungwQ/s1600-h/tomatoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/ScmUUC8k0CI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FbDteQungwQ/s400/tomatoes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316943907196817442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Total cost:&lt;br /&gt;Tomato seed packet: $1 for about 30 seeds&lt;br /&gt;Toilet paper rolls: free byproduct of already purchased toilet paper&lt;br /&gt;Potting soil: practically free, left over from years past.&lt;br /&gt;Container: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;practically free,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;left over planter box &amp;amp; used disposable casserole dish.&lt;br /&gt;Plastic Wrap: Half a penny. About one foot of a 200' roll from the Dollar Tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So $1 for 30 (potential) tomatoes (about 3 cents each) rather than $2 for one existing plant, a savings of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;98.5% (if I did my math right!). A significant savings over special pots, grow lights, seed starter mix, etc. Well, it is a savings if they actually grow. I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; planted about thirty of each. I will keep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; tracking progress here if there is any progress to track..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4335101803907000753-6099135367587378557?l=431lkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/feeds/6099135367587378557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4335101803907000753&amp;postID=6099135367587378557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/6099135367587378557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/6099135367587378557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-planting.html' title='Spring Planting'/><author><name>Jaybird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17762000700716971509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI6MJkJhtfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5kJs_aymEVM/S220/ham.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/ScmT1VASlXI/AAAAAAAAAN8/qKeoM3HuYf4/s72-c/tomatoes+really.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335101803907000753.post-3547691429745369001</id><published>2009-01-28T10:05:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T10:07:41.886-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SYCCrcWeQcI/AAAAAAAAANs/qCrYFYxyc8s/s1600-h/hellothere.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 237px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SYCCrcWeQcI/AAAAAAAAANs/qCrYFYxyc8s/s400/hellothere.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296376844644139458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SYCCgkjWK3I/AAAAAAAAANk/Mt46EpI1JJY/s1600-h/iticyoutside.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 248px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SYCCgkjWK3I/AAAAAAAAANk/Mt46EpI1JJY/s400/iticyoutside.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296376657867058034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SYCCgCWmx8I/AAAAAAAAANc/LljQKlfSAA8/s1600-h/soimstayinghome.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 237px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SYCCgCWmx8I/AAAAAAAAANc/LljQKlfSAA8/s400/soimstayinghome.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296376648686815170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SYCCf4Az3-I/AAAAAAAAANU/epCIQ5cfQ5w/s1600-h/andhavingafire.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SYCCf4Az3-I/AAAAAAAAANU/epCIQ5cfQ5w/s400/andhavingafire.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296376645911044066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SYCCfr9KszI/AAAAAAAAANM/GjxDrWY6gMg/s1600-h/andplayingrs.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SYCCfr9KszI/AAAAAAAAANM/GjxDrWY6gMg/s400/andplayingrs.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296376642674537266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SYCCfSFIMQI/AAAAAAAAANE/3Rs7r_uTqlU/s1600-h/itsalotoffun.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SYCCfSFIMQI/AAAAAAAAANE/3Rs7r_uTqlU/s400/itsalotoffun.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296376635728605442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4335101803907000753-3547691429745369001?l=431lkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/feeds/3547691429745369001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4335101803907000753&amp;postID=3547691429745369001' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/3547691429745369001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/3547691429745369001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/2009/01/snow-day.html' title='Snow Day!'/><author><name>Jaybird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17762000700716971509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI6MJkJhtfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5kJs_aymEVM/S220/ham.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SYCCrcWeQcI/AAAAAAAAANs/qCrYFYxyc8s/s72-c/hellothere.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335101803907000753.post-1841738077359669478</id><published>2009-01-23T17:17:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T17:54:16.902-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hunting Trip part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ok, so  here are the animals caught on the game camera &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;that managed to evade u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;s last weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Three little piggies by day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SXpVpn6WCHI/AAAAAAAAAME/UpwjIomEyZ8/s1600-h/daypigs.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 262px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SXpVpn6WCHI/AAAAAAAAAME/UpwjIomEyZ8/s400/daypigs.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294638485504133234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One little piggy comes back at  night to investigate the hole full o'slop my brother left for them.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SXpVzcqytBI/AAAAAAAAAMM/J-_rcVnGsN0/s1600-h/onepig.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 353px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SXpVzcqytBI/AAAAAAAAAMM/J-_rcVnGsN0/s400/onepig.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294638654284805138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Later that night his family arrives...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SXpWNhvKZBI/AAAAAAAAAMc/R5eXHNe5pIQ/s1600-h/lottapigs2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 177px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SXpWNhvKZBI/AAAAAAAAAMc/R5eXHNe5pIQ/s400/lottapigs2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294639102321910802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, now for a quick story. There used to be this ridiculous game called "Pass the Pigs"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SXpR4Ha9UcI/AAAAAAAAAL8/HkO44g2zWvE/s1600-h/passthepigs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 202px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SXpR4Ha9UcI/AAAAAAAAAL8/HkO44g2zWvE/s320/passthepigs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294634336434082242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would roll little plastic pigs like dice and earned points based on how they landed. There was one particular formation the pigs could wind up in called "Makin Bacon". I think that's what's going on in this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SXpXkt3jrKI/AAAAAAAAAMk/dh6Ja8wwyng/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 182px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SXpXkt3jrKI/AAAAAAAAAMk/dh6Ja8wwyng/s400/7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294640600226966690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There had also been a bunch of does having a ladies night out. The camera captured a little bunny trying  to crash the party. You can see the one deer is very concerned about the bunny's arrival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SXpXzGkCoAI/AAAAAAAAAMs/bB1i_g4shm4/s1600-h/does+bunny.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 198px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SXpXzGkCoAI/AAAAAAAAAMs/bB1i_g4shm4/s400/does+bunny.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294640847374163970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've saved the best for last, this one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;diva cow was ready for her closeup..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SXpYEahV5mI/AAAAAAAAAM0/2romG4mKMX4/s1600-h/cow.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SXpYEahV5mI/AAAAAAAAAM0/2romG4mKMX4/s400/cow.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294641144789329506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&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/4335101803907000753-1841738077359669478?l=431lkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/feeds/1841738077359669478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4335101803907000753&amp;postID=1841738077359669478' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/1841738077359669478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/1841738077359669478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/2009/01/hunting-trip-part-2.html' title='Hunting Trip part 2'/><author><name>Jaybird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17762000700716971509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI6MJkJhtfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5kJs_aymEVM/S220/ham.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SXpVpn6WCHI/AAAAAAAAAME/UpwjIomEyZ8/s72-c/daypigs.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335101803907000753.post-6023754933850998156</id><published>2009-01-19T23:06:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T22:03:24.763-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SXffrG03pxI/AAAAAAAAALE/DurjMaN_sYQ/s1600-h/adventures.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 317px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SXffrG03pxI/AAAAAAAAALE/DurjMaN_sYQ/s400/adventures.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293945818657040146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This past weekend my brother invited me to take a trip to his deer lease. As you can tell by my pair of New Balance "mowin-the-yard shoes" I'm not a huge outdoorsmen, although I do enjoy it when I get the chance. Since&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; deer season had ended recently, we were going to hunt something else... wild boar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;too eager to try venison, so I've never hunted deer, but I figure ham is good no matter the source and a feral pig would make a better adversary than a deer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My philosophy is, the better chance an animal has against me, the less I mind hunting it. That and the fact wild boar are invasive harbingers of destruction to land tha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;t would&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; otherwise be grazed by more desirable animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before arriving we made a stop at the local mercantile for the necessary life sustaining supplies that are vital to making it in the wilderness. Ok, so we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;bought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; candy bars and lottery tickets at the Allsups. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But, if we had not stopped I would not have had the chance to photograph this nugget of entertainment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SXfcLhhpWcI/AAAAAAAAAK0/wsHgnvDQbF0/s1600-h/allsups.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 193px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SXfcLhhpWcI/AAAAAAAAAK0/wsHgnvDQbF0/s320/allsups.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293941977533471170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It may not be clear, but it shows a woman in a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;business suit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; with text that says s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;omething about if you are pondering a career change, then think of Allsups! I had never considered Allsups for a potential career change, thank goodness I stumbled across this sign!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Soon we arrived at the luxurious hunting lodge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SXfcKcrhFbI/AAAAAAAAAKc/bgzgsz0fnec/s1600-h/trailerbarn.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SXfcKcrhFbI/AAAAAAAAAKc/bgzgsz0fnec/s320/trailerbarn.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293941959052826034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SXfcLNOmLgI/AAAAAAAAAKk/ycBwXRWNqjg/s1600-h/trailer.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SXfcLNOmLgI/AAAAAAAAAKk/ycBwXRWNqjg/s320/trailer.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293941972084862466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Complete with turn-down service (that's my brother putting out the sleeping bags).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SXfcLUwciWI/AAAAAAAAAKs/9Yya2LL3yO8/s1600-h/sleepingbags.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SXfcLUwciWI/AAAAAAAAAKs/9Yya2LL3yO8/s320/sleepingbags.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293941974105885026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And lovely bathroom facilities (although there was not a bidet, we somehow managed).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SXfbvnTaZCI/AAAAAAAAAKE/TC4HrQHDWvQ/s1600-h/nobeday.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SXfbvnTaZCI/AAAAAAAAAKE/TC4HrQHDWvQ/s320/nobeday.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293941498048046114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here I am doing my best Blair Witch Project impression "Im.... so... scared!!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SXfbwFNqWaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/MIesWJkj5x8/s1600-h/me.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SXfbwFNqWaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/MIesWJkj5x8/s320/me.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293941506076989858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And here is my brother checking out his motion sensor activated, infrared (see in the dark), game camera. I bet the pioneers would have loved to have one of these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SXfcKHHqQHI/AAAAAAAAAKU/WDgqw5_k4ts/s1600-h/jacob.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SXfcKHHqQHI/AAAAAAAAAKU/WDgqw5_k4ts/s320/jacob.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293941953265287282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So how did the hunt go? Well as my brother has been telling people, we shot everything we saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shot this-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SXfbuQGV7rI/AAAAAAAAAJs/bgCNJAAFi1c/s1600-h/nothing3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SXfbuQGV7rI/AAAAAAAAAJs/bgCNJAAFi1c/s320/nothing3.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293941474639343282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And this-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SXfbvG2yejI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/VGQIbb3g8BA/s1600-h/nothing.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SXfbvG2yejI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/VGQIbb3g8BA/s320/nothing.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293941489338055218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And a whole herd of these-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SXfbui7zNrI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/FRrCQdSPiRQ/s1600-h/nothing2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SXfbui7zNrI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/FRrCQdSPiRQ/s320/nothing2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293941479695398578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sorry if you've enlarged the pictures and squinted to see the animals that weren't there, we came home empty handed. I did however mortally wound an Ozarka bottle with a .22, but didn't get pictures. It was too graphic anyway. Thanks to the game camera, we did have proof that the hogs had been visiting the deer feeder in the days prior...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We'll get them next time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4335101803907000753-6023754933850998156?l=431lkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/feeds/6023754933850998156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4335101803907000753&amp;postID=6023754933850998156' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/6023754933850998156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/6023754933850998156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/2009/01/fun-weekend.html' title='Fun weekend'/><author><name>Jaybird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17762000700716971509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI6MJkJhtfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5kJs_aymEVM/S220/ham.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SXffrG03pxI/AAAAAAAAALE/DurjMaN_sYQ/s72-c/adventures.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335101803907000753.post-1633669880577033105</id><published>2008-12-09T16:48:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:16:44.261-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ok, this song was on and a debate broke out. My wife says she realized that the song is about "Mommy" actually kissing "Daddy", but I maintain that there is no evidence of that and that she is actually kissing Santa. Not that there is any kind of sordid intercontinental love triangle going on, it's innocent, but I think it is actually Santa the song is referring to. I searched the internet but came to no definitive conclusions. The second verse of the song references&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Santa's white beard, and the original cover art features a traditional Santa, so I maintain my original opinion. What do you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4335101803907000753-1633669880577033105?l=431lkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/feeds/1633669880577033105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4335101803907000753&amp;postID=1633669880577033105' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/1633669880577033105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/1633669880577033105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-saw-mommy-kissing-santa-claus.html' title='I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus'/><author><name>Jaybird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17762000700716971509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI6MJkJhtfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5kJs_aymEVM/S220/ham.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335101803907000753.post-1087183177843355810</id><published>2008-11-11T17:50:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T20:41:43.656-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Special Guest Blogger....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Zoey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SRoa0avg-CI/AAAAAAAAAJk/NMoB6Fv_dPE/s1600-h/zoe1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 194px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SRoa0avg-CI/AAAAAAAAAJk/NMoB6Fv_dPE/s320/zoe1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267552201997350946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello to all of my Daddy's readers (both of you)! I am Obi-wan-ka-Zoey. Although I lack the opposable thumbs, I type remarkably well. We had a big storm last night, which left me pretty scared...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SRoazhOU7eI/AAAAAAAAAJc/rX1GZER5cuU/s1600-h/zoe2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SRoazhOU7eI/AAAAAAAAAJc/rX1GZER5cuU/s320/zoe2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267552186557328866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But it did soften the ground enough for Daddy to dig a hole in the yard...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SRoayi-HktI/AAAAAAAAAJU/5Y_dUuFZ57A/s1600-h/hole.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SRoayi-HktI/AAAAAAAAAJU/5Y_dUuFZ57A/s320/hole.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267552169846346450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Which he filled in with a new crepe myrtle!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SRoaxupdqJI/AAAAAAAAAJM/_pABr_a4fmA/s1600-h/tree.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SRoaxupdqJI/AAAAAAAAAJM/_pABr_a4fmA/s320/tree.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267552155801069714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It would look much better if he would figure out how to change the string on the weedeater and get rid of the dead weeds along the fence. My grandma and grandpa gave us FIVE crepe myrtles to plant in our empty backyard. I really hope they fare better than the Bradford Pear that Daddy planted a couple years ago... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SRoaw242u7I/AAAAAAAAAJE/V8lSLl5QEhI/s1600-h/bradpear.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SRoaw242u7I/AAAAAAAAAJE/V8lSLl5QEhI/s320/bradpear.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267552140833242034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It hasn't done so well!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4335101803907000753-1087183177843355810?l=431lkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/feeds/1087183177843355810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4335101803907000753&amp;postID=1087183177843355810' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/1087183177843355810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/1087183177843355810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/2008/11/special-guest-blogger.html' title='Special Guest Blogger....'/><author><name>Jaybird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17762000700716971509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI6MJkJhtfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5kJs_aymEVM/S220/ham.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SRoa0avg-CI/AAAAAAAAAJk/NMoB6Fv_dPE/s72-c/zoe1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335101803907000753.post-6522530290951855392</id><published>2008-11-04T17:51:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T18:04:39.460-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks Mom and Dad!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;With Christmas season fast approaching, I had been feeling really guilty that I had not yet used a gift certificate my parents got me for Christmas LAST YEAR to have my car detailed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, during the summer, Texas weathermen like to do this thing my wife and I call the "Summer String-a-Long" where they always predict rain to be about three days away. The problem is, the third day never comes, the rain is always three days away and never shows up, it just stays really hot and dry. I used this perennially pending rain as my excuse for not having my car detailed. Ok, ok, I am the ultimate procrastinator! I finally went, and I am so happy, I don't think my car looked this good when it was new! It's really shiny inside and out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;anaged to take a picture before it got too dark. Thanks Mom and Dad!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SRDhwu7UWpI/AAAAAAAAAH8/k3ev0olS2H0/s1600-h/mustang.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SRDhwu7UWpI/AAAAAAAAAH8/k3ev0olS2H0/s400/mustang.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264956191742909074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4335101803907000753-6522530290951855392?l=431lkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/feeds/6522530290951855392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4335101803907000753&amp;postID=6522530290951855392' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/6522530290951855392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/6522530290951855392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanks-mom-and-dad.html' title='Thanks Mom and Dad!'/><author><name>Jaybird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17762000700716971509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI6MJkJhtfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5kJs_aymEVM/S220/ham.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SRDhwu7UWpI/AAAAAAAAAH8/k3ev0olS2H0/s72-c/mustang.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335101803907000753.post-1161160787001313202</id><published>2008-10-30T07:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T07:33:47.739-05:00</updated><title type='text'>DTV</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Important information about the DTV transition!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 0px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-08167335685564053 visible" href="http://www.hulu.com/embed/sHvYdduH4i5nXRdHvmWJVA"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 0px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-08167335685564053 visible" href="http://www.hulu.com/embed/sHvYdduH4i5nXRdHvmWJVA"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object width="512" height="296"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.hulu.com/embed/sHvYdduH4i5nXRdHvmWJVA"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.hulu.com/embed/sHvYdduH4i5nXRdHvmWJVA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="410" height="238"&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/4335101803907000753-1161160787001313202?l=431lkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/feeds/1161160787001313202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4335101803907000753&amp;postID=1161160787001313202' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/1161160787001313202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/1161160787001313202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/2008/10/dtv.html' title='DTV'/><author><name>Jaybird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17762000700716971509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI6MJkJhtfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5kJs_aymEVM/S220/ham.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335101803907000753.post-6872054708352043866</id><published>2008-10-24T18:05:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T18:31:15.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's get analytical!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I should cook more often.. my last post generated the most unique visits ever on my blog- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SQJapNT9jnI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Z9JduyqtZyI/s1600-h/stats.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 81px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SQJapNT9jnI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Z9JduyqtZyI/s400/stats.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260866978716683890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There must be a lot of vegetable pasta fans out there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may be wondering- how did I get this data?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will tell you how!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a big analytical nerd. It's half of what I do at my job and it's a lot of fun (the other half is marketing, also a lot of fun). So naturally, I would discover the cool tool that is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.google.com/analytics/"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Google Analytics&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. It is free and as the name would suggest, it lets you analyze your blog. Without this, I wouldn't know that I have received 81 visitors who came here from my Mom's blog. Thanks Mom! Another cool feature is a map that lets you see where &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;everyone is coming from...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SQJV9sBW5MI/AAAAAAAAAHc/fAP2gvafMvk/s1600-h/world.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 159px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SQJV9sBW5MI/AAAAAAAAAHc/fAP2gvafMvk/s320/world.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260861832999396546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Most of my visitors are from the U.S. of course, but it was neat to see I have visits from Spain, Greece, Argentina, Columbia, China, England, and Chile. Maybe one of those people will buy me a ticket to come visit their country and cook them some vegetable pasta.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if that was not cool enough, you can click the country to view further detail.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SQJV9rL-WMI/AAAAAAAAAHU/89Kou8AF9dI/s1600-h/texas.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 164px; height: 154px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SQJV9rL-WMI/AAAAAAAAAHU/89Kou8AF9dI/s320/texas.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260861832775489730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;then you can click on the state to view even FURTHER detail! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SQJV9NSnBuI/AAAAAAAAAHM/DGJuPZklXDk/s1600-h/plano.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 289px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SQJV9NSnBuI/AAAAAAAAAHM/DGJuPZklXDk/s320/plano.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260861824750257890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is where it gets really cool.  Google really thinks of everything.  You can click on the city to get a street by street interactive map of who visits your website. After clicking on the street name you can get even more detail about your individual visitors, like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SQJV9JCnQBI/AAAAAAAAAHE/4LHCdXtCCnQ/s1600-h/al.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 151px; height: 131px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SQJV9JCnQBI/AAAAAAAAAHE/4LHCdXtCCnQ/s320/al.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260861823609421842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so that last part was made up, but Google Analytics is really cool.&lt;br /&gt;&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/4335101803907000753-6872054708352043866?l=431lkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/feeds/6872054708352043866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4335101803907000753&amp;postID=6872054708352043866' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/6872054708352043866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/6872054708352043866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/2008/10/lets-get-analytical.html' title='Let&apos;s get analytical!'/><author><name>Jaybird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17762000700716971509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI6MJkJhtfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5kJs_aymEVM/S220/ham.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SQJapNT9jnI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Z9JduyqtZyI/s72-c/stats.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335101803907000753.post-6444627567394830720</id><published>2008-10-21T17:43:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T18:26:19.743-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, I can cook!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Growing up, my dad was always the master of breakfast before we headed off to school. I took it for granted that *every* kid probably had a plate of eggs, bacon and toast before heading out for the day. Or maybe pancakes (with smiley faces of course) and sausage. And if the syrup should "accidentally" get on the sausage, all the better. Heaven forbid if we just had "dog food" (his word for cereal). Mom usually handled dinner and on the rare occasion she was not there, Dad's supper time stylings were either breakfast foods (no problem there) or something that involved pan fried potatoes sliced like fries. No problem with fries, but after a few times you realize it's not quite the gamut of Mom on the dinner side of things. Luckily, I like to think I inherited the breakfast food skill. My wife is quite the chef, so I was thrilled when I made scrambled eggs one day and she was trying to figure out how I made them so nice and fluffy. I thought adding a little shot of milk to the mix was common knowledge, but it was new to her. I think this is the sole culinary technique I have been able to share with her, so I was quite happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SP5bSNSE06I/AAAAAAAAAGc/q5s-SWFdoQ4/s1600-h/dinner1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SP5bSNSE06I/AAAAAAAAAGc/q5s-SWFdoQ4/s320/dinner1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259741783176565666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No, I can't take credit for that bread. When I got home yesterday I could tell my wife was exhausted. She had spent the day making TONS of delicious apple cinnamon bread and didn't feel up to making dinner (uh oh). Excluding breakfast food, my expertise in cooking consists of spreading tortilla chips on a plate, putting shredded cheese on top, and microwaving for about 30 seconds (Dad really has me beat with his fried potatoes). So I asked what she had planned to cook before volunteering my cooking skills. "Vegetable Pasta" she said. Luckily, this one was pretty simple. I just boiled some water...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SP5beK1RpCI/AAAAAAAAAGk/OC2_v7ItgoI/s1600-h/dinner2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SP5beK1RpCI/AAAAAAAAAGk/OC2_v7ItgoI/s320/dinner2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259741988677329954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;... and put in the noodles. Then I chopped up some mushrooms, squash, zucchini, onions, and tomatoes. I put this in the skillet after melting about half a stick of butter, let it simmer, then added salt and pepper and garlic of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SP5b9kk-aoI/AAAAAAAAAGs/7uEf9QVvxQY/s1600-h/dinner3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SP5b9kk-aoI/AAAAAAAAAGs/7uEf9QVvxQY/s320/dinner3.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259742528164227714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SP5b-RWOGoI/AAAAAAAAAG0/vgZUl-DfaoE/s1600-h/dinner4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SP5b-RWOGoI/AAAAAAAAAG0/vgZUl-DfaoE/s320/dinner4.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259742540181936770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I admit I was nervous as she spooned it up, but it turned out delicious! Plus, it's hard to screw up, especially when you coat the end result in half a can of Parmesan cheese. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SP5b--6mNOI/AAAAAAAAAG8/MOBm60FVny8/s1600-h/dinner5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SP5b--6mNOI/AAAAAAAAAG8/MOBm60FVny8/s320/dinner5.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259742552414106850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4335101803907000753-6444627567394830720?l=431lkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/feeds/6444627567394830720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4335101803907000753&amp;postID=6444627567394830720' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/6444627567394830720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/6444627567394830720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/2008/10/hey-i-can-cook.html' title='Hey, I can cook!'/><author><name>Jaybird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17762000700716971509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI6MJkJhtfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5kJs_aymEVM/S220/ham.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SP5bSNSE06I/AAAAAAAAAGc/q5s-SWFdoQ4/s72-c/dinner1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335101803907000753.post-2309481942827567520</id><published>2008-10-09T22:26:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T22:49:47.198-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lightning Strikers Are Undefeated!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SO7NKpgNiGI/AAAAAAAAAGU/-ByV2hg39gw/s1600-h/foozball.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SO7NKpgNiGI/AAAAAAAAAGU/-ByV2hg39gw/s320/foozball.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255363398011291746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That's right, the Lightning Strikers are undefeated! Who are the Lightning Strikers? My fantasy football team of course! I have the coolest wife ever. How cool? I asked where she wanted to go out for our seven year anniversary Monday and she just looked at me with a dissappointed face and asked if I really thought she would rather go out and miss Monday Night Football. Anyways, she is the one who created our fantasy league two years ago.  How did my team get a crazy name like the Lightning Strikers? Well, when we are not engaging in such cool activities as fantasy football, we often enjoy a rousing game of Trivial Pursuit on the weekends (we are really wild party people I know). My dear wife usually kicks my rear with her amazing knowledge, but I have a rather mean tactic to stay in the game. On the final space of the game the opponent gets to pick the question from any of the categories on the card. So, since she is usually in the final space way ahead of me, I always choose the hardest question on the card so I can catch up. Usually the most obscure sports questions about golf, tennis, or soccer. One night after literally about 5 hours of a mind numbing Trivial Pursuit standoff, the question I picked was regarding the name of some foreign soccer team that nearly no one on earth would know. Feeling particularly evil, I wouldn't let her just say that she didn't know and I pressed her for the name of the team. Finally she blurted out, "I don't know... THE LIGHTNING STRIKERS!??!". We burst out laughing for the longest time because we are huge nerds. So now I proudly use the name for my team. Man, that was the geekiest post ever. Also, kudos to my brother-in-law for the least creative team name this season. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4335101803907000753-2309481942827567520?l=431lkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/feeds/2309481942827567520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4335101803907000753&amp;postID=2309481942827567520' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/2309481942827567520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/2309481942827567520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/2008/10/lightning-strikers-are-undefeated.html' title='The Lightning Strikers Are Undefeated!'/><author><name>Jaybird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17762000700716971509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI6MJkJhtfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5kJs_aymEVM/S220/ham.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SO7NKpgNiGI/AAAAAAAAAGU/-ByV2hg39gw/s72-c/foozball.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335101803907000753.post-323524822481931347</id><published>2008-10-02T17:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T17:30:03.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Say hello to my little friend...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SOVKHsuWQRI/AAAAAAAAAGE/jKPhL-xTdR4/s1600-h/little+bird1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SOVKHsuWQRI/AAAAAAAAAGE/jKPhL-xTdR4/s320/little+bird1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252686036522647826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is one of the fun parts of my job. Our veterinary hospital is also a drop off location for the local wildlife rescue center. We get lots of injured birds, but usually just the garden variety sparrows and what not.  But today this little guy came in! I think he is a Tennessee Warbler. He even posed for the camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SOVKrfRrJRI/AAAAAAAAAGM/NtLP8ruaZiU/s1600-h/little+bird2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SOVKrfRrJRI/AAAAAAAAAGM/NtLP8ruaZiU/s320/little+bird2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252686651388011794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&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/4335101803907000753-323524822481931347?l=431lkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/feeds/323524822481931347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4335101803907000753&amp;postID=323524822481931347' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/323524822481931347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/323524822481931347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/2008/10/say-hello-to-my-little-friend.html' title='Say hello to my little friend...'/><author><name>Jaybird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17762000700716971509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI6MJkJhtfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5kJs_aymEVM/S220/ham.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SOVKHsuWQRI/AAAAAAAAAGE/jKPhL-xTdR4/s72-c/little+bird1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335101803907000753.post-6057856441022469206</id><published>2008-09-29T17:37:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T18:17:37.711-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reader's Indigestion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My Reader's Digest threw up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SOFfyXBfeJI/AAAAAAAAAF0/KoMer5tS_d4/s1600-h/rd.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SOFfyXBfeJI/AAAAAAAAAF0/KoMer5tS_d4/s320/rd.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251583959269079186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really dislike the "Business Reply Mail" cards in magazines. I was reading an article in this month's Reader's Digest and the cover slipped out of my hand and I lost my place. I was having trouble finding it again due to these stupid cards so I decided to rip them out. There were four! Then I got overzealous and decided to rip out every page that had a full page ad on both sides. It was 19 pages! On top of that, there were 22 other full page ads that had actual content on the other side. I didn't even bother counting smaller ads. So.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. 19 pages with full page ads on both sides= 38 full page ads. Add the 22 to that and it is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;60 FULL PAGES OF ADS!&lt;/span&gt; This isn't even counting partia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;l page ads and the four "Business Reply Mail" cards! I think it would be best if these would only reach people who want to read them, so I have started my own publication which I call "Just the Ads". Let me know if you want to subscribe and I will send you a "Business Reply Mail" envelope! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SOFgJrmy7oI/AAAAAAAAAF8/EYPRZwRrzFU/s1600-h/justads.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SOFgJrmy7oI/AAAAAAAAAF8/EYPRZwRrzFU/s320/justads.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251584359931244162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4335101803907000753-6057856441022469206?l=431lkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/feeds/6057856441022469206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4335101803907000753&amp;postID=6057856441022469206' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/6057856441022469206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/6057856441022469206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/2008/09/readers-indigestion.html' title='Reader&apos;s Indigestion'/><author><name>Jaybird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17762000700716971509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI6MJkJhtfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5kJs_aymEVM/S220/ham.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SOFfyXBfeJI/AAAAAAAAAF0/KoMer5tS_d4/s72-c/rd.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335101803907000753.post-7877506795802796374</id><published>2008-09-22T22:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T23:04:38.524-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bacteria Soap Woo hoo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I somehow wound up on dialsoap.com today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never bought into the benefits of anti-bacterial soap. I think it kills "good bacteria" and weakens our immune system. That's just my zany opinion. Anyways, on Dial's website, I found it funny that on one side of the page they mention they are celebrating 60 years of being the "gold standard" in "antibacterial clean" and then, just a FRACTION OF AN INCH on the SAME PAGE from that they promote the new "yogurt nourishing body wash"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I remember my 3rd grade science correctly, yogurt is made through the BACTERIAL fermentation of milk. That's right. Yogurt has bacteria in it. But I thought I antibacterial soap was best! WHAT'S GOING ON HERE!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I am sure both products are fine, I just thought it was a strange parallel. (Please don't sue me Dial)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4335101803907000753-7877506795802796374?l=431lkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/feeds/7877506795802796374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4335101803907000753&amp;postID=7877506795802796374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/7877506795802796374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/7877506795802796374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/2008/09/bacteria-soap-woo-hoo.html' title='Bacteria Soap Woo hoo!'/><author><name>Jaybird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17762000700716971509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI6MJkJhtfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5kJs_aymEVM/S220/ham.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335101803907000753.post-4009231303688116031</id><published>2008-09-11T20:16:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T18:22:28.398-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our silly dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SMnOccOjhXI/AAAAAAAAAEw/y59ckImwh2E/s1600-h/scarybird.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SMnOccOjhXI/AAAAAAAAAEw/y59ckImwh2E/s320/scarybird.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244950229058553202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ok, I have had writers block for a while and my week has been pretty mundane, so I will tell you how our dog's week has been. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I know, I know, exciting stuff! Our little pup is quite the morning person. Most mornings when she wakes up, she does sprints throughout the house just because she is so happy to be alive another day (we can learn a lot from dogs). Sunday was no exception. Unfortunately, in her excitement while trying to jump on the bed, she miscalculated the trajectory she would need to make it at her current speed. She hit the corner of the bed hard and fell backwards and landed on her back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SMnJ5GHUQ1I/AAAAAAAAAEg/13JKJxv_TgE/s1600-h/jumpingdog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SMnJ5GHUQ1I/AAAAAAAAAEg/13JKJxv_TgE/s200/jumpingdog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244945223780680530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; For the rest of the day she was more sedate than usual. After she yelped a couple times when I tried to pick her up, it sealed my decision as an overprotective pet parent that she needed to come to work with me Monday morning and see the doctor. It turned out she will be fine, the diagnosis was "probable strained muscle due to collision". She is on pain meds for a couple weeks, but it is liquid that tastes like honey, so she is fine with it. We have also been lifting her when she wants up and down to make sure she doesn't hurt it any further. However, she is quite a sly dog and I think she has figured out this system. I am not so sure that she is hurting anymore but she is really liking being lifted up and down wherever she wants to be. Now she just pauses and looks up at us like "Well?? Are you just gonna sit there?".  Yeah, we are well trained.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4335101803907000753-4009231303688116031?l=431lkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/feeds/4009231303688116031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4335101803907000753&amp;postID=4009231303688116031' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/4009231303688116031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/4009231303688116031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/2008/09/our-silly-dog.html' title='Our silly dog'/><author><name>Jaybird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17762000700716971509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI6MJkJhtfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5kJs_aymEVM/S220/ham.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SMnOccOjhXI/AAAAAAAAAEw/y59ckImwh2E/s72-c/scarybird.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335101803907000753.post-1946193361826626775</id><published>2008-08-26T17:08:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T17:26:06.087-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our weed eaters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SLSC3QapadI/AAAAAAAAAEY/AWVp3hoVV-E/s1600-h/bunny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SLSC3QapadI/AAAAAAAAAEY/AWVp3hoVV-E/s320/bunny.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238956152349878738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was passing by our back door the other day and caught this bunny lounging comfortably under the shade of our patio cover. If you look closely (click the picture to enlarge) you can see his friend by the terra cotta pot on the left (with the rain-beaten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; tomato plant). They do their best to try to keep our weeds trimmed, but it is just too much for them. Our dog likes to chase them, but has no interest in actually catching them. If she gets within a few feet and they haven't run away, she makes a wide circle around them until they run off. They don't even leave the yard, they just hop off a few feet and she is happy that she has scared them enough. I think she likes them because they drop that unique tasting kibble that she likes to eat when we aren't looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SLSB5Re0xvI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/VmMFKv6JdQs/s320/runzoey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238955087483946738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SLSB5Re0xvI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/VmMFKv6JdQs/s1600-h/runzoey.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Run for it!!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&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/4335101803907000753-1946193361826626775?l=431lkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/feeds/1946193361826626775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4335101803907000753&amp;postID=1946193361826626775' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/1946193361826626775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/1946193361826626775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/2008/08/our-weed-eaters.html' title='Our weed eaters'/><author><name>Jaybird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17762000700716971509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI6MJkJhtfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5kJs_aymEVM/S220/ham.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SLSC3QapadI/AAAAAAAAAEY/AWVp3hoVV-E/s72-c/bunny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335101803907000753.post-3704729956759171671</id><published>2008-08-21T21:25:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T18:33:35.351-05:00</updated><title type='text'>LOLcats</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This one is for my crazy cat lady sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com/2008/08/19/funny-pictures-fixed-am-i-broken/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://icanhascheezburger.wordpress.com/files/2008/08/funny-pictures-cat-wonders-if-he-is-broken.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fix yo kittehs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click the picture for more. It's one of my favorite sites.&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/4335101803907000753-3704729956759171671?l=431lkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/feeds/3704729956759171671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4335101803907000753&amp;postID=3704729956759171671' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/3704729956759171671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/3704729956759171671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/2008/08/lolcats.html' title='LOLcats'/><author><name>Jaybird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17762000700716971509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI6MJkJhtfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5kJs_aymEVM/S220/ham.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335101803907000753.post-3933309834256060496</id><published>2008-08-14T18:47:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T19:13:22.375-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My drug lab?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SKTESaZTrbI/AAAAAAAAADw/NyYTe5FaER0/s1600-h/soap1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SKTESaZTrbI/AAAAAAAAADw/NyYTe5FaER0/s320/soap1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234524487513517490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not quite! Last week "the Mrs." discovered a LOCAL supplier for me to get the good stuff pictured above. It's good quality stuff, not that stuff you get at the local big chain stores that is full of sodium laurel sulfates and whatnot. Ordering good stuff like this online always negates my profit due to the high cost of shipping, so I was really glad to find a supplier nearby. The pharmacy requires an ID for me to get sinus medicine, but the stuff in the picture I walked out with and didn't even have to give my name! What is it? Well, when put into the hands of a master craftsmen (or just me), it becomes this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SKTF7DJYp3I/AAAAAAAAAD4/eIKDlgoJO9s/s1600-h/soap2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SKTF7DJYp3I/AAAAAAAAAD4/eIKDlgoJO9s/s320/soap2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234526285158983538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fabulous soap! I have made it for a few years now and thanks to finding a local shop with good quality supplies and over 2,000 scents to choose from, I have taken the plunge and am selling it online in my (second!) Etsy store: &lt;a href="http://www.mrsoap.etsy.com/"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mr Soap&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It is a lot of fun to make and even more fun to wash your hands with something that smells like Funnel Cake or Cantaloupe rather than plain old Dial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&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/4335101803907000753-3933309834256060496?l=431lkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/feeds/3933309834256060496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4335101803907000753&amp;postID=3933309834256060496' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/3933309834256060496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/3933309834256060496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-drug-lab.html' title='My drug lab?'/><author><name>Jaybird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17762000700716971509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI6MJkJhtfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5kJs_aymEVM/S220/ham.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SKTESaZTrbI/AAAAAAAAADw/NyYTe5FaER0/s72-c/soap1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335101803907000753.post-316438385570585133</id><published>2008-08-12T20:51:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T22:01:06.199-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Olympics!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For the past several days m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;y wife and I have been enjoying watching the Olympics. Yesterday we got into a discussion of how certain sports had only one event,  you either win a medal or you go home with nothing. However, in swimming, they have like 30 chances to win a gold medal. It's like getting to go to the arcade with a roll of quarters! Game over? Nah! Try again! This discussion led me to do an internet search related to Olympic swimming and I came across a great story from the Sydney games back in 2000. This, my friends, is Eric Moussambani...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SKI_OjfmzzI/AAAAAAAAADo/8wtIHly804Y/s1600-h/moussambani.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SKI_OjfmzzI/AAAAAAAAADo/8wtIHly804Y/s400/moussambani.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233815236236463922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Eric the Eel" is from Equatorial Guinea, a tiny sliver of a nation on the Atlantic coast of Africa. Prior to 2000, Equatorial Guinea was not known for it's swimmers, mostly because in the whole country there are a total of two swimming pools. That's right, only TWO swimming pools! Luckily, the Olympics has a wild card drawing of sorts to allow developing countries that would otherwise not qualify to participate to have a spot in the games. Due to this excellent rule, Mr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Moussambani would represent his country in the 100m freestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only eight months prior to the games Eric began training in a "less than Olympic size" hotel swimming pool. Before arriving in Sydney he had not even seen an Olympic pool. Needless to say, swimming all 100m at the same time was quite a tall order for Eric. There were two other competitors in his heat of the 100m, but in a bizarre turn of events, both of them had a false start, which disqualified them from the heat. This meant the pride of Equatorial Guinea was the default winner of the heat and would just have to solo swim the 100m to win. I will let you view the video to see this great Olympic moment. Make sure you keep an eye on the world record time on the left and Eric's time on the right. Both hilarious and inspiring in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a style="left: 338px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-035231013484541296 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/A0zGrtOKtZc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 338px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-035231013484541296 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/A0zGrtOKtZc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 338px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-035231013484541296 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/A0zGrtOKtZc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/A0zGrtOKtZc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/A0zGrtOKtZc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="332" width="410"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4335101803907000753-316438385570585133?l=431lkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/feeds/316438385570585133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4335101803907000753&amp;postID=316438385570585133' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/316438385570585133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/316438385570585133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/2008/08/olympics.html' title='The Olympics!'/><author><name>Jaybird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17762000700716971509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI6MJkJhtfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5kJs_aymEVM/S220/ham.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SKI_OjfmzzI/AAAAAAAAADo/8wtIHly804Y/s72-c/moussambani.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335101803907000753.post-6476703535259517835</id><published>2008-08-08T07:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T07:38:32.772-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Favorites- Compost!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SJuUuKhNBSI/AAAAAAAAADI/RK6MtSuVK-A/s1600-h/bins.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SJuUuKhNBSI/AAAAAAAAADI/RK6MtSuVK-A/s200/bins.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231938912939476258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;    I am hooked on composting. It is the nerdiest pseudo-hobby ever. It all started a year or so ago when my father-i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;n-law decided he wanted to get rid of his compost bins. I am the eternal opportunist when it comes to useful things that are destined for the curb (it's genetic), so I jumped at the chance! They may look like simple Rubbermaid panels that interlock to form bins, but, well... ok, that's exactly what they are! You can make compost bins out of anything or just pile up your materials in a corner, but the bins are a little more aesthetically pleasing than a bunch of ramshackle pallets hammered together into a box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To start this "hobby" I got my bins set up and did some research on what to put in them. I was delighted to learn there is really no way you can mess up compost, unlike my previous hobby of building small nuclear reactors in the garage, man did that go wrong! Anyways, given enough time, anything will compost, but if you do it right you get compost faster. Composting is simple, you basically mix up "browns" and "greens". Brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;s are your carbons- dried leaves, hay, shredded newspaper, etc. Greens are your nitrogen- grass clippings, coffee grounds, fruit &amp;amp; vegetable scraps. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You can even ask for free "Grounds for your Garden" at Starbucks! Caffeine fix and nitrogen, all in one stop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SJuZQgg9U1I/AAAAAAAAADY/uU3j6fe4i0s/s1600-h/compost.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SJuZQgg9U1I/AAAAAAAAADY/uU3j6fe4i0s/s400/compost.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231943901006091090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;        Compost occurs in nature pretty much everywhere leaves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; (browns) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; fall on the growing plants (greens). This creates a thin layer of compost on the ground over the course of several months or years. The idea of a compost bin is to speed the process by making it into a large pile. The reason for having a good nitrogen/carbon balance is for the little workers who make your compost for you. Tiny creatures, from bacteria to visible bugs use the carbons for energ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;y and the nitrogen for growth. They basically eat all of your yard waste and turn it into compost. By "turn it into compost" I mean the microbes eat your yard waste and then poop compost. Before you decide that is too gross to even touch, think about the part that microbes play in how your yogurt, cheese, or beer is made... and you actually EAT that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After you start a compost pile you start to realize just how wide a variety of stuff can go in it. The tomato on your plant rotted in the sun? Toss it in the compost! What do I do with all the corn husks from those tamales? Into the pile it goes! I even bought a blender to liquefy scraps and really speed up the process. I'll be honest, the "veggie scrap smoothie" looks disgusting but when I add it to the pile I feel like Uncle Jesse from the Dukes of Hazzard putting the "fixins" in the moonshine still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, now that you have your compost, what good is it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; See for yourself-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SJumEj6i99I/AAAAAAAAADg/uJzHfA_zLho/s1600-h/marigolds.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SJumEj6i99I/AAAAAAAAADg/uJzHfA_zLho/s400/marigolds.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231957989411452882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ok, I should have taken the picture before the heat made the marigolds all scraggly. The marigolds on the right I got for free because they were clinically DEAD. When I planted them they were tiny brown crumpled stems. I mixed some compost and potting soil (1/3 compost and 2/3 potting soil) and planted them and they have taken off like crazy. The marigolds on the left were bought and planted alive and just put in regular potting soil. They remain status quo. But who wants status quo plants? I like my super-freak plants, enhanced only by the natural decomposition of the junk that came out of my yard and kitchen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&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/4335101803907000753-6476703535259517835?l=431lkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/feeds/6476703535259517835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4335101803907000753&amp;postID=6476703535259517835' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/6476703535259517835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/6476703535259517835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/2008/08/friday-favorites-compost.html' title='Friday Favorites- Compost!'/><author><name>Jaybird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17762000700716971509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI6MJkJhtfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5kJs_aymEVM/S220/ham.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SJuUuKhNBSI/AAAAAAAAADI/RK6MtSuVK-A/s72-c/bins.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335101803907000753.post-405741523361400910</id><published>2008-08-04T17:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T17:25:36.825-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A little insight into my weirdness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SJd8R2Io9SI/AAAAAAAAAC0/a8Jexz1sCZM/s1600-h/calendar.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SJd8R2Io9SI/AAAAAAAAAC0/a8Jexz1sCZM/s320/calendar.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230786138245494050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One year in elementary school I was in a classroom that had a large calendar that took up the entire length of one wall. Each month of the year was on it's own giant poster board in a unique color. It is for this reason that I confuse February and November to this day! As you can see from my handy colo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;r coded calendar, February and November were both brown! All the other months were different colors, although March and May were different shades of blue and June and July were different shades of green. For some reason though, this has always made sense to me because they both start with the same letter, so it would be logical to have similar colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Also in elementary I was always a little stressed in the lunch line because I would confuse salad and lettuce and didn't know which one it was to tell the lunch lady that I didn't want. I'm sure she was entertained when I asked for no salad on my burger. Hmm... let's see what other weirdnesses can I try to justify through my crazy logic... I tend to read magazines backwards, not the sentences or paragraphs, when I pick one up I just always start from the back cover and peruse backwards. . Ok, for the finale I will reveal how I visualize numbers. I have explained this to a lot of people and there are only two reactions- they either think I am completely nuts or they can relate exactly to what I'm talking about. Ok, so here it is. This is how I view numbers in my head-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SJd--Ai6RMI/AAAAAAAAAC8/PenqotESfLs/s1600-h/numbers.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SJd--Ai6RMI/AAAAAAAAAC8/PenqotESfLs/s320/numbers.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230789095977534658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;At 101 the pattern repeats, going up, then to the right, etc etc. Makes perfect sense, right? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&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/4335101803907000753-405741523361400910?l=431lkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/feeds/405741523361400910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4335101803907000753&amp;postID=405741523361400910' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/405741523361400910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/405741523361400910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/2008/08/little-insight-into-my-weirdness.html' title='A little insight into my weirdness'/><author><name>Jaybird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17762000700716971509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI6MJkJhtfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5kJs_aymEVM/S220/ham.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SJd8R2Io9SI/AAAAAAAAAC0/a8Jexz1sCZM/s72-c/calendar.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335101803907000753.post-3189286219307861763</id><published>2008-08-01T17:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T21:36:52.160-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Favorites!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SJOQ0fWYK6I/AAAAAAAAACs/sxrZE6DORUg/s1600-h/brats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SJOQ0fWYK6I/AAAAAAAAACs/sxrZE6DORUg/s320/brats.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229682823750232994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ok, I am blatantly copying my mom and sister's ideas and I'm going to start posting some of my favorite things every Friday. Pictured above is my delicious dinner from last night, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BRATWURST&lt;/span&gt;!!! I first discovered bratwurst when I was somewhere between 10 and 13 years old. The good people at Johnsonville had set up a huge trailer sized grill at some sort of Octoberfest event my family was at. I expressed interest in this new dish and so my mom bought me one. They were served wrapped in a flour tortilla (although I have not had them in this format since) and were delicious! I remember going back for at least two more that day. Now that I can grill my own, I do every chance I get. There is only one rule to grilling bratwurst. The rule is this: never poke holes in the bratwurst!! Doing so releases all the delicious flavor juices that make them so good. What you end up with is something that resembles a bratwurst visually but only with a hint of the flavor. Another good tip- when you are out somewhere (especially fast food places or ballparks) and you see it advertised that bratwurst is sold, but it is the size of a hot dog and kind of grayish, don't eat it! It's nowhere near as good! In the picture you can kind of see I was indecisive on my toppings. One has mustard, one has ketchup, and the third has ketchup on half and mustard on half. If you are really daring, onions and relish are good to. My wife likes Miracle Whip on them.. she even does this to chili dogs. Disgusting, but it's the only thing we disagree on, so I'll let it slide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4335101803907000753-3189286219307861763?l=431lkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/feeds/3189286219307861763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4335101803907000753&amp;postID=3189286219307861763' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/3189286219307861763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/3189286219307861763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/2008/08/friday-favorites.html' title='Friday Favorites!'/><author><name>Jaybird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17762000700716971509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI6MJkJhtfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5kJs_aymEVM/S220/ham.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SJOQ0fWYK6I/AAAAAAAAACs/sxrZE6DORUg/s72-c/brats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335101803907000753.post-4172379496986171635</id><published>2008-07-30T21:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T21:57:35.026-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell to Bennigan's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SJEme8WPzkI/AAAAAAAAACc/vzsdyKLJ02o/s1600-h/monte.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SJEme8WPzkI/AAAAAAAAACc/vzsdyKLJ02o/s320/monte.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229002955391225410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How sad that Bennigan's is closed for good. Granted, I only ate there probably once every five years. The best thing on the menu was the Monte Cristo (pictured above), a delicious ham and turkey sandwich with melted Swiss &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt; American cheese that was then &lt;b&gt;DEEP FRIED&lt;/b&gt; and smothered with &lt;b&gt;POWDERED SUGAR&lt;/b&gt;. If that is not enough, it came with a side of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RASPBERRY JELLY&lt;/span&gt; to dip it in, and fries of course. While not the healthiest meal, it was tasty and will be sorely missed.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;However, this closing means there is an opening for another restaurant to come up with something even more delicious and twice as unhealthy! I thought I would give them some help, so here is what I've come up with. I call it, the Monte Jaybird!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SJEmnsvugaI/AAAAAAAAACk/YxuKyz3ozSo/s1600-h/geradcristo.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SJEmnsvugaI/AAAAAAAAACk/YxuKyz3ozSo/s320/geradcristo.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229003105821950370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am not sure if it will be as delicious, but I am certain that the health aspects will be about the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&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/4335101803907000753-4172379496986171635?l=431lkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/feeds/4172379496986171635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4335101803907000753&amp;postID=4172379496986171635' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/4172379496986171635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/4172379496986171635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/2008/07/farewell-to-bennigans.html' title='Farewell to Bennigan&apos;s'/><author><name>Jaybird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17762000700716971509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI6MJkJhtfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5kJs_aymEVM/S220/ham.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SJEme8WPzkI/AAAAAAAAACc/vzsdyKLJ02o/s72-c/monte.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335101803907000753.post-285020479017536639</id><published>2008-07-29T22:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T23:24:51.841-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stargate Continuum!! Woooot!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI_nzk-e7uI/AAAAAAAAAB0/uPm5lJrrcMg/s1600-h/outside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI_nzk-e7uI/AAAAAAAAAB0/uPm5lJrrcMg/s320/outside.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228652565685530338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today I took a trip to Target. Not just Target. SUPER TARGET. Things are usually good when they have "SUPER" in front of the name. This is unfortunately not the case for Target. Today is a very exciting day because "Stargate Continuum" is out on DVD! What's that? You have no idea what I am talking about? Ok. Here is the run down. Back in 1994 a movie came out called Stargate. It starred Kurt Russell and James Spader. If you haven't seen this, I highly recommend it. This kicked off a TV series starring Richard Dean Anderson (aka MacGyver) called Stargate SG-1. This is our (my wife and I) favorite show of all time. It lasted a whopping 10 seasons. The series finale was kind of a downer. There were two main storylines that they didn't really sufficiently finish. So, a few  months ago, they released a feature length "straight to DVD" movie to finish one storyline, and TODAY, they release "Continuum" which wraps up the other storyline. Here is the bounty I seek-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI_pREpfBCI/AAAAAAAAAB8/OcvTpAqE-S0/s1600-h/shelf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI_pREpfBCI/AAAAAAAAAB8/OcvTpAqE-S0/s320/shelf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228654171915224098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now for the reason I do not like Super Target. When the first DVD came out, I stopped here because it was on my way home from work. Unfortunately, the store is 5 miles wide and I had parked at the south end, only to find the DVDs were on the north end. With this lesson learned I parked on the north end this time! I'm so smart! I quickly grabbed my DVD and headed for the checkout lanes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI_p8AmivxI/AAAAAAAAACE/zoE9ood_P5I/s1600-h/registers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI_p8AmivxI/AAAAAAAAACE/zoE9ood_P5I/s320/registers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228654909563518738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As you can see, I am at checkout lane 19, meaning I have passed 18 registers that are closed. 24, 26 and one other was open, but their were people with basket-loads in those lines, so I walked to the far SOUTH END of the store (yes, opposite of where I parked) to get to the "express" lanes. Only one person was in front of me in this "10 items or less" lane... you see where this is going.. yes, she had 17 items! Although there may have been 10 UNIQUE items, there were 17 total. Since the customer is never wrong, I'm sure Target will never explain this nuance to anyone, inconveniencing those of us taking advantage of the convenience of the express lane. I filled my canteen and hired a guide and took the long trek to the opposite side of the parking lot, but I got the movie! And an excellent movie it was! Well worth the trouble!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI_rQLxKt9I/AAAAAAAAACM/YKTU8SPm59s/s1600-h/sgc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI_rQLxKt9I/AAAAAAAAACM/YKTU8SPm59s/s320/sgc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228656355669882834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I look a little loony in the picture, but that is only because it is hard to covertly take pictures of yourself in a store without being thrown out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&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/4335101803907000753-285020479017536639?l=431lkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/feeds/285020479017536639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4335101803907000753&amp;postID=285020479017536639' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/285020479017536639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4335101803907000753/posts/default/285020479017536639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://431lkh.blogspot.com/2008/07/stargate-continuum-woooot.html' title='Stargate Continuum!! Woooot!!'/><author><name>Jaybird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17762000700716971509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI6MJkJhtfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5kJs_aymEVM/S220/ham.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI_nzk-e7uI/AAAAAAAAAB0/uPm5lJrrcMg/s72-c/outside.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335101803907000753.post-4958801497720088748</id><published>2008-07-29T22:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T22:57:17.318-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the weirdness begin!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI_kmHc5SMI/AAAAAAAAABs/ffxqq5TLDFM/s1600-h/Delta88.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iaC4DEH8EiE/SI_kmHc5SMI/AAAAAAAAABs/ffxqq5TLDFM/s320/Delta88.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228649035886840002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Ok, you are probably wondering why I would name my blog something as random as 431 LKH. The reason is twofold. First off, when signing up for my blog I tried several clever and witty names, all of which were taken of course. And since I didn't want to settle for a blog name like coolguy42313, I decided on the one letter/number combo that couldn't possibly be taken. It is the alphanumeric designation given by the Texas Department of Transportation to my parent's Oldsmobile Delta 88 sometime in the mid-eighties. I don't know why, I've always just remembered that license plate number. The earliest event I recall remembering it was when we took a trip to the Guadalupe river. Mom and I went to get the inner tubes to float down the river in while Dad and my siblings parked the car. The guy issuing the inner tubes asked my mom what the license plate number is. This is a system they have in place to stop inner tube theft. In case we decided to suddenly abscond with their precious valuable inner tubes, they would take possession of our priceless Delta 88. Anyways... I remember Mom saying "Gerad, go back to the car and get the license plate number." I said "I don't need to go back, it's 431 LKH". She gave me a strange look and asked me how I knew that. 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